Page 8 of Collisions and Decisions

“Yes, I want it. God.” I already feel so full. I have to be close to taking it all, right? “How much more?” My voice sounds like a whine. A dirty, filthy fucking whine. Damn, but I love sex. I love feeling so decadent. I love moaning like a whore, I love feeling like one, too.

“Only a third more, baby. You can take it.” He licks my lips. “Can’t you?”

“Yes,” I say, for him and for me. Even if sweat is pooling at my temples, it doesn’t hurt one bit, so of course I can take him.

“Then go ahead, baby.” His hands stroke my skin until he has one ass cheek in each one. He squeezes hard. “I can’t wait to see this ass bouncing on my cock. I bet you’re good at riding a big dick, huh?”

I am, so fucking good. And I want to do that. I want to ride him. I want him to fuck me into the mattress, to pull my hair and spank me while he drills into me. That visual is all the motivation I need to sit on his lap.

“Fuck,” he groans. “So tight, baby.”

“Ahhh.” I can only moan for a few minutes. Can’t move or think. I’mso full. And I never want to be empty again. He pats my ass softly, keeps running his hands over it, over my back. He combs my hair back and looks at me with too much tenderness. I kinda love it, so I have to break the spell. “Wyatt.”

That’s all the warning I give him before pushing his chest so he’s flat on his back again. Then, I ride. Just like he said, I bounce up and down, though I never come even close to him slipping out—that’d be annoying right now. I rest my hands on his pecs and don’t miss his satisfied smile.

His hands are back to grabbing my ass, which I don’t mind. If I could have my way, I’d glue them there. Maybe he’ll hold on so strongly he’ll leave marks. Fuck, I’d love to see that.

Stupid unhelpful thoughts. I guess it’s time to switch it up.

“Need you to fuck me, Wyatt,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Whatever you want.” He nods earnestly, and I decide I need to stop looking at his perfect face.

I lift off him slowly, because I want to enjoy every millisecond of friction, and because I might cry if the loss of him inside me is too sudden.

I kneel next to him and send him an I-dare-you look. Again, he smirks, and is kneeling behind me and pushing into me soon enough.

I have to lower myself to my elbows, and let my head hang from the intensity. No matter how slow he’s going, it’s still a lot. “Fuck, this is good.”

“Yes, fuck yes, it is, Xander.” I miss him calling me baby, but forget when he pushes the last inches into me with more force. “You’re so fucking tight around me.”

“I bet everyone is tight around you,” I snark. He doesn’t want to have it though. He pulls back, and then starts an unrelenting pace that makes me fall face first on the bed. He pulls my hips back up and moves me like a ragdoll.

“Not like you, baby. No one squeezes me as good as your pretty ass. No one has taken me so well.”

“Ah, ah, ah.” I can’t speak anymore, only moan. I love his praise, I love being the best he’s ever had.

“Such a good ass,” he mumbles, almost to himself, and lets me drop again. I see him put one hand right next to mine and feel his other one petting my ass as he keeps drilling into me. “Gonna keep fucking you for hours, baby. It’s not ending so soon this time around.”

God, I want him to spank me. I want him to keep going for hours, even if my dick wants to cry at the thought of it. All I need is to keep feeling him moving inside me.

“Harder,” I manage to croak, and it gets me a spank. Not too hard. And he soothes the sting after. “Yes, more.”

“You want me to spank you again?”

“Ye-es. Please.”

“Whatever you want, Xander.” Another, and another, and another. Until I can’t help but beg again.

“Please.”

“You ready to come so soon?”

“Yes, now,” I demand.

This time he slips out fast, and I’m crying out while he flips me over and lifts my legs to my chest. He’s inside me again in less than ten seconds, and my hand goes to my leaking dick without me even thinking about it.

Fuck. I thought fucking Wyatt would cure me—would make me forget his perfect dick, his gorgeous face, his sexy smile, and his god-like body—but now I realize nothing will.

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