Page 41 of Secrets & Sake

“Your lips look so damn pretty around my dick. But I’d rather fill up that tight, perfect hole of yours. You want that?”

I moan around him, cock jerking in my pants. I’m already so close just from servicing him. If I don’t get him inside me, I’ll lose my mind. Pulling off his dick, I sit up and wrestle my pants off. Raiden cracks a grin, and I laugh hoarsely, knowing I must look as frantic as I feel.

“Lube’s in the end table.”

I find a bottle in the drawer and lube up his hard dick. Panting, I reach my fingers around and between my cheeks. Raiden growls his disappointment, but as I moan when I stretch myself open, his eyes darken with longing. Curling an arm behind his head, Raiden watches me like I’m a god of sex as I finger myself open.

When I’m ready, I straddle his hips and reach back to grab his cock. I sink down, breath catching as the wide head pushes into me. Raiden grabs my hips, fingers dimpling my skin. Gasps and pants escape us as I slowly lower myself onto his dick. The stretch is so intense, and the pressure inside me is so all-consuming that I forget how to breathe.

“That’s it, beautiful,” Raiden says, eyes lidded as he squeezes my hips. “You’re taking my cock so well.”

My dick jerks at his praise. I love pleasing him. I love how he fills me up, and not just in my body. He fills my soul, too, fills a space in me that was empty for so long.

“You feel so fucking good,” Raiden groans beneath me, palming my ass cheeks in appreciation.

I start to move up and down, head falling back and eyes closing in bliss. Raiden bucks his hips to meet me, pelvis smacking my ass. A pleasured groan punches out of me.

“Like that?” Raiden asks, a self-assured tilt to his full lips.

“Yes. Fuck. Do that again!”

He snaps his hips as I sink onto him until he’s buried as deep as he can go. The leather couch creaks beneath us as we move faster and faster. “Fuck. Hiro!” As Raiden moans my name, head back and eyes dark and lidded, euphoria surges through me. I did that.

My cock bounces up and down between us, and Raiden grabs it in a tight fist and strokes. It’s too much. I can’t take any more. My balls are so hard and tight, so I know I’ve only got seconds. “Say it. Please,” I whimper. “Tell me I’m yours.”

A low growl escapes Raiden as he curls a hand around my throat and squeezes protectively. “You’re mine, Sunshine. And I protect what’s mine. Don’t I?”

“Yes,” I whine, eyes rolling back as I bounce on his cock, mindless in my desire to cum. “Y-yours. I’m—I’m—”

My orgasm erupts, and I shoot off like a geyser, painting his chest and abs with my cum. I squeeze so hard around his dick that his every ridge and curve caresses my inner walls. He pulses inside me as he starts pumping round after round into me.

Gasping, I collapse into his arms, and he catches me. I roll off him so my back is to his chest. The couch isn’t big enough, especially since Raiden’s damn huge, but we make it work.

“Damn, baby,” I whisper, then freeze, face going hotter.

Raiden groans his agreement into my neck, then drops a kiss against my shoulder, not protesting the pet name.

“I did good, didn’t I?” I smile, knowing his answer.

Raiden grunts breathlessly and runs his soft fingers through my hair. “You were damn perfect, Sunshine.” He kisses my temple, and I laugh, feeling warm inside and out from his praise.

Rolling over to face him, I pepper kisses over his tattooed shoulders, tracing my lips from a temple on his shoulder to a dragon that runs down his biceps. “These are so sexy.”

Raiden chuckles. “You should get one. You’d look hot.”

“Yeah? Where?”

Grinning, he nips the shell of my ear. “My name and get it on your dick.”

I bark a laugh and smack his chest. “Only if you do yours first.”

We lapse into quiet, exchanging slow kisses and caresses. Rain sluices the windows and thunder rumbles, but being in Raiden’s arms is like I’m wrapped in a cocoon nothing can penetrate. A question comes to my mind. “Raiden?”

“Hm?” He runs his hand lazily down my side to pinch my butt.

I drag my fingers up his wrist, noting the delicate veins that twist beneath his fair skin, to play with his fingers. “Have you ever thought about leaving the yakuza?”

For a moment, he’s quiet, hand running over my chest thoughtfully. “All the time.” His voice is so soft, I might not have heard it over the rumble of thunder outside. “But it’s just not possible.”

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