I shot to the edge, the tingle in my spine taking me by surprise. I grasped his hand, stilling his movements, and shifted so I was behind him. “On your belly,” I growled. “Want to feel you against me when I come. Mark up that sexy ass.”
Alec dropped down, his fingers slipping free of his ass. His hole was spit-soaked and loosened, and it took all my strength to stop myself from lining up and plunging home. But I was far too big to do that to anyone, especially without lube. Alec would need a fuck-tonne more stretching before I could get inside him.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t get him off.
I braced my weight against the armrest and pressed my thighs on either side of his, trapping him underneath me. He moaned long and low.
I pressed my hips against him, my cock nestling in the dip in his ass. Alec whimpered, and I rolled my hips, sliding my full length against him.
“Yesss,” he hissed and parted his cheeks, creating a valley for me to tunnel into.
I was dripping, leaking precum like a tap, but I spat on my cock, rubbing my saliva over my length to ease the way. Alec cried out and shifted his hips before pushing his cheeks together.
Blinded by desire, I let loose and fucked the tight clasp with snaps of my hips and long strokes. Alec’s breathing turned choppy, and mine stuttered out of my lungs in short gasps and grunts.
“Fuck, I’m close,” I moaned as my balls slapped against his ass and the head of my cock parted those muscles.
Alec gasped and writhed under me. “Give it to me,” he begged, his voice choked and desperate.
My orgasm hit like a Cat-5 cyclone, obliterating every thought. I was a mass of live-wire nerve endings sparking and igniting as pulse after pulse emptied from me. They coated Alec, pooling in the dip of his spine and leaving his skin shiny and wet. My armswere like jelly, and I struggled to hold myself up, but I reached down and rubbed my cum into Alec’s skin. That need to beat my chest and growl “ours” calmed down. My breath heaved and sweat dripped from me.
Alec whimpered, and I realized I’d left him hanging. I pumped my hips forward, my softening dick pressing against his hole.
“Yes,” he moaned. “More. Harder.”
I did it again, grinding against him. My cock nudged his hole. He canted his hips, pressing back into me, and I thrust hard. Alec’s muscles locked up tight under me, and he cursed, ragged sobs wracking his body as his hips twitched over and over until he finally went limp under me.
I collapsed on him, my arms giving out and my whole body floating in a state of bliss. I nuzzled his nape and licked a bead of sweat from his back. Blindly reaching for a piece of clothing, I found a linen napkin that I’d missed in my earlier cleanup and shifted off Alec, moving back onto my knees behind him. I wiped him down, but he waved me off when I went to clean the leftover spunk.
“Leave it. Want to wear it,” he mumbled, too blissed out to do more than grunt.
“You need to sleep,” I murmured. “Come to bed.”
“Can’t. Need to get back to my room.” He rubbed his face against the cushion and groaned. “I’ll get fined if I’m caught not sleeping there.”
“Shit,” I muttered, torn. Did I walk Alec back or stay with Cara? I didn’t want to risk her waking up and not finding either of us here, but I didn’t want Alec going back to his room by himself either.
“I’ll see myself out.” He sounded resigned, sad somehow, like this was normal for him.
That wouldn’t do.
I could explain to Cara where I’d been. She’d understand—I was sure of it. I wouldn’t have Alec feeling like I’d so easily discard him after that.
“I’ll walk you there.” I slapped his ass and groaned at the firmness under my palm.
Alec shifted, stretching like a cat. That desire to touch everywhere and mark him up flared again, and when he hauled himself up and I saw the cum stain on the leather, I preened, pride lighting up like fireworks in my chest. I’d done that—I’d made another man come so hard he could barely lift himself out of it.
sixteen
Hux
My head was heavy, my interrupted sleep making my senses dull. The ache in my ass was delicious. The stretch of my skin where I was covered in cum and the pinch of my pubes that had dried sticky was a reminder of a night I didn’t want to forget.
I wasn't supposed to go there.
I’d promised myself that I wouldn't touch anyone while I was in Australia.
So much for that.
