Page 74 of The Chance

His hand flexes beneath mine, his hole clenching around me.

“Same,” he rasps.

My balls draw up tight to my body as I drop my head to his shoulder and press open mouthed kisses to his salty skin.

“I haven’t …” The hand on his chest trails down, down, down until the heel of my palm presses into his groin, his hard cock feeding between my spread fingers. “I haven’t been with anyone.”

“Fuck,” he mumbles, his body tightening, his hand beneath mine wriggling until he threads our fingers.

“Not since I met you.”

He goes completely taut, his hole gripping me so tight that I can barely move.

I glance up in time to catch him throwing his head back, his mouth spreading wide as I fist his pulsing cock and stroke him.

“Fuuuuuuuck, Jordan.” He trembles, jerks, and shoots ropes of cum all over my palm with rolled back eyes and groaning gasps.

“That’s it,” I rasp, pumping my fist over his cock, milking the cum from him until those groans of his become pitchy huffs. “Fuck, I need to come.”

Mac arches his ass, burying me as deep as I’ll go, and I grip him with my cum-covered hand.

“Jordan,” he breathes out over his shoulder, his cheeks coated in a sexy pink flush, his hips working me in shallow thrusts. “Me, either.”

I jolt forward with a moan, burying myself and pulsing stream after stream of cum in his ass, filling him with a piece of me that will only ever belong to him.

“Fuck,” Mac whines deep. “I can feel your cock pulsing.”

The sound that escapes me is half grunt and an almost chuckle. “Same.”

He groans and clenches, making me drop my head back to his shoulder with a curse.

“Sensitive?”

“Ah,yeah.”

He wiggles and I hiss, my eyes rolling back, my cock giving another mighty jerk.

“Just go slow.” I nod and nibble his skin, making him snort. “And don’t worry about the sheets. I have another set.”

“I know,” I mumble and press a final kiss to his shoulder before leaning back and slowly easing my cock from his body.

I’m prepared for the hiss, the shock of sudden chill, the full-body aftershock that rocks me.

What I’m not prepared for?

Watching my cum leak out of his hole and trail down his taint.

I press a hand to his lower back, folding him forward so that I can spread his cheeks and see it up close.

“Holyfuck.”

That flush runs all the way down his back when I run my fingers through it, collecting it along the tips, and stuff it right back into his hole.

Mac moans, clenching when I work my fingers in and out of his ass.

Like maybe he wants to keep it there as much as I want it to stay there.

“So fucking sexy, Vida.”

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