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Red groans and leans up to take my mouth in a blinding kiss. My cock is hard as bricks and leaking in my pants. If I’m not inside of him soon, I’ll fucking explode.
Opening the lube packet, I slick up my fingers and start to prep Red. It takes longer than I want it to, since I’m so worked up, but I’ll take as long as I need so I don’t hurt him. He’s probably still sore from yesterday so I need to be gentle.
One, two, then three fingers enter him and Red thrashes around on the bed. I’m not trying to tease him, but I can’t help my fingers brushing over his gland ever now and then.
When my fingers can move inside him with ease, I pull them out, get undressed and cover my cock with the condom. Slicking up doesn’t take long, then I’m back on the bed with my boy. “Turn over. I want to see your ass.”
Red flips over and positions himself on his elbows and knees, body shaking with anticipation. Sliding up behind him, I rub my cock against his hole before I start to push in. Red’s hole immediately engulfs the head of my cock and starts to pull me in. It takes all my self-control not to shove all the way inside in one thrust. Under me, Red is panting and fisting the sheets, easing himself back at the same pace I’m pushing forward. Working together, we get me fully inside him. Red curses and drops his chest to the mattress, eyes shut tight.
“You need a minute, mouse?” I ask before I move, gliding a hand up his back.
He shakes his head quickly and lets out a light laugh. “No, Daddy. God, you’re so fucking big. I can feel you everywhere.”
Smirking, I pull him up, placing a hand around his throat and the other on his hip. Red tips his head back and I move inside of him slowly. Pulling back and shoving in, over and over until he’s used to me. Dragging my hand lower, I take his cock in hand and let him fuck into my fist as he tosses his ass back to meet my strokes.
“I won’t last, Daddy. Am I allowed to come?” The gruffness of his voice indicates just how close he is. Music to my ears.
“Come when you want, baby. I’ll be right behind you. Your ass fits me so well. Your body knows my dick, baby.” Red moans and moves back faster, fucking himself on my dick and the circle of my fist. “Look at you. So eager for me. Wanting to get off. You want to come, sweet boy?”
“Yes, Daddy!” Red keens, pushing back into me harder, ass bouncing against me. “Please, Daddy. Fuck me!”
“I love when you beg,” I growl, letting go of his dick and pushing his chest down to the bed. Grabbing his hips, I start to drill into him hard and deep, watching his ass jiggle when my hips meet his delicious looking cheeks. My orgasm builds higher and higher and I grunt with each thrust, loving how hot Red feels around my dick. Raising a leg, I piston into him, listening to the sweet sounds he’s making under me.
Shouting incoherently, Red announces his orgasm and I feel his ass clench around me. Groaning, I fuck him through his orgasm, then I pull out, snatch the condom off and come on his pretty corset. Seeing my release against the dark material has my orgasm going on far longer than I expect, my dick kicking off wave after wave of spunk.
When I’m empty, I lean over Red’s back and roll to the side, bringing him down with me. He’s taking deep, shaky breaths and aftershocks roll through his body. I kiss the back of his neck and keep him close to me, whispering to him to help bring him down.
“You’re okay, baby. I’m right here. What do you need?”
A chuckle leaves his throat, then Red spins around in my arms. “Damn, Quin. You are amazing. Did you really come on my new corset?”
I laugh and kiss his neck. “I did. You look so fucking good in it. I can always buy you more.”
“Yeah? You want to fuck me in another one?”
“Most definitely. I like the black, but I’d like to see you in a sky blue one. It would look good against your skin.”
Looking up at me with gleaming eyes, he says, “Youlook good against my skin.” Then he buries his head in my chest, making me laugh.
After we take a shower and remove the blanket, we climb back into bed, Red laying on my chest. He plays with my locs, using the end of one to rub against my chest. It tickles, but I love the sensation.
“How long have you been growing your hair?” Red asks with a yawn.
“Sixteen years. I started a little after I got out of the Marines. I only planned to keep them for a few years since I couldn’t have long hair when I was in the military, but I liked them. Now I don’t I’ll ever cut them. I do trim occasionally. Abel did my trim last year and he did a good job.” I smile, thinking of how scared Abel was to cut the bottom of my locs. Savage and Michael outright refused and I didn’t feel like searching for a loctician that might be booked for months. “He does my retwists, too.”
“Who’s Abel?” Red asks, no longer playing with my hair. Is he jealous?
Chapter Eight
Red
Iamnotjealous.At least I tell myself that when he mentions another man’s name with a smile in his voice. Who is this Abel person that’s making him sound like this? He told me all the names of the people he works with. So who is he? A former lover when he first got to Canada? While I shouldn’t be upset if itisa former lover since everyone has a past, I can’t help but get irritated that someone else saw Quin naked.
“Are you jealous?” Quin asks in a tone that suggests he thinks it’s funny. I want to fume, but that will only get me punished—I haven’t really been punished yet and I don’t want to be.
So I lie, which isn’t much better. “No, Daddy.” Then I think better of it and say, “Maybe a little.”
He chuckles and kisses my hair. “Don’t be, mouse. Abel is my best friend’s husband. Not Michael,” he says when I open my mouth to ask.
