Page 20 of Hate Me

“Right there with you,” I said, walking back behind him and watching as he pushed two fingers into his delicious ass and worked himself open, slicking his hole with the lube.

I ran my hands over his muscled ass. “Good boy, get yourself nice and slippery to welcome my cock.”

He groaned at my words and started finger-fucking himself, losing control.

I snatched his wrist and yanked his fingers free, making him whimper.

“Be still,” I told him, slapping his hand away.

He placed it back down on the bed beneath him, then stuck his ass up higher in invitation.

I spread his left ass cheek open, exposing his winking hole again, all wet and dripping, and so fucking needy.

Then I lined my cock up and pushed inside.

He grunted as I worked my crown past the tight ring.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” he was panting as I eased through into his warmth.

I held there, enjoying his whimpers as I made his muscles convulse around my cock head, making him really feel me.

And then I sank inside, driving a good few inches into his depths.

“Ungh, yeah, that greedy ass is taking my cock so well.”

“Fuck, Cal. More. Give me fucking more.”

I grinned and started fucking him with slow, shallow thrusts, opening him for me, my eyes rolling back in my head as he clenched down around my shaft so beautifully.

“Jesus, you’re a fucking tease,” he choked.

I chuckled darkly. “Can’t have you getting ahead of yourself and coming too soon. This is going all night.”

“Please, I can get it back up in minutes. Just fuck me, Cal. Really fuck me.”

“And you’ll be my ass slut for the whole night?”

“Jesus Christ, yes! All fucking night long!”

I reached over and yanked on his hair. “Say it.”

“Fuck me like a motherfucking animal, Cal,” he pleaded. “Get that big cock nice and deep. Fill me up with that hot cum. I want it dripping down my thighs, then you fucking it right back inside where it belongs.”

“Fuck,” I groaned.

In the next second, I dug my fingers into his hips, then I let loose, pounding into him like a machine, the force of every thrust driving him up the bed. Rapid-fire, punishing, and goddamn brutal.

Both our cries of pleasure were filling the room, sounding all around us, bouncing off the fucking walls.

He pushed back against me in his building need, slamming his ass right against my balls, then grinding. Hell, yes.

“Yeah, fuck back on me like the whore you are for me, babe!”

“Rougher, Cal! Harder! Give me everything!”

Hell, the guy could take a lot.

And that was exactly what I gave him.

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