Page 105 of Judging Duke

I hitched his leg around my waist and reached around to circle his hole, pushing in gently. He opened beautifully for me as always, quivering at my touch.

I pushed in further, watching him as he threw his head back, exposing his neck. How could I resist and I peppered it with kisses, letting him know how much he was loved.

Then it hit me. Had we ever said the words? We’d had such a hectic time of it, something always demanding our attention, I couldn’t remember if we ever had. I knew I did and had done for a while.

This seemed the perfect time to say it, but first, I needed to finish what I’d started.

“Let’s get back to the beach. I want to be inside you, and the sea isn’t the right place.”

“God, yes. I want that so much.” He said breathily, colour sitting high on his cheeks.

We ran back to shore, finally falling onto our towels, sand covering our wet bodies. This wasn’t going to go well, but I didn’t care, and I’m not sure Simon did either.

Grabbing a bottle of water from the bag we’d brought with us, I rinsed my dick, doing the same to his arse.

I glanced around us. There was no one around, but as night had now fallen, it was doubtful anyone would see anything.

The light from the full moon glinted off the calm sea; this was as romantic as it would get.

“Did you remember the lube?” Simon asked, rummaging through the bag.

“Yeah,” I said, lying on my back, my cock standing proud.

“Got it,” he said, flicking the cap and pouring a generous amount into his hand and reaching behind him.

I didn’t need any foreplay, completely ready to take him.

He knelt over rubbing the remainder of the lube into my dick, stroking up and down until I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Fuck, Simon. You’re so tight,” I said as he squatted over me, easing himself down slowly, taking every inch until he was fully seated.

“Dear God. I’ll never get enough of this.” He fell forward, his chest plastered against mine, his lips once again meeting mine.

Muted voices from above had us lying still, and I stared wide-eyed into Simon’s panic stricken face.

“Shush, if we lie quietly, no one will see us,” I said, more to reassure myself than him.

“No, I’m going to fuck you now. Keep quiet, though. I’d hate for us to be arrested. We’ve only just got here.” Fuck, it was risky but I was willing to do anything for him.

The voices receded, but he kept to his word, rocking back and forth, his arse clenching as he moved along my shaft.

He sat back, his dick erect between us, and I gripped it tightly, sweat making it slick.

Quickening his pace, he rocked back and forth, his face red. I loved watching him when we made love. Seeing his face as he fought for his orgasm. I was no different.

Wanting more, I gripped his arse and slammed him down on my dick—once, twice, one more time.

It wasn’t enough, needing to be deeper. I flipped him so he was on his back, his bent legs spread wide.

Gazing into his eyes, I pounded into him, neither of us able to bite back the noises forced from us, grunting with each thrust.

“I’m gonna come,” I said as quietly as I could, my voice strained at my impending orgasm.

“Do it. I’m waiting.” He gripped his thighs, opening his legs further.

His cock twitched as I shot my load, filling his arse with my warm spunk. Fuck he was amazing.

“If you’re gonna do it,” I managed to say, forcing the words out.

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