Unbuckling my jeans, he realized I didn’t wear boxers.
“You went commando,” he breathed out.
I nodded. “I had plans.”
“Perfect,” he whispered, reaching for me, but I whipped his hands away, then got naked, lubing my dick before fingering him again.
He was hard, dripping pre-cum onto his stomach. “Are you ready?”
He smirked. “I was born ready, bad boy. You don’t scare me.”
I hoovered over him. “Not even when I’m gonna take you apart?”
He shook his head. “No, because I know you’ll also put me back together.”
That I would do. I lined myself up with him, pushing his knees against his chest while I carefully moved into him.
He stiffened, but then focused on me, drew me in so I could kiss him, and eventually I bottomed out.
“No longer a virgin. Yay,” he said breathlessly against my lips, and I couldn’t help the surprised chuckle that escaped my lips.
“No,” I agreed. “Are you ready for me to move?”
He nodded, no longer taking, and I brushed a sweaty curl from his forehead. “Damn, little prince, you are beautiful.”
Rhodes snorted. “Don’t get romantic now. I expected a pounding, Kaden.”
Jesus, this guy.
I leaned back, shifting until I had a deeper, better angle, then I started to pull out and push back in, constantly watching his face.
He was moaning, whimpering and begging, his hands curled into the sheets beneath us while I gave him exactly what he’d asked for.
His hole was tight, hugging me better than anyone else could, and I lifted his legs higher, having him cry out.
“Kaden, there. Exactly there!”
I hit the spot again, and a third time, and felt him trembling underneath me already. How many times had he played with his toys that this was so easy? “You are a naughty boy,” I whispered against his ankle.
“Yes. Horny for you. Always horny for you,” he babbled, his dick bobbing between us until I reached for him and started stroking him in the rhythm of my trusts.
I felt his orgasm coming before he could warn me, and I made sure to help him ride out the waves one by one, faster, harder, more, until he collapsed breathlessly underneath me.
Two more trusts and I was there with him, coming in hot spurts inside of him.
Thank fuck we’d gotten the safety-talk out the very first day of this arrangement because the thought of him filled with my cum made me want to him.
I slipped out of him and then crossed over to the tiny bathroom, grabbing a cloth to first clean myself, then him.
Afterward I threw it to the ground, then pulled him into my arms. “Are you okay?” I asked, aware of how close I’d been to have him walk away from me, thinking I was the worst of humankind.
He kissed my chest, rubbing his nose along the skin, then swung a leg over my hip until he was laying on top of me.
“You know,” he started, “my list is forever long. I still have so many things I want to experience.”
I blinked, unsure where this was coming from. “Okay?”
“Yes, and I know where we’re going,” he then said.