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I removed my finger just long enough to coat my dick with lube and stroke it a few times. Just when Jay was about to complain again, I gently pushed his hands away and replaced them with my own, my thumbs spreading him open. I lined up my dick and started to breach his entrance.

Once I was fully seated, a feral need took over, and my desire to claim Jay was too strong to ignore.

“I can’t be gentle right now,” I warned him. I didn’t understand it. I usually had much more self-control than this, but today I was all instinct and need.

“Don’t darlin’. I trust you.”

Fucking hell. Those were the magic words. My nails dug into his hips as I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in.

My pace was brutal, but Jay met every stroke, pushing back and demanding more. My vision was hazy around the edges and all I could focus on was Jay.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. So fucking tight. I love this. I love you. I want to fill you up. Coat your insides with my cum.”

Jay hissed. “That fuckin’ dirty talk, Kota. Gonna make me cum.”

I slammed back in. “So do it.”

“No.” He responded through gritted teeth. Honestly I should have realized what he had planned, but I was too lost in my own pleasure to think too much about it.

I leaned over him and bit his shoulder, the angle changing the feel for both of us. Jay let out a string of curses as the need built up in both of us.

“I’m coming, baby.”

It was my last coherent thought before the orgasm that had been building reached its climax and I came inside Jay, filling him up. Jay was the first person I had ever gone bare for. After about two months of dating, when we both declared we weren’t sleeping with anyone else, we went together to get tested. I never expected this feeling to mean so much to me, but there really was something possessive and special about coming bare inside someone you love. I loved seeing my cum spilling out of Jay’s hole. It really brought the inner caveman out of me.

“Fuck.” I had barely pulled out of Jay before I was on my back with my boyfriend kneeling in between my legs, his eyes dark and hungry. I shivered from the intensity of the look. His dick still pointed hard and proud out from his body and was leaking freely.

“My turn.” He bent me in half so he had full access.

“Hold those legs for me, sweetheart.” I grabbed the underside of my knees, keeping myself exposed for him. I wanted to say something, but words weren’t wording right now. All I could do was stare at my beast of a boyfriend as he took what was his.

Then Jay did the sexiest mother fucking thing I ever saw. He reached behind him and scooped up some of my release that was dripping out of his hole and then, without ever breaking eye contact, used it as lube as he breached me with two fingers.

“Ahhh…fuck. Baby, holy fuck.”

Jay’s grin was almost evil as he quickly and roughly stretched me out. I didn’t need much prep, and he knew it. Before I could say a word, his fingers were out. He spit on his hand, coated his dick and then pushed inside me with one smooth move.

I saw fucking stars. I had barely caught my breath when Jay started moving. “Kota…holy fuck. So fuckin’ hot. Love your hole. Love how you make me feel. So fuckin’ lucky.”

Jay was gone. So was I. “Not gonna last long,” he told me breathlessly. But he was going to last long enough for me to start to get a second wind. Not that I expected to get completely hard this quickly, but my dick was starting to fill.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head with one particular thrust. “Coming, darlin’.”

It was the only warning I got before Jay’s hips staggered and he was shooting his load inside me.

Once he was completely spent, he collapsed in between my legs, with his cock still inside me. I captured his lips with mine.

“That was so hot.”

Jay grinned sleepily. “Ruined my brand new sheets,” he muttered, his eyes half closed. He didn’t seem too upset about it.

“We’ll wash them in the morning.” Jay seemed satisfied with that. He pulled me closer to him and I went willingly. We really could’ve used a shower, but between the move, the drinks andweed, and then the intense scene we just shared, we were both too exhausted to care much. We’d worry about it in the morning.

CHAPTER 12

JAY

“Still thinkhe’s in the mafia,” I told the car full of the people I care most about in the world. I stretched out in the front seat of Dakota’s car, as much as the tight space allowed me, anyway. I wondered if Kota would be pissed if I put my feet on the dashboard. Luckily, it was Riley sitting behind my chair, so I had room to push it back and recline it without being in his fuckin’ lap like I would be if Beck was behind me. He wasn’t as tall as me, since I was over 6’5, but he was pretty close.

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