Page 61 of Say Uncle

“Nope. Hands-free, Mattie-boy.”

I broke through his resistance, sinking balls deep in his tight heat. Goddamn, his ass was on fire, literally burning my cock.

“Christ, baby. So fucking good.”

He was sweating, like me, and I brushed my lips across his damp skin, nipping the folds at the back of his neck between my teeth.

“Fuck me good and hard.”

Hooking my feet around his calves, I leveraged my weight against his body so I could thrust into him savagely, snapping my hips fast and hard. He grunted each time I pushed into him, cursing and urging me on.

I felt my orgasm rushing up fast to claim me, and I panicked, not wanting this to end so soon. He protested when I slipped from his body.

“Turn over, baby.”

“What? Wait! I was so close.”

“I know,” I chuckled. “That’s why I stopped. I don’t want to rush.”

“Orgasm denial? You’re fucking sadistic.”

“That’s not what this is.”

“What is it then?”

“This is me loving you.” I slipped back inside and had to pause from the overwhelming sensation of his ass squeezing my cock in a chokehold. But more than that, was the feeling in my chest, a feeling of rightness, like his body was home for me.

For a minute, I just lay still, listening to the sound of his heart beating beneath my cheek, feeling him clench around my shaft.

“Sam?”

Raising my head, I looked into his dark lust-drunk eyes and took a deep, steadying breath.

“I love you, Mattie-boy.” His eyes popped open wide, his mouth gaping. I chuffed at his expression. “I love you,” I repeated, stroking my fingers through his sweaty hair. Then I buried my face in his neck so I didn’t have to see his expression.

I started moving my hips again, sliding slowly in and out of his body, and it seemed Mattie forgot all about my declaration as his breathing picked up,coming in short, fast pants. He wrapped his legs around my waist, digging his heels into my ass, his fingers tightening in my hair.

“Oh, God, yeah. I—” He must be close, even though I’d just started up again. “I love you too, Sam. Sir. I love you too.”

Not what I thought he was going to say.

I paused again, searching his face. “You do?”

“Yeah, just fuck me. We can talk about it later.”

I collapsed against his chest, my forehead pressed against his as I laughed. He sounded a lot like Nicky. I went to work, loving him so good, with deep, long strokes that brushed his prostate with each pass.

“Fucking Christ, Sam!”

Tell me about it.He felt incredible. And even though I wanted it to go on and on, I couldn’t last much longer. It just felt too good.

I love you too.The words bounced around inside my head as I finished him off, bringing us both to the edge.

We came at the same time, which never happened. Mattie spilled his seed between our bodies, making a sticky, slippery mess, and I filled his ass with my load.

I collapsed on him again, and we just lay there for the longest time, softly stroking each other, not saying a word. I listened to his breathing even out, stroking my fingers through his hair, brushing damp strands from his forehead. His fingers skated down my spine,tracing over my shoulder blades. He rubbed his foot down my calf.

“Say it again,” he whispered.

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