Page 91 of The Protective Gryphen

If you didn’t get dirty during sex, what was the point? This was what it was all about.

Holding him still, he played with his nipples, and slowly stroked Ian’s rock-hard dick.

“Now that you got my cock, Ian, what are you going to do with it?” he asked, biting one of his nipples.

He moaned.

It was hard to think. He had so much cum in him, and Gryphen’s mouth was making him insane. Plus, he wanted to cum so bad.

He slapped Ian on the ass, and the man shook.

“Do you want to cum, Baby?” Gryphen asked.

Ian nodded, unable to speak. Gryphen had a death grip on his dick, and his erection was hardening again in his ass. He was filling him again.

“Please,” he whispered, finally.

“Then show me how you fucking ride a Marine,” he demanded, setting his dick and hips free.

Oh, and Ian rode.

He grabbed onto the headboard, and he undulated his body like a snake, making sure Gryphen’s dick felt every single inch of sliding in and out of his ass.

“Mmmmmm,” Gryphen whispered. “Someone’s going to have to work hard. I came a lot. Now, make me cum again,” he said.

As he slapped him on the ass again, Ian reacted by precum dripping from his dick.

With his fingers, Gryphen wiped it away and made Ian taste it.

He moaned.

“Yeah, Baby, this is how I do sex. We get dirty and we cross lines. You told me to be me. Now, bounce and make me cum.”

He kept moving, and the whole time, the sheer size of Gryphen’s dick hit that one spot, making his whole body react. If Gryphen touched his dick, he was cumming.

So the man didn’t.

A sheen of perspiration coated Ian’s body, as Gryphen leaned back, and watched his man work his dick. It was a beautiful sight, and he loved it.

He loved him.

Ian straddled his lap, and Gryphen watched his sexy bedmate take all of his dick.

Over and over again.

“Fuck!” Ian shouted. “I love your cock!”

Gryphen grinned, and teased the head of his dick with his palm and fist.

Ian was trying so hard to get him off, and Gryphen knew it would be like this. That’s why he came in his ass three times. He was enjoying the show.

“The things I want to do with you, Ian,” he admitted, making the man shake. “I want to bend you over, and fuck you so hard.”

Ian whimpered.

“Yes, please,” he begged. “Fuck me! Please, Gryphen!”

He shoved him off of his body, rolled, and put on his prosthetic. Then, he grabbed Ian by the bound wrists, and picked him up. Ian’s legs went around his hips, and he pressed him to the wall.

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