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“You’re so beautiful.” My voice was nothing more than lust and yearning to explore the connection between us in every way. “So good around my cock, Sean. Never…never felt anything like this.”
He whimpered, the pathetic sound tying strings around my heart.
Sean let go, lost himself in how we fucked, how he moved against me, body tensing and loosening at the same time. The heaviness that had accompanied him through my front door disappeared in an erotic wave of desire.
And I gave him all I had. Nothing held back.
Chapter 24
Sean
This isn’t fucking.
The thought swept through my mind as Matteo began moving with me, filling me over and over with long strokes, his hand in opposing motion along my length. Copious amounts of pre-cum oozed from my slit, making for one hell of a messy hand job, and my hole gladly clutched at his thrusting cock.
But there was no race for the finish. No words spoken that didn’t hold meaning. No yeah, take that dick, tossed out in the hopes of sounding sexy like we starred in some porn flick. There was no talk of breeding or gaping holes.
Just praise.
“Your skin is so soft, Sean,” Matteo murmured before licking up the side of my neck. “And your taste on my tongue?” He growled, burying into my body with a sexy swivel of his hips.
I shivered, allowing him to do what he wanted to me.
“Your ass is so hot around my cock—you’re perfect.”
I soaked every word deep into my soul, getting off on my need of edification almost as much as I did the feel of his thick length sinking deep enough to rearrange my insides. I’d never had a dick fit me so well, as if he’d been designed to fulfill my ass. Thick girth that stretched me with a delicious sting, luscious length…Matteo was perfect.
No doubt, my hole would be sore come morning, and I looked forward to the memory, the reminder of how he’d owned me with slow lovemaking I’d never experienced before. Talk about goddamned addictive.
Matteo and I exchanged control back and forth like the tide, giving then taking in unspoken turns as though our minds connected as physically as our bodies. His heartbeat pounded against my back, his hot panted exhales ghosted against my ear when he wasn’t telling me how good I was for him.
My skin pebbled along my arms as I fought off my impending climax. He stroked me just right, tagging my sweet spot like he’d known the inside of my ass for years. His fingertips toyed with my glans and piercing, driving me fucking insane.
Balls aching, I groaned, needing…more. “Matteo,” I gasped, my lungs on fire, my skin burning. “Let me come on your dick.”
He pulled out instead, leaving me wobbly on my knees and completely discombobulated from reality.
Whimpering, I went willingly where his hands led me—to my back, sprawled on the couch.
“Look at you,” he breathed, his hair slightly damp from sweat, his dark eyes wild, and his lips wet from licking them as he ran his gaze over me.
I did the same to him, checking out the hills and valleys of his body, the lean muscle along his torso and thighs. And his dick—goddamn, what a beautiful cock my Prince Charming had. I lusted to feel him bare inside me, something I’d never had with anyone, but before I could speak, he lifted the backs of my knees and sank into me with one slow glide.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned, reaching for his head.
“I need to see your face when you come for me, Sean.”
“Jesus—fuck yes. Want that—you.” I took his lips, a fresh shot of adrenaline racing through my bloodstream making my pulse thrum.
We ate at each other’s mouths, desperate and hungry.
Matteo’s body took control, and those long, loving strokes turned into heady thrusts that spun my brain and assured me my ass would ache in the morning.
I lifted my hips to meet him, small noises escaping between our latched mouths.
Gone. I was absolutely fucking gone on the man. Didn’t need another dick for the rest of my life. I didn’t even care if he wouldn’t bottom for me or ever wrap his lips around my cock. I just desired him.
For fucking ever and always.
