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I squeeze a good amount of lube onto my fingers, and when I lift my knees under the blanket, his kissing pauses as he watches my fingers move to my hole.

“Can I help?” he asks, and I pass him the lube. He throws back the bedcovers, the cool air sending a shiver through me, but under his greedy stare, my body warms again quickly.

I slip one finger inside myself, and he smiles, then coats his fingers and moves to kneel between my bent legs.

He wraps his hand around my cock first, giving me a stroke, and my finger pushes deeper, and I groan.

His free hand takes my balls, sliding them between his grip, and then his thumb presses beside my finger and slides inside me. He works it in and out alongside my finger, all the while eyes locked on what we’re doing, both of our breaths growing quicker.

“Do you want to add more?” I ask him, and he nods. I slip my finger out, find his pointer finger with my hand, and guide it down to join his thumb. Before I push it inside, I grab the next finger, too. “Both these.”

“Are you sure?”

“Fuck yeah. Your cock is way bigger than them. We have to get me ready to take you.”

He smiles, and I keep my hand on his as he pushes the three in deep. It stings for a second, then as he starts to twist and move them in and out, it makes way for the rolling waves of pleasure.

“Open your fingers inside me, stretch me as wide as you can.”

The sting is stronger now, but I don’t care. My greedy ass wants him so bad.

He stretches me out over and over, his free hand sliding up and down my thigh, stroking my cock, reaching up to twist and pinch my nipples. He’s fucking good at this.

“I think you’re ready,” he says, and as I reach for a condom, I sit up a little, and his fingers bury in deeper.

“Oh fuck, yeah I’m ready,” I moan, and he smiles and pulls his fingers free.

I put on the condom, his cock hard and leaking, cover it in lube, then lie back.

He leans forward, one hand on the bed beside me, the other on his cock as he guides it into position. The moment he’s against my hole, my body opens for him, and he starts to be drawn inside. He’s trying to go slow, like he’s worried about hurting me. It’s sweet, but it’s not necessary. I want him to fucking own my ass. But this isn’t just about me, I remind myself. I can take it slow, for him. When he bottoms out, he lets out a breath like he’d been holding it the whole time.

“Are you okay?” I ask, and he locks eyes with me.

“Never fucking better. Are you alright?”

“Perfect.”

The pressure inside me is sublime, and with my cock pressed between us, he rolls his hips, drawing out a little, then pushing back inside. Like before, he moves slowly at first, but I grab his ass and subtly encourage him to go harder. Faster. I lift my hips on a thrust, and he hits that perfect spot and my hand clenches down on his ass, tight.

“Fuck yeah, do that again,” I cry.

He doesn’t wait to be told twice, and thrusts again.

“Holy fucking hell.”

“More?”

“Oh yeah,” I moan, and he picks up speed.

I grip the back of his neck and pull his mouth down to meet mine. His kiss is possessive and lustful, and when he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down, my whole body vibrates in a mix of pleasure and pain. He breaks away, tilting his head back, his neck long and glistening with sweat. I run my tongue up to his jaw, and he groans. My cock leaks between us, begging to be touched. Pleading to be gripped as tight as my ass has a hold on him right now. But I know if I do that, it will be the end for me, and I so want him to come first.

He trembles above me, gripping the pillow tight beside my head, fingertips turning white as he slams in and out of me, again and again.

“I’m… I’m…,” he moans, and I squeeze his ass as he fucks me faster and faster until his thrusts become ragged, and he lets out a guttural growl. His body slows and I wrap my arm around his back and roll him sideways until our positions are reversed. He stays inside, softer than before but still filling me with a delicious pressure as I sit on top of his legs.

I move to take my cock in my hand, but he swats me away and seizes it, working my shaft as I grind on him. It doesn’t take much, and less than a minute later I’m leaning back, ass clenched on his cock as ribbons of come coat his stomach and chest.

I reach behind, hold the base of the condom, and remove myself.

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