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“You fucking wanker!”
As he turns, I grab his throat and slam his back into the wall. “You think you can just toss me aside? You think we’re done? We’ll never be done. You are fucking mine.” I slam my mouth into him in a frenzy. I tighten my grip, and he moans against me. “Mine.” I kiss him again, I can taste blood, and I know it’s his. I lick along his lips, causing a shudder to run through him. “Mine.” I push him against the wall with my whole body as he grinds himself against me. Maybe it’s not healthy, maybe it’s wrong, maybe we’re just two twisted souls trying to find each other. I reach between us and rub his dick through his jeans; he’s solid, hard as fuck, and my mouth waters. He moans against me as I rub into him harder with the heel of my hand.
“Dice,” he murmurs against me, but I don’t allow him more than that. I devour him, his scent, the new sensation of his beard, the new length of his hair. I can run my fingers through it and grip the back tightly till he winces as he moans against me. I take everything I can because I won’t allow him to leave me; he’s it for me, my one shot at happiness, life, love, everything. “Dice,” he murmurs again, and I’m punishingly forcing him into the wall. I’m grinding the palm of my hand into his dick, and he groans again against me, and his hips start to move, chasing my hand, chasing his release.
He stutters a breath against my lips, and I drink him in as his hand slides into my hair, and his other grips my ass in a vice-like grip as he thrusts against me, gasping.
His head lolls back, pulling away from the kiss as I grind my hand into him again, I bite down on his neck, causing a grunt from him and suck it into my mouth marking him as mine, and I groan as I taste the blood, I’ve clearly broken the skin, and he just grinds into me again his breathings all over the place his eyes are rolling closed, and I continue to push into him, grind into him, bite and suck against his neck, I’m making a mess, I know I am, and I can’t stop. The thought of him covered in marks from me makes my dick go harder than ever, and as he pulls me harder against him as he shudders his release into his own jeans, he stays trapped against me and the wall, and I smile against his neck.
“You wanker!” He gasps at me. “Take me fucking home.”
I glance back at him, smiling. “Where’s your truck?”
“At my dad’s,” he pants, and I don’t wait to be told twice. I grab his hand and drag him towards the bike. I’m taking him home, and I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face.
Dragging him to the bike, I thrust the helmet at him, and he pushes it back. “You're the one that needs to see where you’re going, knobhead.”
“Fine.” I shove the helmet on and slide onto the bike.
Dane climbs on behind me and painstakingly slides his arms around me, causing me to shudder. Pulling off, once we get free of the town centre, I slide my hand down to rest over his, and then he slides one hand further down, cupping my dick. I groan as I speed up, and I can feel the rumble of his chuckle through my back. Fuck, why does he have such an effect on me? He languidly rubs at my dick all the way home. I'm breathing heavily by the time I pull up at the MC.
Pulling up right at the bottom of the steps to the apartment I now call home, I slide off the bike and grab his hand, dragging him up the stairs. I can feel him chuckling at my desperation, and I don’t give a shit. I storm through the apartment straight to the bedroom and push him inside. As he turns to talk to me, I'm on him, clashing mouths as I push him back while fumbling with his jeans.
Dane normally likes to take control, and I'm down, but today is my day. Today is about me showing him I’m it, I'm his everything, and making sure he doesn't leave ever again. I break the kiss to push his jeans down. He's commando, and I groan as his dick springs free, signs of his earlier release everywhere as he's stumbling back with his jeans around his calves. He's ripping his shirt off and his wife-beater over his head. As the back of his legs hit the bed, I thrust my hands against his chest, knocking him back onto it. I rip my own top over my head and kick my boots off, shoving my jeans and boxers down and kicking them off. He rises up onto his elbows, and I bend further down and slide between his legs, licking up his length.
“Fuck, I’ve missed the taste of you.” I flick my tongue over the head and slide my hand around his thick, pulsing shaft. He groans, and as he drops onto his back, he struggles to rid himself of his jeans while I devour his dick, making sure I lick every single inch, which causes me to smile. Ray once said, “I licked it, so it's mine.” And fuck, if that isn’t the way I feel right about now.
I rub my hand over his dick as I pop it out of my mouth and slide up his rigid, form, mouth-wateringly sexy, ripped, fucking delicious body, pulling his leg with me. I spit into my hand and rub it into his cheeks, forcing them apart and sliding a finger straight in.
“Fuck.” He gasps at the intrusion as I pump twice before removing my finger and replacing it with my throbbing dick. I feel the resistance, I relax, and when I feel the give, I push my way in straight up to the hilt.
“Hades, Dice, fuck’s sake,” he gasps. I give him a second while he adjusts. As a feral grin spreads across my face, I pull back before slamming into him, wrapping my arm under his thigh and lifting higher as I thrust into him again. He lets out the fucking filthiest groan as I crash into him. Reaching up, he pulls me against his mouth, crushing mine to his and his to mine in an almost angry fight for dominance. Well, not right now, beautiful. I’m in fucking charge. I bite down on his lip, and as he gasps, I thrust my tongue in, mirroring my punishing rhythm. I slam into him, and the illicit groans and moans filling the room are like my personal symphony.
“Fuck, Dice.” He grinds against me and reaches down to pleasure himself. I slap his hand away. I don’t want him blowing his load. I want to feel him fuck me senseless once I’ve ravaged him, and that makes me groan. Fuck, I wish he could pound into me from behind right now. I slam into him again, and he reaches up and pinches my nipples, twisting them in his grip, and I shudder.
“Fucker.”
He laughs, and Jesus, the shudder it causes to go through my whole body only makes him laugh even more. As I screw my eyes shut and thrust again, he cups my face.
“You gonna come?” he rasps, and I nod. “Look at me,” he commands from beneath me, and I can't do anything but what I’m told in that second. The power he has over me is exhilarating as I stare down to meet those beautiful hazel eyes. I can't help but fall over the edge, pulsing inside him. He bites down on his own lip, never taking his eyes off mine. He shudders and tightens against me. I thrash, falling out of rhythm as I chase my high.
“Fuck,” I grunt out, and I spill inside of him, gasping for breath and function of any other part of my body that I seem to have lost. He clenches against me. I groan and drop onto him. “Fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me… I can't wait.” He leans up and kisses me as he groans into my mouth. I grind my hips against him, twitching at the sensitive spasms it sends through me.
As I come down from the high, I can feel his own dick pulsing and throbbing between us, and he smiles at me. “My fucking turn.” His smile changes to a vicious smirk, and fuck me, if I don’t nearly come again from that look alone. I pull out of him steadily and try to stand on wobbly legs as he slides off the bed.
“Hands and knees motherfucker, and hold on tight.” He grins at me.
Fuck, this is gonna be wild. I feel the bed dip behind me as I feel his limbs slide into place. He reaches around to grab my come that's leaking out of him, and I groan at how filthy that is. Slicking his own hand and returning the favour, sliding a finger in, causing me to groan and shudder. He nudges at my legs, kneeing them further apart as he removes his finger and pushes his tip against me. As he pushes against me, he slaps my ass.
“Relax, let me in,” he grunts from behind, and as I relax, he fully takes advantage and steadily forces his way in. I groan and drop my head as his grip tightens on my hips, becoming almost painful, and he holds me in place. Once he’s fully seated, he shudders. “Fuck, I’ve missed you!” he mumbles, and I groan as he pulls back slowly and bottoms out again. When he pulls out, he slowly slides back in and shudders. “Fuck, you feel so good. You were made for me.”
I shudder at his words. I can hear his smile around the next “Fuck,” that slides out of his mouth. I drop down onto my elbows, and as he shoves inside me again, I groan. I hear the door click open.
“Fuck.” I clench.
“Hades,” Dane mutters with a moan at the sensation.
“Holy shit… fuck!” Steel mumbles from the doorway. “So… you’re back?”
