Page 102 of Passion and Payback

“Only tried to take it once. Figured it was as good a time as any,” he said, spreading his legs and arching his back. “What do you say?”

“Fuck,” I groaned, taking the lube he’d left on the counter and quickly spreading it over my dick, not caring if it was excessive. It wasn’t like the time frame to get into him was that short, but I already felt like I was wasting time and didn’t want to waste anymore.

“That’s the…ugh, okay,” he groaned as he undoubtedly felt the head of my dick push into him.

I hadneverbeen able to slip into someone so easily. The toy had opened him, so it was no problem, and I didn’t know if it was a testament to my size or how tight he was, but even with all that loosening, the grip was fantastic. I was amazed and thrilled at the way I was able to push into him without the slightest pause, that was until I reached the second barrier inside him that the toy hadn’t reached.

“Wow,” Hunter panted out. “This is better than I imagined.”

“Just a little bit more,” I said, nudging forward and feeling the inner barrier of muscles open up, drawing a grunt from him.

“Go for it.”

“What?”

“Push, damn it!”

“Hunter.”

“You’re not them, and I know it. Do it!”

Hoping neither of us regretted it, I did as he said, thrusting my hips and pushing through the inner ring of muscles. Hunter gave a cry, his fingers curling against the countertop, but I could see pleasure amid the pain in his expression. I stayed still, shocked at how easily I’d sheathed myself completely, practically squirming to get moving and on to the full show.

But no, I would wait.

“Sorry,” he said with a little laugh. “That was more surprising and painful than I thought it would be.”

“I can?—”

“No, no,” he said quickly, waving me off and giving himself a shake. “It’s, uh, kind of nice to realize that I can feel pain down there and not freak out. Actually, I liked it.”

“Uh, is that new?”

“No,” he said with a sly smile over his shoulder. “I was always a little into pain, especially if someone got a little too eager to fuck me. But you know?—”

“Right,” I said, not needing him to finish his sentence. Obviously, after what had happened, any pain of the sexual sort was bound to have too many things tied to it for him to enjoy it.

“And look, I got it back,” he said with a chuckle, his body relaxing again. “And you got balls deep in me in less than a minute. If I thought walking around with that toy inside me was something, it’s nothing compared to you.”

“Stop,” I said with a laugh, feeling my dick twitching at the compliment.

“Fat, heavy, and filling me up,” he all but purred. “Now fuck me like you mean it.”

To call me helpless in the face of his demand would be underselling it, probably because that was exactly what I’d wanted to do from the moment he’d knelt before me and taken me into his mouth. I eased myself back, groaning at the ease of it when usually there would still be tension I had to work my way through slowly, and I loved the comfortable hold he had over me as I pushed back into him.

I knew there was no way in hell I’d last very long, the man knew how to play me, and I wasn’t going to pretend to be upset about that. All I could do was grip his waist and begin steadily fucking him, savoring the feel of him around me and the sight before me. Even as I picked up the pace, beginning to slam into him as deep as I could, all I could see was pleasure coming off him and the low groans that grew increasingly louder as I put more force into my thrusts.

Without warning, I gripped his waist and shifted to a different angle, thrusting into him, and was rewarded with a cry of utter pleasure as I found exactly what I was looking for. With that, I held his hips in place and reached around with the otherhand gripping his straining cock, and began stroking it in time with my thrusts. I was already mere inches from losing it, and I wanted him there when I finally came inside him.

I was rewarded for my efforts within seconds of my hand wrapping around him. Hunter shoved his hips back into my thrusts twice before his cock jerked, and I felt him come. I had no worries about his cries being overheard. We had left the device in the window, and the walls were thick. That meant only I could see the fruits of my labor as he came hard, his body jerking with every spurt into my hand.

“Yes,” I hissed, giving one last thrust as I felt my orgasm sweep through me in a wave of pleasure. I leaned forward, pinning him to the countertop as I came as deep as I could, listening to his little whimpers as he slid free from his orgasm and felt me make a mess inside him. For one moment, the world was gone, and it was me and the man I had loved for years and years, all mine and completely, willingly claimed by me.

Only for the moment to be ruined by a sudden crash behind us. I held him tight and twisted around, surprised that he’d only jerked slightly rather than whirled around with me. I peered at the floor, trying to make sense of what I was seeing before letting out a sigh.

“About your cat-proofing,” I said, slipping out of him and looking to make sure I hadn’t hurt him and that he wasn’t going to leak, causing a mess we’d have to clean up on top of what he’d sprayed on the cabinets.

“I should have known,” Hunter said, looking pleased and slightly sleepy but not irritated.

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