Page 9 of Just One Night


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“I’m not sure I like you in this position,” he says.

“And which position would you like me in?” I ask.

He reaches out his hand, grabs a tight hold of my left bicep and pulls me forward.He spins me around so that my back is facing him and places his palm on my spine. I feel his hand press hard against my back, bending me over until my back is arched.

“I much rather you in this position,” he confirms.

I feel him press a kiss on my spine, then his hands on my thighs, and when I look over my shoulder, I find him on his knees with my ass in his face. He moves forward and pushes my head back down and the next thing I know, I feel a wet sensation between my cheeks.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ,” I moan.

He torments my opening with his tongue, sliding it in and out several times. He spits inside a few times before sliding his ever so talented fingers in and out, stretching me open again. The guy definitely knows what he is doing, and he’s certainly doing a fucking spectacular job in the process. When he’s done using his tongue he gets to his feet and I straighten up, but not for long because he now has me resting both my hands on the railing.He kicks my feet apart and places both hands on my hips. I feel his cock slide slowly inside me, and when he’s halfway, he thrusts it in the rest of the way.

“Fuck!” I growl.

He fucks me hard and fast and all I can do is moan at the sensation soaring through my entire body. I am so close to climaxing right now that I grip tightly onto the railing and allow him to have his way with me. I’ve never experienced anything like this before in my life. I could have very easily lost my load many times tonight.

“Hoooolllllyyyyy fuck,” the words vibrate out of my mouth.

He clasps his palm around my neck and lifts my head up, turning it around so that our mouths meet in a hot kiss. When he pulls away, he grabs hold of my hair with his other hand and pulls on it, before moving his other hand up to my face and placing his fingers between my lips, pulling at the edge of my mouth.

“Holy shit, you’re totally destroying my G-spot right now,” I tell him, as he continues to pound me.

I reach down and grab a hold of my cock with my hand and begin stroking myself.

“I’m close,” I warn.

“Come. I want you to come for me,” he says.

Continuing to thrust his cock in and out of me, I increase speed and tug on my cock. I feel my balls start to tingle, as I close my eyes and concentrate on the task at hand, literally. Faster and faster, I continue to tug on my swollen length as Carter spectacularly goes in for the finish like a fucking racehorse.

“I’m coming. I’m coming,” I pant.

He removes his cock from inside me. I straighten up and lean against the railing. It only takes a few more tugs of my cock before I’m shooting jets of come all over the balcony.

“Man, that’s fucking hot,” Carter says.

I stop jerking myself and slowly try and catch my breath.I turn around and face the man standing beside me. “Now it’s your turn,” I tell him.

He gives me a wicked smile as he reaches down and begins pulling his dick. He starts off slowly and then increases his speed. I get to my knees and angle my head up at him. He places one hand on his balls and gently pulls on them while continuing to stroke his cock. I stare at the tip as the slight evidence of precum begins to drip from the tip. He lets out a loud curse, followed by a groan, and with his palm now working overtime, he gives his cock a few more tugs. I open my mouth and he aims his dick at my mouth, shooting sticky come onto my lips. Panting, he gets to his knees and stops stroking himself. After he catches his breath, I wipe the sticky residue off my lips and crawl toward him.

“That was hot as fuck,” I tell him, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Perhaps we should head inside and get ourselves cleaned up before we get arrested for indecent exposure in a public place,” he says.

And with that, we get to our feet and head back inside the room.

The morning after.

You know what’s interesting? You make love to a person, and in the morning there’s no visible evidence. Although, I’m sure Dylan would argue that we made more than just love. I don’t know the last time I felt this good after sex. Even when Rusty made me climax multiple times, it was nothing compared to what Dylan and I shared last night. With that thought in my mind, I roll over onto my side, and spread my arm across the other side of the bed, expecting to find my handsome stranger lying naked beside me. Instead, I’m met with … emptiness. I lift myself up, so that my back is now resting against the wall and nothing but a sheet covering my groin.

“Dylan?” I call.

My question is met with silence.

“Dylan?” I call again.

This time when I don’t get a response, I get out of the bed and move over to the bathroom door and pull it open.

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