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It took me three tries to open the damn thing, and every time, Faise laughed harder, so hard, the bed was shaking underneath us.

“You need help, baby?” he chuckled.

I flipped him off and then, finally, flipped the cap open.

His throaty laughter echoed in the room. It made my dick hard and my pulse race. Needing inside him now, I slicked up my cock. My erection was so hard, I was lightheaded. I pushed one thick finger inside him, watching his tight pink hole take me in.

“Fucking shit, that’s sexy,” I groaned.

“Ngh. Yes,” Faise whispered and pushed his ass back.

I slid another finger in, stretching him, fucking him until he was begging.

“I’m ready,” he panted.

“Not yet,” I replied, and added a third finger.

I had a big dick (not to brag, but yeah) and there was no way I was going to rush this part of the process. I wanted to make it as good for him as he’d made it for me. And knowing that Faise didn’t bottom often, I wanted to be sure he was prepped enough. He came first.

Once I’d added more lube, and the glide was easier, we were good. I used one hand to push his head and shoulders down to the mattress, holding him there. At this angle, his ass was all mine, his tight hole a temptation that I was not going to resist.

“This good?” I asked, wanting to be sure that he was okay with being held down.

“Hottest fuck of my life and you haven’t even gotten inside of me yet,” he replied, his answer muffled by the duvet.

I slid my other hand over his ass, memorizing the feel of his skin under my heated palm. Fuck, Faise was smooth all over. I notched the head of my dick to his pretty hole, and I watched as his ass swallowed me up. And without the barrier of the condom, the heat around my cock was unreal.

“Oh God,” Faise whimpered. “More, Ronin. Give it all to me.”

“I wish you could see how beautiful you are.”

Faise moaned, shifting, spreading his legs wider.

“And your ass around my bare cock is just incredible.”

Gripping his hips tightly, I punched my hips forward, rocking into him. Every time I thrust, the headboard rattled against the wall, making a loud racket. Shit. The last thing I needed was my bodyguard breaking down the door.

Just the thought of anyone else seeing Faise’s body like this, hearing his moans of pleasure, had my possessive streak running hotter.

I rutted in and out, setting a punishing pace, fucking into him. It was too good and I knew I wasn't going to last long. Sweat trickled down my face and my neck, my chest. I was panting like I was running a goddamn marathon. Or like I did at the end of our performances when I would run across the stage.

But this high was one that could never, ever, be duplicated.

I slid one hand down around Faise’s hip and gripped his leaking cock in in my hand. I tried to time my thrusts while stroking him off, but I was too far gone. I pulled Faise back against me as I fucked into him in a frantic rhythm. He cried out my name, and begged me to go harder, faster. Begging me for more.

His body shuddered, and his dick jerked in my hand, hot cum lashing my skin. Pleasure knocked the breath right out of me as I gyrated against his ass, coming deep inside him.

And when I looked down and saw my cum dripping out of his ass, around my dick?

I’d never seen anything sexier.

Pulling out of him gently, I scooted back down the bed and leaned down to lick his hole. Faise jolted, let out another needy groan, and then collapsed on the bed. I kissed my way up his body. He glanced over his shoulder, and I didn’t hesitate to take his lips in a mauling kiss. Tasting him and my cum. So dirty. So delicious.

“What the hell was that?” he asked me when we finally came up for air.

“That was years of edging. Give me a minute, and we’ll try for round three.”

I blanketed his body with mine, unable to move an inch.

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