Page 22 of Spite Crush

“Because you’re so heavy,” I corrected him, grinning down at him.

“Maybe we should just stop talking now,” he suggested, gripping the back of my neck in his huge palmand pulling me down to kiss him again.

That was fine with me. It felt as if we’d been talking for hours already.

I reached blindly for the lube I’d tossed to the bed earlier, but my hand just kept finding more and more blanket. With an annoyed groan I broke the kiss and turned my head to look for the bottle, but it wasn’t there anymore.

“Really?” I whispered, pushing myself up on Zak’s chest and swiveling my head around.

“It’s right here,” he said, his tone thick with amusement as he slapped it into my hand. “Do you lose things often?”

“I told you not to ask me those kinds of questions,” I reminded him as I rose to my knees between his legs and opened the cap. “Now shut up and roll over.”

He maneuvered his way around to his stomach, spreading his thighs further apart on either side of my knees and I stared down the length of his perfect body, not sure where I wanted to touch him first.

And then I froze, the lube bottle forgotten as my gaze locked on three small freckles on Zak’s left shoulder. The dark flecks looking almost out of place against the smooth, even skin around it. My mind seemed to short circuit, unable to split attention from those freckles and the fact that I was about to be balls deep in the man’s ass.

The need to name those little spots overwhelmed me and options flitted through my mind as if it were turning pages of a book. The distraction too much to ignore until Zak’s voice broke my trance.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I said, still staring at his shoulder. “Can’t a man just enjoy the moment?”

“You’d enjoy it more if you’d get on with it,” he insisted.

“So bossy,” I complained as I leaned over him and ran my tongue over his freckles, the motion pressing my entire body against the length of his back, and suddenly my brain released its fixation on them, returning in full force to the rest of him as he arched up into me, pressing his ass against my erection.

I sat up again, opening the lube and pouring it over the fingers of my right hand before closing it and laying it next to Zak’s hand on the bed in hopes that he’d be able to keep track of it for me in case I needed it again later.

“God, your ass is perfect,” I said softly as I ran one slick finger over his tailbone and between his ass cheeks.

“You should feel it from the inside,” he insisted.

“Oh, don’t worry,” I said as I circled the pad of my index finger over his hole. “I will.”

He moaned softly as I slid my finger inside of him, my erection twitching as his tight heat gripped my digit and seemed to suck it deep inside. I desperately wanted to feel that muscle around my shaft, but refused to give into the impatience that was plaguing Zak. Which was clear by the way he was bearing down against my hand, trying to get more of a finger that just wasn’t available to him.

I drew my finger free then pressed back with two, spreading him wider, sliding harder until a gasp escaped his throat and I turned myhand, spinning my fingers to press against his prostate and changing that breathless sound to a very deep groan.

“You like that?” I asked, repeating the motion.

“Fuck. Yes. More. Please.” His words came out short, clipped and harsh as he moved against me, forcing me to full out finger fuck his asshole.

“Do you want a third or do you want me?” I asked, leaning over him to whisper against his ear.

“You,” he said quickly. “I want you.”

I pulled free from him and grabbed the bottle of lube again, pouring a generous amount into my palm before sliding it gently over my cock.

“Come up to meet me,” I said, reaching under him to urge him to his hands and knees. “Tell me if I hurt you.”

“Someone’s full of themselves.”

“You’re about to be full of me,” I reminded him as I pressed my tip against his entrance and slowlypushed inside of him. “Stretched so wide around me.”

“Yes,” he hissed as he canted back toward me, forcing me deeper.

I let him, allowing his body to suck me inside until we were fully connected, my shaft completely buried in his ass, his muscles spasming tightly around my shaft as they adjusted to me being inside of him.

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