Chapter 55
Chapter fifty-five
Duncan
Good boy.
My cock feels like it is going to explode and Rhys finding his words is not helping. "Call me that again." I beg.
"What? Good boy?"
"Fuck, yes." I say as his fingers slide into me. Him eating my ass was such a delightful warm up but not nearly enough. I need him, I need him filling me, fucking me, losing himself to me.
It’s only fair because I am completely gone for him.
"Duncan," he nearly growls. I watch him concentrate on guiding his tip with his thumb. "You're already so deep inside me, in every way, I was miserable without you, leaving was the dumbest thing I ever could have done.
"But," he pushes past the tight ring of muscle and I exhale, letting him in. "I can't regret it leading to this moment right here. Where you've opened yourself up to me."
"Rhys, more." I beg as he slides in another inch.
"I'll give you everything, baby, don't worry." His gaze jumps to my eyes from where he was watching our connection. "Just promise me one thing."
"Anything, Charming." My eyes snap up to his from where I was studying my cock leaking against my stomach.
"Promise me you'll stay open to me, you'll talk to me, you won't always hide behind jokes." He pushes even further and I struggle to keep my eyes on him as my back arches in pleasure. "Because when I give myself to you, I'm giving you everything, and I expect it in return."
"Fuck, yes Rhys." His eyes close and the relief on his face matches the feeling in my chest. I roll my ass up, trying to get even more of him, as much of him as possible.
"Look at you, begging for me." Rhys praises as he pulls out and pulls me apart further.
I feel empty without him inside me. He watches as he thrusts in and takes me.
My back arches up and my hand slips from behind my knee.
Before I can replace it, Rhys leans forward and pins my thighs up and open for him.
"Fuck, I'm going to come again." He says like he regrets it.
"Please baby, please fill me." I whine. "Can I jerk myself?"
His only answer is a growl and I'm not sure what that means. But when he spits and it lands perfectly on my cock I reach down and stroke myself roughly, matching my pace to his.
My body ignites and sweat breaks out across my skin.
"So fucking tight Duncan, a fucking perfect fit." Rhys grits out as he slams into me.
"Kiss me." I beg between breaths. I need more.
Rhys falls forward and we devour each other as our hips roll together and my hand aggressively strokes my cock.
I’m sinking and floating and my body ignites.
"Fuck, fuck!" I gasp as rope after rope of hot cum shoots onto my chest. I've never felt it come so hard before.
Rhys groans as his forehead falls to mine. He snaps his hips once, twice, and on the third I can feel the surge of his release along my inner walls.
Between heaving breaths we kiss, slowing our heart rates in tandem until we untangle ourselves. Rhys flops to the side, looking as spent as I feel. I turn to him and give him a little tap on the hip. "Let me help with that."
I work the plug out and toss it onto the bed behind me before curling up with Rhys in my arms.
"We need to clean up."
"Not yet." I murmur as I inhale the familiar earthy of him.
Ogasms definitely kill brain cells because I know we have things to talk about but my mind is blank. My eyes feel heavy with sleep, exhausted from sex and the lingering effects of a night spent tossing and turning.
But before I can doze off I squeeze his hip.
"We'll shower in a little bit, then we'll eat.
I have practice this afternoon, and after we'll have dinner together.
Over dinner we'll compare our schedules and figure out when we can see each other until my season ends.
Because then I'm going to follow you around like a lost puppy. "
He chuckles. "Sounds like a plan."
I kiss the back of his head before trying to tuck him under my chin. "This is the only time I wish you were a small delicate little thing."
He barks out a laugh. "What?"
"I want to tuck you under my chin right now, hold you. But you're this big, broad, man who is actually an inch taller than me and I don't like it when I'm trying to big spoon you."
"You've never admitted I'm taller before."
"And I won't do it again so remember this moment." I tease.
"How could I forget?" He whispers before turning back to me. He slides down the bed a few inches and tilts his chin up to me.
I smile and bring his lips to mine for a kiss, our bodies twisted around each other. It's tangled and messy and I hope it's anything but easy to separate.