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“Oh, well, yes. Okay, carry on then,” he mumbled. His cheeks had turned pink, but I could see the small smile lifting the corners of his mouth.

I retrieved the condom from the pocket of my pants and quickly slid it down my length then climbed back on the table, pressing his legs together and straddling his thighs. After slicking myself with the oil, I leaned over him and began thrusting my cock through the snug cavern of his thighs, the head sweeping across his eager hole with every forward thrust.

When he began to beg again, I moved into position and pressed the head of my cock to his tight opening. “Are you ready for me?” I asked through clenched teeth.

“Yes, yes, please.”

I pushed inside, the stubborn ring of muscle eventually giving in to my insistent cock. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I was enveloped in his welcoming heat. The closed position of his legs made his ass hug my cock that much tighter and I wondered if it was possible for a person to die from pleasure. If so, I was a goner for sure.

After a few minutes, I pulled out. “Get on your hands and knees,” I panted.

Topher moved quickly into position, licking his lips as he watched me over his shoulder, the blue-green of his eyes merely a thin ring around his blown pupils. I held his gaze as I slid inside him in one fluid motion. I heard him let out a stuttered breath as I started rocking into him, adjusting the angle of my hips and hitting that sweet spot deep inside him. My thrusts turned frantic as I neared the end and my fingers dug into his hips as I fought to hold on.

The fast, jerky movement of his arm told me that he was pumping his own cock and the image of that had me right on the brink. Securing my arm around him, I lifted him until he was on his knees, his back pressed firmly against my chest. My hand flattened across the smooth planes of his chest and the other pushed his hand away, wrapping my own fist around his cock instead.

With a few quick strokes, he came, spilling over my hand and shooting across the table. I followed just a few short seconds later, coming with a loud roar as my orgasm burned through me like a raging inferno. Spent, we collapsed onto the table, our breaths coming in ragged little bursts.

Topher turned his head and gave me a lazy grin. “Best. Night. Ever.”

I grinned back at him, my heart warming in an entirely different way. I wanted to spend the rest of my life making him this happy. “It’s not over yet. If we can manage to stand, I’ll draw us a warm bath.”

“Hmmm. Okay, but I think we better take the food in with us. We’re going to need our strength for round two.”

I laughed as he waggled his eyebrows at me. “Oh, you think there’s going to be a round two, do you?”

Topher rolled over and kissed me, long and slow. “I’d almost bet on it.”

“You’re going to be the death of me,” I chuckled, my cock already beginning to stir with the new attention.

“Perhaps. But what a way to go,” he teased.

I reached down and tickled his side and he gave a yelp as he jumped off the table and ran to the bathroom. The sound of his laughter floated in the room and I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face. What a way to go, indeed.

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