Page 82 of Good Pucking Luck

“Hell yes. I don’t know how I’m going to miss out on it to take your ass.”

He chuckles. “I promise, baby, you’ll like that too.”

My dick pulses behind my jeans as if to say,No lies detected.I nuzzle my face into his groin, take in the muskier scent there that is an incredible aphrodisiac.

I rub my face against his cock, licking at his heavy sac as I do. Being buried in Rylan’s groin is one of my favorite places to be.

“God, look at you. How did I get so lucky?” he asks, running his fingers through my hair.

“The jury is still out,” I tease, before taking him into my mouth, sucking him to the back of my throat.

Rylan hisses in pleasure, moving his hips slightly, giving me a gentle face-fucking. And as hot as it is, as much as I love having my lips stretched around his cock, it’s not all I’m hungry for tonight, so I pull off him.

“Hey. Where’s your mouth going?” he asks playfully.

“Kneel on the edge of the bed,” I tell him, pulses of electricity strumming through me at the confidence I feel in taking the lead when I’m with Rylan. This isn’t something I would want all the time, but there’s a natural high from it that goes straight to my head, one that I’m sure I’ll enjoy here and there, now until forever, because we’re totally the best couple ever.

“Fuck yes,” Rylan replies in the easygoing manner he wears so naturally.

He moves to the mattress, getting on his hands and knees there, ass at perfect level for my face.

I push to my feet, remove my shoes, pants, and underwear, then kneel behind him. “We’re good?” I ask, hands on his firm ass cheeks and spreading them open.

“Yeah, I showered right before you got here.”

I take in the sight of his tight hole, the light dusting of hair in his crack, and I swear I’m nearly salivating. I want to taste him, want my tongue inside him. Want to drive Rylan absolutely wild with lust the way he does with me.

The first lash of my tongue against his rim makes a deep groan escape his lips. It’s all the encouragement I need to bury my face in his ass, licking and probing at his hole. He tastes so fucking good, smells like sex, and I’m a fiend for it all.

I eat his ass like a starving man, and I guess in a lot of ways, I am. Rylan pushes back against me, his body begging for more. “So fucking good. Eat that hole, baby. Christ, push your tongue inside me.”

I stiffen my tongue, working to push inside his ring. Pulling back, I kiss his ass cheeks before sucking my finger and pushing it inside him, fucking him with it, working him open before I replace my digit with my tongue.

With my hands on his ass cheeks, I keep him spread open while going feral on him. I honestly didn’t even know I had it in me, but the need for him builds higher and higher. Makes me feel invincible, my body flying, sparks of want and passion creating a light display inside me.

My dick is throbbing. It’s killing me not to know what it feels like to be inside someone, inside Rylan.

“Open me up more. I need you to fuck me,” he says, reading my mind.

I pull away from him so I can grab the lube and a condom from the drawer…then pause. “Do we need this?” I ask, holding up the condom. We’ve talked about it before. I’ve been tested more than once since Malcolm, and Rylan is regularly tested too, plus he’s on PrEP. It was me who was nervous about the risk, but…

“It’s okay if you want to keep using them,” he tells me.

“I don’t. I’m okay not using one if you are too. Or if you’d rather top first when we don’t. Either way, I just…I trust you, and I want this.”

“I trust you and I want this too,” he replies, looking at me over his shoulder with a grin I’m still trying to get used to seeing aimed at me.

“No condom, then.” I toss it back in the drawer. “Lie on your back.”

Rylan flips over, positioning himself on the bed with his head on the pillows. I slick my fingers with lube, then kneel between his legs. My hunger for him is only growing. Rylan lifts one of his legs. Leaning over, I take his mouth as I push one finger, then two inside him. It makes me tremble, and I wonder how I’m ever going to survive being inside him. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked to go bare the first time I top someone. What if I come in two seconds and can’t get him off?

He moans into the kiss, his desire for me quieting some of my doubt. This is good for him. He’s enjoying this. He’s wanted it from me for a while now, and he loves me. No matter what happens, it’ll be okay.

My fingers slide in and out of his body while our tongues move together hungrily. Rylan wraps one arm around me, tugging my upper body closer, like he can’t get enough of the kiss. I twist my fingers, work to open him up, seek out his prostate and rub it, feeling the jolt shoot through him.

I smile into the kiss and do it again. Driving him wild like this is fucking awesome.

As I kiss my way down his chest, nuzzling his firm pecs, pushing my face between them and rubbing my cheeks against his warm skin and the short, dark hairs there, I work a third finger inside him, my cock leaking onto his body. Rylan’s dick is hard between us, thick and red and so fucking beautiful.

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