I love him for that.
For this entire situation, and I need to show him how much he means to me.
Gripping the sides of his neck and kissing Pete harder than I’ve kissed anyone, I bear down on his cock until my ass is flush against his hips.
“Goddamnit, Norman,” he groans, and I just smile against his lips. “Your ass is so fucking tight, and I’m so fucking turned on by it I’m not going to last long. So show me what you do to yourself and do it quick, I want to watch you get yourself off on my cock.”
He’s not going to last? I’m one or two bounces away from coming all over my stomach.
But I do what he says.
I start lifting myself up and down, up and down on Pete’s dick, my balls getting tighter with each pump of my hips. I kiss him again and again, so fucking grateful for him, for what he’s doing for me, and everything finally feels like it’s aligning the way it’s supposed to.
Everything finally feelsright.
Especially when Pete grabs onto my cock like vise and has me thrusting in his hand.
“You gonna come with me, sweet boy?” He practically growls against my lips as my fingers dig into the sides of his neck. “Gonna explode in my hand while I fill your ass with my cum?”
I nod. “Yes, god yes.”
“You are fucking perfect, sweet boy. Perfect, and you’re ours now.”
For some reason, that does it.
My eyes slam shut at the same time tears well in them, and I lean forward as my stomach pitches and tightens, my spine tingles, and my balls swell almost painfully. Pete keeps thrusting up as I ride his cock like my life depends on it, and he repeats those beautiful words over and over while his fingers rub the sensitive underside of the head of my cock until I explode.
The first hot jet of my cum shoots out as I jerk forward, panting and moaning as my lips slam against his. Pete groans before I feel his body tense, pushing my ass all the way down to meet his hips, his hand furiously working my dick while I keep coming.
I swear to god I’m never going to stop, not while I have Pete’s cock buried in my ass, his fingers around my dick, all while he kisses me breathless and tells me I’m his. I may keep coming forever.
But I don’t.
Eventually the last of my orgasm spurts into Pete’s hand, the man holding me with his free one while our kisses become almost lazy.
“I mean it, Norm. You’re ours now, got it?”
I nod against his forehead before I sit up, smiling a little as he grunts and his dick pulses a final time inside me. “I got it, bossy.”
Pete nips at my lips before he lifts his hand to his mouth and proceeds to lick my cum from his fingers. “Oh, sweet boy, you havenoidea.”
I really can’t wait to find out.
20
LUCKY
“Why, exactly, are you making me do this again?”
I glance down at Leo as we walk along the sidewalk through the part of town that’s a little busier than what she’s used to. “Because it’s good for you, and you are in serious need of some new clothes.”
“I hate shopping.”
“I know.”
“Do youreally, though? It’s been a while, you might have forgotten.” She reaches out and takes my hand, lacing our fingers tightly. “I barely remember three minutes ago, let alone three years ago. PTSD memory lossisa real thing, Lucius.”
I shake my head as what is no doubt a ridiculous smile spreads across my face. “I’m aware, just like I’m aware that you hate shopping almost as much as you hate going to the doctor. I don’t forget anything when it comes to you,Leonor.” Then I lean toward her and whisper, “And three minutes ago you were bouncing on my cock in the back of the beast.”
