Page 76 of Unwanted

Of me.

Arlo curls a hand around my neck, angling his head and deepening our kiss. My cock thickens and I can’t help but rock myself against him.

My lips move to the corner of his mouth, across his jaw, and down his neck. I suck on his collarbone before making my way across his chest and down his torso.

His breath hitches as I pass his navel and hook my fingers into the waistband of his lounge pants. I drag them down his legs and watch his thick shaft jut out into the air, marveling at the size of him.

Stepping off the edge of the bed, I push my own pants to the floor, revealing my own hard cock. I wrap my hands around myself, and when I flick my eyes up to Arlo’s, his gaze scalds my skin.

“How do you want me?” I ask, my voice thick with need.

Arlo grabs his own cock and begins to stroke, his eyes never leaving mine. “I want all of you.”

And I wanted to give him all of me.

“I want to feel you on my cock.” Stroke. “In my mouth.” Stroke. “In my ass.” Stroke.

I was mesmerized by the sight of him. Completely enamored by how the up and down motion of his hand made his words that much filthier.

I raise a knee to the mattress and tip my chin up at him. “How about I make you a deal?”

“I’m listening.”

“I start in your ass.” He raises an inquisitive brow. “And you finish in mine?”

“God, I missed you,” he growls.

It takes less then a second for Arlo to leap across the bed and slam his mouth to mine.

His kiss is all teeth and tongue.

It’s brutal.

It’s possession.

It’smyArlo.

We fall onto the bed, addicted to the kissing and touching. Our bodies flush, our hearts racing.

Arlo ravages my mouth as we rut against one another, his hips meeting mine with desperate need.

“Change of plans,” he breathes out, flipping us around. “I’m startingandfinishing in you.”

There were no complaints from me. I would be at his mercy this time and every time.

He trails kisses down my body, teasing my nipples and licking down my abdomen. The wet heat of his tongue, followed by the cool air, left my skin frigid and my blood like fire.

I spear my fingers through the strands of his hair and tug when he reaches my cock. His hand repeatedly shifts from root to crown while his mouth sucks on my tip and tongues the slit.

When he slips all of me into his mouth, my hips buck, immediately wanting more.

“Ah, fuck,” I groan. Wrapping his hair around my fist, I pull his head back so his eyes meet mine as I thrust into his mouth. The tip of my cock hits the back of his throat over and over again.

It was as if he had no intention of leaving any part of me untouched as he popped off my shaft and made his way to my entrance.

On his knees, Arlo pushes my legs to my chest, stretching me before him. I watch him pull a tube of lube from under the bed and an unexpected laugh bubbles up from my throat. “Did you just pull that out from under the bed?”

He unscrews the lid with his teeth. “If those fuckers think it’s funny to buy a whole store’s worth of lube, I’m going to stash it all around the house so you and I are forever ready.”

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