“If you want.”
“Yeah, I want. I want this fucking dick in my ass.”
He blushes even deeper and I hop off the bed, grabbing the lube from my bag before straddling him once more. I dribble some of it onto my fingers and work myself open, and at the same time, grab our cocks and shuttle my fist up and down both our hard lengths. We look so good together, pressed up against each other like this.
So different and yet so perfect.
“I’m negative. Can we fuck bare?” I rasp out.
“Oh. Yes. Yes, please.”
“So fucking polite,” I reply as I slide up his body a little more, slotting his wet cock at my hole and sinking down onto it.
His eyes roll into the back of his head as I fall onto him, thedelicious sting of his thick cock opening me up making my own dick leak in response.
“Yes, so good,” I murmur as I continue to work myself onto him.
His eyes are opening and closing, his hands grabbing onto my hips roughly. I know I’ll have bruises there tomorrow. But I want them. I want to remember this.
“Feel good?” I ask, and he nods.
“So good, Wren.”
I grin at him as I sink all the way down, my ass meeting his hips.
“So damn good.”
“Mhm,” he manages to moan, and I lean forward, kissing him softly.
“I’m gonna ride you now.”
“I won’t last,” he says, and I press a thumb to his bottom lip and meet his stare.
“We can do this as many times as you want.”
His eyelashes flutter and when I start to move, he keeps his gaze on me. I ride him slowly at first, his thickness and length almost painful, but as soon as I get going, pleasure seeps through me until I’m slapping down onto him, arching my back, and shuttling my fist over my cock in tandem.
And just like he said, he doesn’t last. He comes on a strangled yell of my name a minute later, his fingernails digging into my skin as he releases into me. The sight of him coming and the feel of his dick inside of me sets me off, and I come with a shout.
When we both catch our breath, I sag into his embrace, our bodies still connected in the best fucking way.
“I’m sorry,” he says and I bite down on his jaw, making him hiss.
“Don’t apologize. I liked it a whole fucking lot.”
I slide off his body and fall onto my back. Christian leans his head up slightly and looks down at his cock, still slick from lube, and then sits up. He shuffles down until he’s at my knees and he spreads my legs gently.
“Can I see?”
I let my legs fall open, exposing myself to him. He gently moves my balls into his palm and then presses his finger against my puckered hole, staring as his cum leaks out of me.
“I can’t believe my penis fit in there.”
“Your big cock sure did,” I clarify, and he grins at me.
“I want to do that again.”
“We can,” I say, already feeling myself trying to get hard.