Page 53 of Inevitable

“Shit!” I gasped, not expecting the sudden movement.But fuck, if that wasn't totally hot…

“Jesus Christ baby, your ass is so fucking perfect,” Bash groaned, palming my ass cheeks and pulling them apart. I had never felt so exposed or vulnerable before, but when I heard Bash's low, lustful moan as he stared straight up my center, I couldn't find it in me to care. He wanted me, and that was all I needed.

“You still have clothes on…” I pouted, annoyed that I still hadn't seen him tonight in his fully naked glory. He laughed softly, spanking me on my right cheek. I jerked from the touch, moaning at the fiery tingle that spread from that point of contact.

“Do you need my cock, baby? Are you greedy for me, is that it?” Bash growled seductively behind me, and his dirty words kick started my dick again.

“Shit yes, Bash…I need all of you. Take them off, please,” begging him for the umpteenth time tonight for everything he had to give me. He stood up, the bed dipping as he moved. I twisted my head to watch him unveil that stunning body of his. His chest was sculpted beauty, but the real wonder laid below…

He tucked his thumbs in the waistband of his sweatpants, and slowly, teasingly pushed them down to the ground. When he saw my eyes narrow in annoyance, he smirked at me again and reached for the top of his boxer briefs. They came down just as slowly as his pants, but this time his hardened cock sprang free from the constraints and the tip glistened with precum.

I swallowed reflexively, dying for a taste of him again. The memory of it haunted me, and I wanted to know what it would be like to drink down everything he had to give me. As if he read my thoughts, Bash shook his head and snickered lightly. “Don't even think about it…I have other plans for where my cum is going tonight.”

The breath caught in my throat, and my heartbeat accelerated to dangerous levels at the promise in his eyes. Finally, he climbed back on the bed, kneeling behind me with his legs straddling my thighs. I heard the soft click of the lube lid, and I tensed up slightly. Of course, Bash noticed and ran a hand soothingly up and down my back.

“Relax, sweetheart…I promise not to do anything you're not comfortable with, alright?” he said gently, his voice calm and loving. It was a balm for my anxiety, and I relaxed under his comforting strokes.

“I trust you, Bash,” I reassured him, and he placed a gentle kiss to my shoulder blade.

“Don't worry, baby…I've got you,” he whispered as I felt a cold, wet finger trail down my crease. I gasped at the unexpected sensation, but Bash just pressed more kisses to my upper back as his finger continued down to my hole. He probed it gently, swirling his finger around the rim and making me come unglued for him.

“Micah baby, have you ever had anyone in here?” he asked, his voice soft and rough. I knew he was asking about my experience so he wouldn't push me too far, too fast, but part of me wondered if he was jealous…like he had seemed the night he caught me with Kit.

“Never…only you. I only want you,” I promised him, meaning every syllable.

Bash let out a soft growl. “Fucking perfect…you're all mine,” he groaned as he pushed the tip of his finger past the tight circle of muscle. I let out a small cry at the invasion, bliss filtering in around the light burn. He continued to thrust his finger in and out, pushing deeper each turn and my moans turned desperate.

“Oh fuck, Bash…shit, give me more…” I groaned, arching my ass up into his touch. He held me down with a gentle hand to my lower back, adding a second finger and plunging inside.

I was a man possessed. My hips were bucking against the mattress, my dick hardening again at the burning rapture of his fingersfilling me.

“Jesus, you're so fucking needy for it, baby…God, you're so tight and hot inside…I can't wait to feel you squeeze around me when you come.” Bash's words were stoking the fire within me, feeding it until it was an inferno that consumed me whole. I was a desperate mess, thrusting back on his two fingers and trying to get him as deep as possible.

“Bash…fuck…” I whined, my cock leaking so much precum that it was like a mini orgasm underneath me.

“I know what you need, beautiful…let me see…” he said, twisting his fingers inside me in a corkscrew fashion. All of a sudden, his fingers brushed against a spot deep within me, lighting me the fuck up. Lightning zapped through me, and I bucked wildly under him.

“SHIT! Oh God, Bash…what…” I choked out, the sensations overwhelming.

“There it is, baby…you like that?” Bash asked, slowly rubbing over that same spot on each pass, making me moan uncontrollably and claw at the bedding.

“Yes, oh fuck me, yes…that's perfect…shit, right there…oh God, don't stop…” I incoherently rambled, my body spasming as waves of pleasure rippled through me. I felt a second orgasm building, Bash working me over so perfectly I was close to hurdling over the edge into ecstasy.

“That's right, beautiful, get there for me. Let me feel this hot ass tighten around my fingers as you drain every last drop of your cum for me,” Bash said on a harsh grunt as he digits pistoned inside me relentlessly.

“Bash, it feels too good…holy shit, you're gonna make me come, baby…” I mewled, my fingers digging into the mattress as I held on for dear life as pleasure had me shooting sky high.

Bash leaned down over my back, his hot breath on the back of my neck. “Come for me, Micah…I want you screaming my name for me, needy boy…fuckingcome.”

On his command, I detonated. My dick shot off under me, spraying cum with an almost painful force as Bash's name tore from my throat. Bash kept fingering me, nailing that magic spot over and over until I was screaming from a sensory overload of pleasure.

Before I had even come back down to earth, I felt Bash's swollen shaft rutting against my ass, sliding perfectly in between my cheeks.Oh fucking hell, this is everything I needed and more…please don't let it stop…

“Fuck me, Micah, you're so perfect…God, what are you doing to me…” Bash panted harshly, thrusting against my ass and chasing his own orgasm.

I moaned from the filthy assault, never wanting it to end, and secretly wishing he would bury himself inside me instead. His arms caged me in, and he linked our fingers together next to my head, his forehead resting against the back of my head.

“Bash…come for me…I need it…”

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