Chapter 18 #2
Smirking, I step back and tug it over my head. His tongue catches on his lip as he watches me, and I arch a brow. “Tell me, baby boy, when you imagined us, was I fucking you?”
His eyes move back to mine, a blush spreading from his face down his chest. I lick his pecs before nipping his pierced nipple, his back arching as he cries out.
“Yes,” he finally responds. “Always you fucking me. I-I want you inside me. I want you so fucking badly.”
Thank fucking god.
Licking up his chest, I grin as I pull his head back with my hand in his pretty hair. “I wonder what they would say if they knew their perfect bad boy rocker dreams of his guitarist fucking him.”
“They’d be jealous.” He glances at my lips as he reaches for me again, his body swaying into mine.
“Hmm, just like me every time you went home with someone else and fucked them,” I snap, and he winces, sliding his hands down my sides as if to reassure me. “Yet here you are, begging me to fuck you. Did you beg them?”
He shakes his head as I yank him back.
“Good, then beg me to fuck you, Ryker. Beg me like you’ve never begged anyone else. Beg me to claim you like no one else ever has. You had them, but they never had you, not like I will. Do you understand?”
His eyes are impossibly wide as his next words seal his fate.
“Please, Fox. Please fuck me. Please, please, I need you so fucking badly.” His words tumble into each other as he pulls me closer, searching my gaze with desperation.
“I’m yours. I promise. I don’t want anyone else.
Just you. Please. Please, if you don’t fuck me, I actually might die. ”
I nip his swollen bottom lip before soothing it with my tongue. “Such pretty words, how can I resist?”
We don’t have time to play because someone could find us at any moment, and I need to be inside him too badly to hold back. Next time, I’ll take my time with him, teasing him into madness until he begs for me to fill his ass with my come, but right now, we are both too needy for that.
Gripping his chin, I kiss him, hard. “You’re going to take all of me, aren’t you?”
He nods as I pull my wallet from my back pocket. I brought it in case I hit the vending machines, and I’m thankful I did now. Pulling out a condom, I hand it to him. “Hold that, baby boy.”
His eyes narrow. “Why do you have a condom?” he hisses, the fire in his eyes making my dick jerk in my pants. Mad Ryker is a fucking beautiful sight, but jealous Ryker is perfection.
“For you,” I answer. “Wishful thinking.” That satisfies him, and he nods as I shove my pants down.
My cock springs free, and his eyes widen as he looks at me.
I nod at the condom and wait. “Put it on.” I grip my length for him, and he glances from my cock to my face hesitantly before he bites his lip shyly. “Ryker,” I warn.
He pops his lip free and rips the condom open with his teeth before dropping to his knees. Ryker quickly slides it down my length, his hand lingering, and I swell under his touch.
I can’t take the innocent way he touches me.
Dragging him up, I undo his pants and shove them down, so his legs are free, and then I lift him back onto the counter so I can get to his pretty ass. I massage it. My obsession with his ass has never gone away.
“Fox.” He blinks owlishly at me. “Will it hurt?”
Leaning in, I sweep my lips over his as I reach for the bottle I found on the table when I came in.
They use the lube for the leather outfits, but it will work for us as well.
Flipping the lid open, I lean back and drizzle it across my cock, stroking my fist through it before I cover my fingers in it.
I reach down and circle his ass with them.
He tenses, so I kiss him, my other hand reaching down and stroking his length.
He’s long and slightly curved, a perfect fit in my fist, and as I stroke him roughly, he whines, relaxing into my touch until he pushes back to take my fingers.
I slide one inside him, past his muscles, and then I wait.
I feel his breath catch, and I stroke him faster until he rocks into me, and then I add a second finger and stretch him.
When I feel his cock jerk, I let go, not wanting him to come yet. I want to be inside him when he does.
After pulling my fingers free, I kiss him again. “Do you trust me?” I ask.
“Yes,” he responds automatically.
Gripping his legs, I lift him and press my cock to his ass.
He tenses again, so I kiss him deeply until he pants and pulls at my shoulders for more, and then I slowly push inside him.
It’s just a couple of inches, letting him get used to it as he gasps into my mouth, his nails digging into my shoulders.
“Fox,” he rasps into my lips. “God, move, don’t move. I don’t know?—”
“I’ve got you,” I tell him as I slide deeper before pulling out and slowly pushing back in, taking him deeper each time as we kiss. He begins pushing down, taking more of me, and finally, I’m seated all the way inside him.
Pressing my forehead to his, I grip him tightly, giving him time to adjust even though it drives me crazy. He’s so fucking hot and tight, I want to pound him into oblivion.
He whimpers as I pull out and push back in, and even though it’s a pained sound, it does something to me. I pull out and thrust in, and he groans.
“Shit, baby boy, I know you’re new at this,” I murmur, pressing my head to his as I try to slow down, the urge to hammer into him so strong it physically hurts. “But you feel so fucking good, it’s so hard to hold back.”
“So don’t,” he replies, gripping my shoulders.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I admit.
“I’m a big boy, Fox. I can take it. I can take whatever you give me.” He pushes down to take me deeper. “Fuck, move, please, fuck me harder. This is driving me crazy.”
I search his eyes, but I only see truth, desire, and need, so I give us what we both want.
Grabbing his hips, I pull out and slam back inside his virgin ass.
His cry is loud, but he urges me on, wrapping his legs around my waist as he kicks my ass.
I speed up as I lean down and nip every inch of exposed skin I can get, watching his beautiful, perfect abs clench with the movement, his cock jerking against them as his head falls back.
“Oh god, it feels good.”
I bite his ear as I speed up, hammering into his tight ass. “You better be calling me your god. You don’t call anyone else’s name when I’m inside you.”
“Fox, Fox.” His eyes are wide as he pulls back. “Fuck, fuck, please.”
“Do you even know what you’re begging for?” I tease as I lean back, looking down to watch as my cock slams into his spread ass. The sight makes me harder, and I move faster.
He shakes his head, and I look up. His eyes are wide and wild, just like I feel, and he’s pushing down to take me, meeting me thrust for thrust despite it being his first time.
When I tilt his hips to find that spot inside him, his eyes close, and I hate that he takes them from me.
Sliding my hand up his perfect, sexy body, I grip his throat and pull out of him, making his eyes open as he cries out.
I spin him, keeping my hand on his throat as I force his eyes to meet mine in the mirror as I drive into him from behind. “Look at me when I fuck you.”
I keep him bent over as I fuck him from behind, thrusting faster and harder until the wood shakes from the force.
His hand smashes into the mirror, leaving a foggy print on the glass as he pushes back to take me, and when I pull out and slam back in, he cries out loudly, hitting the glass once more and smashing it.
Knowing he can’t see me, I pull out of his tight, perfect ass and spin him once more.
His eyes widen, sweat covering his face and chest.
“Fox,” he whines as I lift him, drag his ass off the wood, and impale him on me. I watch as his eyes roll into the back of his head. His beautiful, huge cock pulses.
“I—oh god, I’m going to come. Please, please don’t stop,” he rambles.
“Not before me, you won’t,” I order as I reach between us and grip his cock. “You come when I say so,” I warn as I pound into him. My own release builds despite me trying to hold it back, wanting this to last forever. My balls draw up, and scalding hot pleasure rolls through me until it takes over.
“Now,” I order. “Come for me, baby boy,” I demand harshly, and I let go of my grip on his cock as I slam into him.
His yell of pleasure fills the air, followed by my grunt of ecstasy as I come. My back bows, pleasure stealing my voice and my vision as I empty deep inside him, yet it still isn’t enough. I push deeper until there isn’t an inch of space, and then I slump into him.
My vision clears, even as I shake with aftershocks, and I see him sprawled back on the ruined wood, his eyelids half closed. His face and chest are red and covered in sweat, as well as my hand and bite marks.
Fuck, he looks so goddamn beautiful, and he’s all mine.
I lick my dry lips, unable to move just yet. “Good boy,” I praise, my voice thick. “You’re mine now, Ryker.”