Nathan backed out of the seat and pulled me with him. We stumbled our way to the bed, clothes falling around us the entire way. I wanted to feel him, touch him, savor every last thing about him.
“What do you need, baby?” he asked as he trailed kisses across my neck and shoulder.
My entire body was a puddle of goo below him. “You. Mark me. Fuck me. Make love to me. Make me yours in all ways possible.”
Nathan growled as his teeth sank into the soft skin around my nipple. I hissed and lifted off the bed. Pain wasn’t our thing, but that had felt amazing. He sucked at the flesh until the skin was bruised and he continued a path down my chest like he was on a mission. My entire upper-body was painted with his marks by the time he reached my straining dick.
“Oh fuck, baby. You look so damn pretty like that. Want to take a damn picture and remember you like this always.”
I’d let him do it, but before I could tell him that, my cock disappeared into his throat. God, he was good at worshiping my body and making it sing. My toes curled as he slurped around my length, his tongue drawing lazy patterns as he bobbed his head up and down.
Nathan released my cock with a soft pop and immediately started jacking me. He reached under my pillow for the bottle of lube. The poor thing was almost empty at this point because we’d used so damn much of it over the last several weeks. He must have realized what I had, because when he opened the cap, his words made a shiver race through me. “You’re such a needy little slut that we’re going to need to buy more of this.”
The cool liquid made me jump as he upturned the bottle and drizzled it over my cock and continued to jack me. It poured over his fingers and over my balls, sliding all the way down and dripping onto the sheets beneath us. It was way more than what we needed, but I didn’t care. It was hot as hell, but not nearly as hot as his free hand dragging through the liquid and the feel of him shoving two digits into my clenching hole.
“Fuck.” My eyes pinched closed at the sudden intrusion, but I didn’t fight it.
“You’ve got this, baby. Be a good boy and let my fingers in.”
My breath rushed from my lungs as he shoved them in hard again, pegging my prostate. I saw stars and whimpered, fucking myself on the digits that were lodged in my ass.
The sensation of Nathan’s hand around my cock and his fingers inside of me was about to send me over the edge and if he didn’t slow down, I would blow my load soon. I pleaded with my eyes because he’d made it difficult for me to speak. My body was engulfed,swarmed with emotion and all I longed for was the release only he could offer me.
“Need your cock.”
Nathan’s smirk bordered on evil as those naughty fingers found their way outside of my body again. The empty feeling was horrible. I was desperate to be filled. And, thank fuck, I didn’t have to wait long because Nathan coated himself with the remainder of the lube and shoved his dick home.
My back bowed from the bed. “Yes. Fuck yes.”
“That’s my good boy. Taking it so well. Always so well.”
I cried out as he thrust into me again and again. This was our lovemaking. This was us. I didn’t expect anything less from him and prayed it would always be like this.
“Going to come,” I panted, my hand wrapping around his on my erection.
I was in shock when he shook my grip away and pulled out. My body froze at the sudden stop. “Not yet,” he said as his hands grasped my hips and flipped me over.
Fuck, to be manhandled by him like that…
And just like that, Nathan was inside me again, fucking me without hesitation.
Chapter 40
Nathan
Tight, warm, and exquisite heat surrounded me as I pounded into Chase again and again.
The sight of him stretched out before me had me rushing toward climax. This was different, still rough, still us, but fuck, it was special. This was Chase, finally giving in and handing over all of himself.
My hand grasped the back of his neck and shoved his face into the pillow. “Such a good fucking boy. Letting me fuck you this way. Would you let me wrap my hands around that pretty little throat of yours? Cut off your air?” His whimpers were music to my ears and tears trickled from his eyes. “You want to come now?”
I didn’t get an answer and my hips snapped forward a few times. “You don’t get to come until you answer me.”
“Yes,” he gasped. “Fuck, yes. Need to come so bad.”
“That’s it.” My free hand slipped to his front, wrapping around his hard, angry erection. He cried out as soon as my fingers gripped him. Chase released with a long, silent scream, his cum painting the sheets below him as he clamped around me.
The pressure of his passage surrounding me was enough to make me join him. I pumped my load in his ass as we rode out the waves of our orgasms.
