Page 54 of The Bait

Harry lifted one foot, ripping at the laces. “Damn boots.”

Asher laughed and, reaching into Harry’s pants, pulledhis dick free. “Leave your boots on,” he said. “Leave your pants on. Fuck me like this.”

Harry seemed genuinely torn, but Asher reached for the lube, scooted up the bed, and began prepping himself. “Don’t make me wait, Harry.”

He kneeled on the bed, boots and pants still on, and crawled up Asher’s body, between his legs. Asher smeared his hole, slipping a fingertip in, then two, relishing the bite, the push.

Harry groaned. “That’s my job.”

“Then get over here and do it.” He poured more lube over his palm and slicked Harry’s cock. “You said you’d fill me to the brim.”

Harry gripped Asher’s ankles and pulled him down the bed a little, then pushed his knees up to his chest, leaning over him. “I’m gonna fill you,” he whispered, his cock at Asher’s hole. “With my cock, with my come.”

He pushed into him, Harry’s blunt cockhead breaching him in a long, slow push. The size of him still took Asher by surprise, that first push, that first slide in.

The intrusion, the overwhelming feeling of being taken, of being owned and claimed. It was everything Asher needed.

That one moment of focus, of clarity, his entire mind filled with nothing but this primal urge.

Harry groaned, his breaths shuddering until he slid all the way in. Asher’s back arched and he gripped Harry’s back, needing him to stay right there, to never move, to be that deep inside him forever. He couldn’t think of anything else in that moment, nothing else in the world existed, until Harry’s tongue invaded his mouth and he began the blissful tug of war inside him; cock and tongue, sliding in and pushing back in.

Then it was stimulation overload, too much and not enough at the same time.

Harry held him as he controlled this seesaw, giving him everything he needed. And this was what he needed. Not to be held down and fucked like he’d wanted earlier. This right here, this tender rocking, gentle yet so consuming...

Harry always knew what Asher needed, even when Asher didn’t.

And by god, he needed this.

Asher reached down to Harry’s ass, pushing his underwear over the swell of his ass cheeks, and slid his finger down his crack.

Harry groaned into Asher’s mouth, his rhythm faltering. Asher smiled into their kiss and Harry rewarded him with a sharp thrust back in. Punishment for toying with him really wasn’t punishment at all when it was what Asher wanted.

“Fuck, Asher,” Harry bit out. “You’re gonna make me come too fast.”

Asher groaned, his blood warming at the thought. “Fill me to the brim tonight,” he rasped. “You said you would.”

Harry shuddered and drove up into him. God, he was so big, Asher was so full of him, and as Harry began to thrust harder, his cock harder and with a final thrust, Harry rolled his hips as deep as he could go, and he came.

Asher felt the pulse, the rush of warmth, as Harry came inside him. Harry groaned, his neck corded with veins, with power.

When he collapsed on top of Asher, Asher held him, rolling his hips and relishing the feel of Harry softening inside him. Asher loved it all, feeling every bit owned and cherished as he was.

Harry moaned as he slipped out of him. “Jesus,” he breathed, collapsing onto the bed beside him. “I didn’t even make you come. Just gonna need a minute.”

Asher laughed, rolling on top of Harry’s back. He’d only meant to cuddle him, to feel close, to stay joined to him. But his erection pressed down the cleft of Harry’s ass, and it felt so good.

His pants were now around his thighs, keeping his legs together, making it a tight fit. “Fuck,” he hissed.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked. He didn’t move so he wasn’t bothered. But ass play really wasn’t something Asher had ever done with Harry.

They’d never had the need.

Asher was a greedy bottom, wanting nothing more than a good hard fuck, which Harry had always been only too happy to provide.

But this . . .

This was new, and Asher’s hips seemed to move on their own accord. The sensation on his cock too good, too pure to stop.

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