Page 98 of Hate Me

And then I was ramming two thick fingers in and out of his tight hole like an unhinged thing, making him really feel me.

It had him grabbing at his cock, fisting it brutally.

I angled my fingers and he roared as I hit his sweet spot.

I showed no mercy, stabbing at it, twisting my fingers as I pulled out, then plunged back in again, hitting it dead on each time, until he was roaring out into the room and fucking shuddering for me.

“Caleb… fuck… ungh…” His words were cut off by me grinding harder all over his face, smothering him with my balls and cock, basically riding his cheek and mouth.

I reached over and played with his balls, flicking then rolling them between my fingers as I drove in and out of his ass, working his body to my will.

“Mmm… fuck… fuck!” he roared, his muscles locking a second before he came, spurting all over his own neck, chin, and lips.

I ripped my fingers from his ass, then shoved them into his mouth, forcing him to taste himself. He slurped them up greedily, gagging for me as I drove deep down his throat, his body convulsing from it.

It was the final straw for me, watching him take it. Fuck, watching him take everything I’d dealt out upon him.

It was several levels beyond exhilarating.

A fucking revelation was what it was.

I pulled my fingers free, then straddled his head and shoved my cock down his throat. Grasping his head, I skull-fucked him, completely losing it as his throat worked and struggled to take me at such a brutal angle. He spread my ass open, making me jolt. And then his thumbs popped inside my hole.

“Fuck!” I yelled out, jackhammering his throat.

He squeezed me deep over and over.

His thumbs pushed further into my ass then twisted.

The burning pain slamming up against all the rest had me losing it.

“Swallow. Swallow it down,” I choked out a second before I pulled my cock out, rested it on his tongue, then exploded, my cum coating his tongue and spilling down his throat.

He took it all, then licked his lips clean, then smirked up at me.

I pulled back, then dove on him, and licked up all his spilled cum from earlier.

His hands were all over me as I cleaned him off, moaning as I swallowed down his taste.

As soon as I was done, he lurched up and snagged my arm, pulling me down beside him on the bed. His legs wrapped around mine, holding me to him.

We propped ourselves up on our sides with our elbows as we faced one another, both blissed out and panting as we basked in the afterglow.

“You took that so fucking well,” I said, gazing at him in wonder.

“You were expecting some pushback?”

“I was expecting you to take back control about two minutes in.”

“I didn’t feel the need. Succumbing to your attentions was exhilarating.” He reached out and stroked my hip, drawing soft, slow circles. “The moment you started taking the lead, I realized how much I needed it.”

“To let go?”

“Yes.”

I played with his hair. “With all the weight you’re taking, that makes a lot of sense.”

“I want to make this a bigger part of us.”

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