Page 206 of Finding Delaware

Placing my hands on his chest, I gently push him back until he’s lying flat on the bed. “No. I want to feel you. All of you.”

From the way his breath quickens, that was the correct answer. Lifting his knee, I move my hips forward slowly, filling him one inch at a time. The intention here is to let him adjust to my size, but Huck shocks the hell out of me by grabbing my waist and forcing me forward.

“Fuck,fuck, oh my god.” I bottom out in one quick thrust, pelvis hitting hot skin, his asshole strangling my cock so tight that I lose strength in my arms and collapse on topof him.

“Move, goddammit,” he barks through clenched teeth, and I lift my head to glare at him.

“If I move, I’ll come. Jesus Christ, Huck, what the fuck was that?!”

Instead of responding, he wraps his arms around my middle and rolls his hips, crushing me to his chest while he fucks himself on my dick. I’m so gone to the pleasurable heat that all I can do is bite down on his shoulder and try to fight for control. It’s frenzied and desperate, both of us battling to dominate the other with each thrust and groan, bodies gliding together.

With a growl, he flips us over, pinning my arms above my head while he rides me into oblivion, the feel of his heavy cock slapping against my abs sending me over the edge.

“God, Huck, I’m gonna...”

He takes my bottom lip between his teeth as I come with a shout, pumping him full of cum. Once I go limp, he lifts himself off and turns me onto my stomach, diving his face between my cheeks.

“Mmm, I missed this ass,” he moans, tonguing me open while I whimper into the pillow. A cold sensation slides down my crease as he coats my hole with lube before pushing his cock inside, leisurely fucking me while he gently wraps a hand around my throat. I’m so overstimulated that I mumble incoherently and try to squirm away when he pegs my prostate, but Huck is having none of that. He presses me into the mattress as he moves in and out, torturously slow.

“I’m so close, baby. You’re taking me so good.” His lips trail the back of my neck and shoulder blades,adding to the sensations sending my nervous system into overdrive. “Just a little longer.”

“Huck, I-I can’t–”

“You can. Such a good boy for me.”

The sounds coming out of my mouth are fucking feral, something between a whine and a snarl clawing its way out when another orgasm rocks through me, spilling in between my body and the sheets. Huckslee shudders, groaning as he finds his own release, slowing while his cock pulses inside of me. He collapses once he’s spent, rolling us to the side without pulling out so that we’re spooning, and I swear we both pass out for a solid thirty minutes.

It’s not until BB honks for food from her cage that we eventually stir, and I languidly stretch out my sore legs with a sigh. “Well, that was...”

“That was flip fucking,” Huck breathes drowsily into my hair, slipping out now that he’s gone soft. “I think I see the appeal now.”

“We’re definitely doing that again. Once I can move.” At his responding snort, I twist around to crack open an eye at him. “Are you feeling okay?”

He nods, humming contentedly as he snuggles closer. “Your big dick made my ass hurt.”

“Hey, I wanted to take it slow, butsomeonegot impatient.”

There’s no answer, only loud snores in my ear, so I roll around to shake him awake.

“No sleeping. We need to shower and feed the bunny. And change the sheets.”

“Too tired,” he mumbles, his curls a sexy mess as he turns his head into the pillow. “Give me a sponge bath.”

“Like a nurse?”

“Mmm, you would look pretty hot in a nurse’s dress.”

With a scoff, I open my mouth to deny it, but why the fuck is my dick twitching at the idea?

“Yeah, we can unpack all of that later, but I really want a shower right now.”

Reluctantly, he lets me tug him off the bed, grabbing food for BB while I get the shower going. Once we’re both under the spray, we scrub each other quickly, too exhausted to do anything more than kiss, and then we’re crawling back into bed under the fresh sheets.

Laying on our sides, we face each other as I trace the skin around his tattoo. “I can’t believe you did this.”

“Why not? You have my name on you already.”

I scoff as he kisses my inked knuckles. “Yeah, but I usually just tell people it says ‘fuck'. There’s no hiding yours.”

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