Page 171 of The Influencer

“Show me… Show me my pretty hole.”

He bites his lip coyly and slides his hands behind his knees, using his flexibility to put his cute, round, perfect ass on display, winking his opening at me. “Fuck,” I whisper—not sure I was ready for that. My body gives a jolt, and I let go of my cock so I don’t come all over his leg instead of inside him where I intend to.

He’s made plenty of room for me, and I take my place between his spread legs. Using my fingers, two and then three at a time, I stuff him with lube while he groans, and then with what’s left, I fist his cock and give it some slide, too. It thumps in my hand, and he lets out a sharp breath. “Ash… fuck…”

“What are the magic words, sweet thing?”

They tumble from his lips. “I love you. God, I fucking love you so much. It hurts.”

The unguarded proclamation hits me square in the chest, and for a second, I can’t breathe. I line my pierced tip up with his hole. As I lean forward to kiss him, my cock breaches his ass, and then I’m swallowed up in his heat all at once. I inhale his initial cry at the feel of being penetrated. I can only imagine what I feel like, and I’m guessing it takes some getting used to, but ever since we first fucked, Jade has only ever made me feel like one of the sexiest men alive, which, admittedly, added to his initial appeal given the situation I was in at the time.

“Okay?” I ask him.

“Yes. Kiss me.”

Easy.

I do, loving the way it feels to fuck his mouth as much as I love to fuck his ass. He gets his legs around me, and we become one undulating creature of lust. Even when I lift his back off the couch and pull his chest to mine, we don’t stop moving—we don’t stop kissing. He wrecks my hair with his hands as he groans through each synchronized movement of our hips. We’re fucking perfect together. At least I think so.

Every stroke brings me higher, deeper, until we’re moving at a frantic pace. His cock is smashed between our abs, and between the precum he’s pouring and the sweat we’re building up, everything is slippery and delicious between us. I eat at his mouth in uncoordinated licks and bites, unable to hold back my increasingly fevered grunts of attempted restraint. I’m so close, though.

I hadn’t meant to fuck him like the world was burning down around us. I’d been thinking I’d take my time to savor every miraculous inch of him, but here we are, and here I fucking come…

I do my best to make it sound like I’m doing it on purpose. “Want me to come for you, sweet thing? Feel what you do to me? How goddamn hot you make me just by breathing?”

He clutches me tighter, his mouth against my cheek, hot air gusting from it as we fuck like someone’s got a gun to our heads, and all we have to do to survive is orgasm. “Yes…” He kisses my cheek. “I want you to fill me up. I want all your cum in my ass.”

I clench my hands around his bouncing butt cheeks. “Whose ass?”

“Your ass. Fill up your ass with all my sweet, sticky cum. I need it. I need you. Every fucking drop of you.”

Heat licks up my spine and my balls detonate, shooting my load directly into him in pulse after pulse of maddening contractions. I can’t help but vocalize everything—it’s the hardest I’ve ever come—even with him—and it’s endless. The roar of my own rushing blood fills my ears, and distantly I hear him cry out—that helpless whine I could eat for breakfast—the one that fills me with so much goddamn satisfaction I wonder how I ever went a day without hearing it.

More heat, more slick, throbs out between us as he shatters in quaking bursts.

Furiously, we seek out each other’s mouths, tearing hairs loose from our heads to maybe see if our tongues can come like our dicks just did.

Maybe they can’t, but the searing kiss keeps us both at the height of pleasure for longer than I personally have ever been until I’m pretty sure I’ve reached the next plane of existence.

His body gives one, final, wracking shudder in my arms before he slumps weakly against me, his mouth falling away from mine in an effort to catch his breath.

I ease up on the grip I’ve got on him while I attempt to do the same.

He bites my shoulder. “Mine,” he murmurs.

I huff a laugh. “No shit.”

“Your fourth stud by the way? That’s the magic one. From both directions.”

I smile and close my eyes, loving him so much, it’s stupid. “Fourth from the tip?”

“That’s the one. I can write some references for it, if you ever need it for your job. You know, if someone’s being wishy-washy about how they want to go about their dick piercings.” He sounds like he’s drunk, but I get the gist.

With no desire to let go of him, I manage us both until we’re on our sides with one of his legs wrapped around my hip. Unfortunately, my cock slides out of his ass in the process, but I take the opportunity to replace it with two fingers to feel what I left there for him. He hums and squirms his enjoyment, so I linger there and play with my hole.

“There’s probably still time for you to go to the party,” Jade says, his voice soft and sweet.

“How am I gonna do that? Swim out to the yacht?”

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