Page 37 of Fracture

“Just one time,” I tell him again, and he nods. I wrap a hand around his cock, and he groans, his hips jerking almost involuntarily, to grind himself against my palm. “Is that good?”

He nods, his hand bracing around my neck to draw me in for another searing kiss, and he tries to take the condom packet from my hand.

“Let me.” I tear it open with my teeth, and reach down to roll the condom over his thick length. He wraps his hand around my dick, and I hiss out a breath. He continues to stroke me gently, making it hard to focus on what I’m doing as desire blurs everything else.

“Fuck.” I finish putting the condom on, and grip his jaw hard in my hand. “Do not be gentle.”

He eyes me uncertainly. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

I nip at his jaw, and he gasps, arching against me. “Yes, you do,guapo,” I breathe against his ear. “And I want you to. Now, do not be fucking gentle.”

Something flares in his eyes, and I can see I’ve unlocked something inside him, the confident Levi Fenton who knew he could have whoever he wanted with just a flash of a smile. His mouth curls in a lust-filled grin, and with rough hands he rolls me onto my stomach, hitching me up onto my knees.

“You want it to hurt, pretty boy?”

I groan as cool drops of lube run over my skin, and Levi works it up and down with the tip of his cock.

“Yes.”

“Good.” More cold lube, and then he slowly presses into me. He halts, and goosebumps break out over my back. He inchesinside me, slowly, too fucking slowly for me. I buck my hips, trying to push back onto him, but he holds me steady.

“Slow down for me, and I’ll fuck you like the good boy you are.”

My head falls between my arms, and I press my cheek against my bicep as he inches inside me. It’s pleasure and pain, all balled up together with the shame and delight of what we’re doing. He’s finally inside me, but I remind myself this is just once. One time, just to get us out of this funk.

He lets out a guttural moan as his hips finally sit against my ass, and he reaches around to stroke me with his slick hand. He’s so big, filling and stretching me in a way that feels like punishment and salvation at the same time.

Just this once. Just one time.

He punches his hips forward, and I moan loudly.

“Jesus, Levi.”

“Quiet, pretty boy.” His fingers stroke down my spine as he starts to fuck me. “We wouldn’t want the neighbors to hear us while I fuck this tight little hole of yours.”

His words set my veins alight. Of course Levi is into dirty talk. Cocky Levi Fenton, talking dirty while he fucks his best friend’s ass in his sister’s perfect little house. I clench my eyes closed, pushing away the image of Stella walking in right now, the horror on her face.

No. She never has to know. I’m willing to be Levi’s dirty secret and for him to be mine if it means we can just go back to being us, if we can find our way back to a regular life.

“Fuck, pretty boy, you know how good you look right now?”

The praise draws me back into the moment, into savoring the strokes of Levi’s cock inside me. His hands dig into my hips, hard and huge, holding me as he fucks me without mercy. I’m not going to last long. Not when it feels this good, not when I just need to fuckingfeel.

“Harder,” I beg over a rasping breath. “Fuck, I need to come.”

Levi obliges with a harsh grunt, rutting into me ruthlessly. My hands dig into the sheets, and I hiss and curse, my body taut with desire, my orgasm sending a white hot bolt to the base of my spine. With a choked moan, I explode, lashing the bed with one hot rope of cum after another, riding out the sensation as Levi continues the relentless rhythm of his hips.

I keep coming, and coming, the sounds coming from Levi now almost animalistic and desperate. With a sharp hiss and a tensing of his body against mine, he shudders, and he comes hard, dragging his fingers over my hips and down my ass to claw into my thighs.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “Fuck. Fuck.” He slumps onto my back, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Fuck.”

“So good you can’t say anything else, huh?” I laugh, trying to catch my breath, and Levi nods against my heated skin.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

I don’t tell him how long I’ve wanted to do it. That would violate the rule that this is a one time thing. He doesn’t need to know I’ve been lusting after him. That won’t help anyone.

He pulls out of me gently, and I tear the soiled sheet aside before I lower myself onto the bed. He flops down on his back, the condom still sheathing his mostly hard cock. He tucks a hand behind his back and looks over at me.

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