Page 37 of Tight End

I almost let out a moan but swallow it back before it hits the air.

It’d sound too desperate.

And it would be very fucking accurate, too, because I need this man buried deep inside of me.

Immediately, if not sooner.

My stomach clenches. The slick head of his cock bobs against my ass. Everything tenses. I reach for my cock and stroke it. Precum gathers at the tip and I spread it down the length of my shaft so that it’s slick between my frenzied fingers.

One of Sam’s arms snakes around my waist, his other hand, slick with lube, scissors my hole to prep me. My balls ache, the sharp pain climbing into my gut. Just as I’m about to yell at him to fuck me already, he plows into my ass with one hard thrust. The scorching and intense burn makes me shudder, every cell sizzling at his claim on me.

He moves his hand lower and it closes on mine so that we’re both jerking my cock. He squeezes my hand like a vise as he fucks me long, hard, and deep. My whole body tenses as he hits my spot, driving against it until I can’t hold back the scream that tears through the heavy silence.

His teeth grab onto my ear and then assault my neck, nipping and tugging at my flesh. Holy shit, this guy is a sex god. His fingers rub over the tip of my dick, slicking precum over the slit.

“Beg me to make you come,” he hisses. “Tell me how much you need it. And don’t fucking lie and say you don’t love it.”

I slap one hand against the wall for support because I’m pretty damn sure my entire body is about to morph into goo under his delicious assault.

“I need it. Harder,” I gasp, driving my hips backward. “Fucking harder. Don’t you dare hold back. Make me feel everything.”

I clench my teeth, white light exploding behind my eyes, shooting from left to right like laser beams. The orgasm erupts out of me, hot ropes of cum shooting over the sides of our hands. After a few seconds, Sam lets out a low grunt with his final thrust and then collapses against my back.

A few seconds pass before he slips out of me and lets go of my cock. I lean forward, my forehead hitting the wall. My shoulders quake, aftershocks zapping every corner of my insides like a rogue pinball.

That was a fucking bone-melting lay if I ever had one.

I turn around and lean back against the wall, still trying to catch my breath. Jesus, who the hell is this guy who has me turned inside out and upside down?

I’ve been fucked before.

But what just happened?

Shit, that was a mind bending, otherworldly kind of fucking.

Dark, angry, passionate.

I didn’t think Sam had it in him.

And then all of a sudden, it was inme.

Sam picks up his clothes without a word.

He just looks at me like I’m a cockroach shitting up his pristine home.

“I was wrong about you,” he says, his voice flat.

“Why? Because you didn’t think I’d be the best you’ve ever had in your life?” I let out a sharp laugh.

But even as I say the words, I know they’re total bullshit. A defense mechanism to deflect from my own feelings about what just happened between us, since I’d never admit that he’s the first one to have this crazy effect on me. I knew therewere sparks between us when we first met, but I had no idea that they’d materialize into such an epically earth-moving fuckfest.

“Hardly.” His lips lift into a nasty smirk. “I just think it’s ironic that you thoughtI’dbe the one who was all talk.”

Then he turns and walks to the door, the moonlight hitting the perfect globes of his ass. I fall back onto the mattress as the door closes behind him.

Because there’s no way he wasn’t as affected by that as I was.

A smile toys with my lips.

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