Page 156 of Goodbye Note

“I wasn’t going to waste the time it took for you to open me up after not being fucked in more than a year. I’d much rather spend all weekend with you buried inside me.” I straddled his thighs but waited for him to make the first move. I loved when he took control.

“Maybe I wanted to take the time with my tongue in your ass.” He grabbed me by the dick, forcing me forward while his fingers teased across my taint.

The only response I had was a trembling groan. My head fell back, and I pushed into his hand, fucking myself in and out of it. We met in a burning kiss, and his fingers found my hole, swirling lube in a torturous massage without pushing inside.

“Fuck.” My voice hitched. “If you don’t put either your fingers or dick inside me, I’m going to fucking lose it.”

“I love when you’re desperate.”

“Arik.”

Pressure burned against my ring, and then his fingers were inside me.

FORTY-SIX

ARIK

I thrust further inside of him. He was so warm and unbelievably tight. I didn’t know how my dick would fit, and yet it jerked at the thought.

“I need more.” The sound came from his chest, laced with a groan, and he was already reaching between us, hand sliding around my cock.

My breathing hitched as he lined me up, lifting up enough to withdraw my fingers. I grabbed his ass, spreading him. He teased his hole over my head, looking into my eyes. “I’ve wanted this since the first night we met.”

“You’re lying.” I knew he wasn’t.

“I’d never lie to you.” He sank down.

I’m pretty sure I blacked out for a second at the immense tightness. Lightning flashed out the window, illuminating his face. His mouth opened in a silent moan. Electricity licked up my spine, creating fire everywhere we touched. Rain pelted into the windows as he took me inch by inch.

I grabbed his face, about to die if I didn’t taste him. Bliss shot between us, rocking me to my core. I’d never had sex like this.

“Fuck, you are so thick. I’ve been imagining how good you’d feel, and I wasn’t even close.” His tongue was at my lips, delivering his words.

I chased it, returning my own. “You are so tight.”

He sat the rest of the way down, and my grip tightened. Our mouths melted together while we rutted, finding a rhythm. His slick tip rubbed against my stomach.

I was wound so tight, I couldn’t think straight. But I knew I wanted to feel Varian come. I took him in my fist, stroking eagerly. He rose up in a moan, driving down, pushing my cock deeper. He was stretched with my girth, knees tightening around my thighs.

He rode me like that, keeping me all the way inside.

I burned up, nearly boiling over. Enveloped in the touch and taste of him. In his symphony of sounds. This was how it should be. I was so tied up in our ecstasy I began to fray, coming totally undone.

His lips rested at the cusp of my ear. “Fill me. I want it all.”

He rode me through it, taking every bit I had to give and then more. Bucking into my hand until I was raw, and he painted my chest.

He stayed like that for a long time.

Until our sweat cooled and we were sticky.

Another kiss. Slower this time.

We showered, marveling at the space in the giant walk-in.

When we finished drying, Varian grabbed my hand and led me to the door, picking up a blanket on the way.

“Where are we going? Has fucking me exploded your last brain cells?”

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