Page 134 of Trigger

“See how smoothly it goes in?” I muttered, more for myself,because I was on the verge of ejaculation.

He nodded, watching me wide-eyed as I fucked him. The realizationhit me hard, making me slam my lips on his because I was fucking him. I wasfucking Dominic Carter. He slid his hands to my ass as I kept plunging insidehim deep and hard, no holding back. When I hit his prostate, he whimpered,half-sobbing.

“Oh, my God, Tye,” he gasped. “Sweet Jesus. What… what…”

He had trouble forming words, but I knew exactly how he feltbecause I felt the same.

“Yeah, baby,” I murmured, kissing his lips. “You’re taking me sogood.”

Another thrust. Another moan. His eyes rolled into the back of hishead as I kept going, hitting his gland over and over again. His body keptjerking and spasming, his heels digging into my buttocks.

“Putain,” I cursed when I felt my balls tightening. “Cart…ah, fuck. I can’t stop. Ah… fuck… can’t… I’m com… com… coming…”

I barely uttered the last word when he yelled out, gripping thesheet so hard I heard the fabric tear. I looked down at his belly, only to seehis cock spurting. The fat ropes of cum kept landing on his belly, on my belly,hitting his ribs, his chest, and even his chin.

“God,” he bit out. “Go-God.”

I lowered my head to lick the rope of cum off of his chest, and itwas all I could do before I came like a motherfucker.

“Gah... fuuuuuuckkkkk…”

My vision whited out as I pushed in deep and unloaded inside himall I had, including a piece of my soul. With his cum on my taste buds, Ireached my climax, gritting my teeth until I thought they would break. I couldfeel his body convulsing and his ass clenching around me as my balls emptied inpainful bursts. Waves of mind-numbing, toe-curling pleasure washed over me as Ikissed him, mindless with lust. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, takingit all, until my movements gradually slowed down.

When I finally came to my senses and looked at him, his eyes werestill closed. His cheeks were flushed, his lips looked mangled, and his skinglistened with sweat, but he was smiling.Smiling.

I smiled too and brushed my lips against his as he let out a softmoan. When his jungle greens finally opened, he raised his head and bit into mypec.

“What was that for?” I said, blinking in confusion.

“For the best sex of my life,” he replied breathlessly.

I grinned, feeling relieved. “You’re the one to speak. You almostkilled me.”

He smiled as I shifted, moving my weight off him. When my gazelanded on his face, I chuckled.

“What’s funny?” he asked me, as his cheeks turned pink.

“You look well-fucked.”

He smirked. “Thanks. I feel that way too.”

“Are you sore?”

“If I am, I can’t feel it.”

I gave him another kiss, which his lips met readily.

“So, you liked it?” I asked him, needing to know that I did itright.

He chuckled. “Liked it? I think I’m gay,” he said, only to look atme thoughtfully. “Or maybe it’s you. The Tye effect.”

“Oh, it’s definitely me.” I informed him, because no-duh.

His eyes twinkled with mischief. “Maybe I should check, though.You know, try it with someone else to see if it’s your dick that’s driving mecrazy, or if someone else would do the trick.”

I knew he was joking, but it wasn’t fucking funny. I bit his neckin punishment, but when I tried to leave another hickey there, he flipped me onmy back and climbed on top of me. And God, he looked sexy like this, everydelicious inch of him. His dark hair, falling over his forehead. His inkedchest and the unreal-looking abs. The smirk on his lips.

“I like this, Viking,” he said, ogling my chest.

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