Page 29 of Alpha & Omega

“Hang on.”

A wrapper opened, and warm oil dripped over the crack of my ass. His fingers worked the lube in and around my hole before he sunk a finger inside me.

“How long has it been since anyone’s appreciated being inside you, King?”

“Too long. Long enough for me not to remember.”

“Then we better work you open.”

Harley slowly stretched inside me, pressing on my prostate, making sure I was fucking desperate to come. I tried to push back for more by the time he worked in two fingers, constantly hitting that hot spot. It had definitely been too long, so long I’d forgotten how good it felt.

“You’ve got a gorgeous ass,” he said, inserting a third finger.Therewas the expected burn, but it didn’t hurt. Harley’s cock definitely would, though. He wasn’t small, but if he could take me, I could take him. “You just suck up my fingers. Fuck, I can’t wait to get my dick inside you.”

I grunted. “Now’s a good time, Harl. I’m getting a bit fucking desperate here.”

“You think you’re ready?”

“I guess we’ll find out.”

The zipper of his jeans sounded behind me, and the swoosh of removing them. Harley roved his hands over the globes of my ass with a low growl rumbling through his chest, which went straight to my nuts.

“Let me get wrapped up, and we can get this party started.”

OnedayIwantedto make love to Kingston, not just fuck him, but tonight was not that night. I wanted to plow into him. Seeing this confident man, father figure, and leader to his skateboarder crew, bent over the sofa, so ready for me, and willing to be vulnerable, was a hell of a turn-on.

I spread his ass cheeks wider, exposing his hole opening and closing, seeking my cock. Kingston looked over his shoulder at me, looking dazed from the rimming and fingering I gave him.

I smiled, and he huffed at me. “Stop staring at my ass and fuck me already.”

“But it’s a stunning ass.”

He rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t hide his smile before tucking his head away in hisarms.

With my fingers prying his globes apart, I nudged the tip of my sheathed cock against his hole. Kingston pushed back, opening himself up, and bore down when I pressed further inside. I pulled out and sunk back in a couple of more times, and then I was fully seated.

“Fuck…” he ground out, his voice muffled in the cushions of his sofa.

I threw my head back and breathed through the tight heat and stimulation. It was the second time in my life I’d ever felt this, and I wanted many more with Kingston. “Yeah…”

“Let me adjust for a minute.”

“You got it. I need it, too.”

With a few deep breaths to calm my dick down, even through the damn condom, I asked, “Ready?”

“Go.”

Clawing his flesh, I pulled out and pushed back in again. His heat was fire around my cock, and his walls were smooth and tight. Perfection. Pure-fucking-perfection.

Needing more, I moved faster, sinking back into him harder. Each time I hit his hot button, Kingston grunted in pleasure.

I had to hold on to his hips to keep him from sliding forward too far. The more I pumped, the faster and harder I went, needing to chase my climax. I was desperate for it, but I also wasn’t ready for it to happen yet, needing him to stay wrapped around me for as long as possible.

“Jesus, King… your ass is fucking fantastic.”

“Use me… Harder. Faster,” he rasped.

I did as he asked, holding on to him for dear life, fingers digging into him hard enough to leave marks. Sweat gathered on my brow and down my back. The pressure went in waves from my cock to my groin and up my spine. I tingled with a need to release. It was there on the cusp, but fuck, I didn’t want to stop.

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