Page 82 of His Secret

“God, Matías.”

“I love when you say my name like that.”

I pull away, getting on my knees as I spread him wider, watching my cock disappear into his ass.

“Stroke yourself for me,” I tell him. “I wanna watch you.”

His fingers wrap around his shaft, and he begins moving his fist up and down, his eyes on my body the entire time.

I thrust deeper, not moving too fast, but making sure he feels every inch of me.

“Yes, yes,” he chants, eyes closing.

My orgasm builds, teasing its appearance. His cock is soengorged, the tip a dark pink. His hand moves quicker, seeking the release.

“Yeah,” I breathe. “Your ass is so fucking perfect. Keep stroking. Make yourself come.”

He whimpers, sweat glistening along his hairline. “Matías.”

“Yes. Come for me. Let me see the mess you make.”

“Oh, god.”

My hips piston back and forth, my release inching closer and closer.

“I’m gonna come,” he says. “Oh, god. I’m come?—”

His words cut off when his orgasm hits and jets of white cum shoot out of him, pouring over his hand.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I groan, the visual bringing my orgasm forward. “Yes, yes. Ah. Fuck.”

I slam deep, the first spurt of cum filling the condom, then I pull out and rip it off, jerking myself so I can finish coming on him. Our releases mixing together on his skin.

“Oh, yes. Yes,” he cries, watching it happen. “Give it to me.”

When I’m done, I collapse next to him, trying to catch my breath as he does the same.

For the next couple minutes, we’re nothing but heavy breaths and curse words. When I think I can finally move again, I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom. After I pee and wipe myself off, I bring another wet rag to the room, taking the time to wipe the mess off his hand first, then his stomach and his cock.

He gives me a lazy smile. “That was…incredible.”

“I thought so, too.”

I toss the washcloth and lay next to him. He attempts to turn to his side, makes a face, then slowly continues.

“Ouch.”

I snort. “Sorry.”

“I’m not.”

This time I allow myself to run my hand over his cheek. “I’m glad.” Leaning forward, I plant a kiss on his lips.

“I’m gonna use the bathroom, then I’ll be back.”

I nod. “Okay. I’ll try not to fall asleep.”

He chuckles before getting out of the bed. Next thing I know, the bed dips next to me, and his arm wraps around my body.

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