Page 60 of Christmas Wishes

Riggs shuddered as his eyes fell closed for a moment. He did exactly as I asked. Gripping the edge of the bathroom counter, he arched over the vanity and spread his legs. I took in the long planes of muscles as my mouth watered.

I dropped to my knees on the memory foam mat and rubbed my hands up the backs of his thighs. Dark hair covered his ass. I appreciated someone embracing their body hair. It was so fucking sexy on Riggs.

I spread his cheeks and took a good look at his puckered pink hole. Leaning in, I blew over the muscle and watched it clench and release again.

“Please.”

Jesus H. One pleading word from Riggs was hotter than a soliloquy from any other guy I’d had sex with.

I leaned in and licked across his hole, then teased my tongue around the rim to the soundtrack of Riggs’s breathy moans. As I gripped his cheeks, keeping them pulled apart, I licked a wide stripe, then dipped the tip of my tongue in. He pushed against me. The scruff on my chin scraped across his taint as he thrust back and forth.

I pushed my tongue farther inside as he rode my tongue. Spit wet my cheeks and chin as I ate him out until he was loose and sloppy. I reached around and stroked his cock while sucking his balls into my mouth. Judging by the keening noises and whimpers coming from Riggs’s throat, I was hitting the mark.

“I’m ready.Ready.”

“Grab supplies and get ready. I’ll be right behind you.” Hopefully literally. I quickly rinsed with mouthwash before joining him.

Though the electricity had returned earlier, Riggs had lit some of the candles I’d set on the nightstands last night. Candlelight danced across his bare skin as he reclined on the thick white duvet.

“Mmm. You are good enough to eat.” I winked at his raspy chuckle. “How do you want it?” If he had a vision, I wanted to make it happen.

Riggs stared as I gave my dick a few loose strokes. “You shouldn’t be allowed to wear clothes.”

“Sweet talker. You’re trying to butter me up to fuck you.”

Riggs rolled onto his stomach and lifted onto his knees. He looked at me over his shoulder. “Pretty sure I don’t need to.”

God, what a view. The long lines of his muscular hairy thighs and the perfect curve of his ass left me hungry.

I climbed onto the bed and rubbed my palms over his lower back and ass. I wasn’t sure whether the goosebumps on his skin were from my touch or the coolness in the air. If he was cold, I’d get him warmed up.

After lubing my finger, I toyed with his ass. Teasing around his wet, loose hole. I fingered him, testing pace and angle to figure out what brought out his delicious sounds.

“More. I need more.”

I complied, giving him a second finger. I tagged his prostate, making him grunt and push back onto my fingers.

“Keaton,please.” Riggs kept pleading, demanding, telling me to speed up, telling me when it felt good. I couldn’t get enough of his voice.

Once I was easily penetrating him with three fingers, he reached back, gripped my wrist, and fucked himself on my hand. My mouth watered as I watched my fingers go in and out of his hole while he controlled the pace.

“Fuck, you’re so ready for me.”

“Been saying that for five goddamn minutes.” He released my wrist after holding my hand while he gyrated his hips in a circle.

I quickly put a condom on and lubed up, then pushed into Riggs in one long thrust.

“Yes. Fuck, yes. Needed this.” Riggs pushed back so hard it would’ve knocked me over if I hadn’t had a death grip on his hips. He dropped his head forward between his shoulders and cursed.

It’s been a while since I’d topped, and I’d nearly forgotten how much I loved it. I’d also forgotten how much work it was. So worth it.

I slowly pulled out, then slammed back in, over and over. That got the biggest vocal response from Riggs. I couldn’t believe he was letting me take him. Seeing Riggs give himself over so fully was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

I hadn’t even come, and I already wanted to do it again and again. I wanted to explore our size difference in as many positions we could pretzel ourselves into. I wanted to plug my hole and then use my dick to fill Riggs’s. I wanted everything.

“Touch yourself. Wanna see you come for me.”

Riggs shifted to balance his weight on his left hand as he reached down with his right. I panted while thrusting into him, watching his right arm jerk back and forth.

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