Page 22 of They Break Beauty

I shoved him up the bed so his legs were no longer half hanging off, then I pounced on him.

“No more thinking. Just feel,” I said, a moment before I descended on him with fervent, erotic licks, the stud in my tongue rolling over his pecs, down his chiseled abs, making him undulate beneath me.

“Damn, gorgeous,” he groaned, fisting a hand in my hair and angling me where he wanted me, getting into it.

Yeah, he loved it when I was all over him.

Rather than just down by his spread thighs and teasing his cock, he enjoyed being consumed, surrounded by the all-encompassing warmth of skin on skin, the feel of a hard body on his.

I took it further in the next second, rubbing my cock against his inner thigh.

He hissed at the sensation, his fingers tightening to a white-knuckle grip in my hair.

That’s right.

While he was immersed in that, I snatched up a condom packet I’d left on the sheets earlier, ripped it open, then rolled it down over my shaft.

Then I grabbed the bottle of lube that I’d used to tease his hole with my curling fingers earlier, and I made my cock nice and slippery.

I broke his hold in my hair and lifted my head as I rose up on him, sliding my cock along his that was now deliciously hard and straining for release.

I ground back and forth until his breathing was strained and ragged, then I teased his hole with my crown.

“Yes,” he gasped, rolling his hips and trying to take me in deeper. “Colt.”

I eased back and stroked his thighs up and down, staring into his beautiful espresso eyes that were now glazed with pleasure and rapidly escalating need.

“Love it when you whimper my name, darlin’.” I added more lube all over my shaft after I’d left a trail all over his when we’d ground together. “Are you gonna open your sweet ass to me, let me hit that spot nice and deep that makes your thighs shake?”

“Fuck, gorgeous, yeah,” he breathed. “Give me that big cock.”

I breached him, the pressure out of this world as he bore down around my tip.

The sensations were heightened by his eyes rolling back in his head and the way he bit his lip, a sexy groan rumbling from him.

“Ungh, Colt,” he uttered as I sank in deeper, real slow and easy, wanting him to feel every inch of me taking his hot ass.

I leaned in and nipped at his jaw, then licked away the sting. “That’s right, let it all go.”

“Fuck, yes,” he moaned as I pushed in the last couple of inches, then settled, waiting for him to adjust.

He turned his head and he licked my lips, then curled his tongue around mine, kissing me sensually, falling under the heady spell we always ended up immersed in when we came together like this.

The moment I felt his tight ass start to relax around my invading cock, I moved, sliding almost all the way out, then teasing him with shallow thrusts.

Our kiss became frantic and he bucked on the bed, reaching around and scratching my back, making me hiss at the awesome light pain coming into play against the pleasure.

He spread his thighs wider, wanting more, and I picked up my pace, taking it deeper until I was slamming into his sweet spot over and over.

“Ah! Fuck me. Fuck, Colt! Fuck!” he roared out into the room.

Goddamn, the way he was losing it had sharp spikes of pleasure assaulting my nerve endings all fucking over.

His reactions always took it to another level for me.

I snagged his hand and wrapped it around his cock, then moved our fingers together, fisting his cock roughly.

I power-fucked him up the bed.

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