Page 176 of Finance Bros

He shoves his free hand into my hair and wraps his casted arm around my back. He’s got a plug in, and I remove that, tossing it away while he gasps into my open mouth.

“I was planning to pound your ass, but now I need to look at you.”

“I love you,” he whispers.

“Lie down.”

The beanbag might as well be a sex chair for all the things we can do with it. The versatile piece accommodates every sexual position we’ve been able to dream up. He fluffs it around a little before climbing in, legs spread. I get undressed quick, but leave my socks on, impatient to be on him.In him.

“Legs up,” I demand.

He obeys, sliding his forearms beneath his thighs and hiking his long legs back. His stretched hole shines with leftover lube from the plug, and it’s my mouth’s first stop.

“Fuck,Ry,” he groans as I kneel to lick his rim and suck at his opening. The black satin against my cheeks is such a turn on, I’m leaking everywhere. I want to ask him what gave him the idea to wear something like these, but my mouth is busy with higher pursuits. Moving up, I suck his balls into my mouth before taking a turn with his cock.

The sweet taste of his precum explodes on my tongue, and I groan around him.

“Babe—oh my God.”

The way he verbalizes literally everything never, ever gets old.

“You feel so good,” he goes on, whimpering. “I love your fucking mouth. I love you so much.”

I love him, too. He’s precious and irreplaceable. He’s everything, and he’s mine. I know because I’ve claimed him repeatedly, and I’m about to do it again.

Sliding my mouth off his cock, I sit back on my knees and lube up. He watches with a glaze of lust in his eyes as my hand moves up and down my shaft. I spit onto his hole, and he jerks, shuddering when my aim is perfect.

Three things get Mal off best. One is being treated like a whore while everyone gets into position, the second is being treated like my greatest treasure once I’m inside him. The third and final thing is a deep, thorough fuck where I do whatever he tells me to.

With my hands holding his legs, I enter him on a slow, hot slide, eyes on his face while his neck arches, and his eyes flutter shut. His lips part as he pants and stretches to accommodate me. “Fffuuucckkk yes…”

“Tell me you bought more of these. In every color,” I say, caressing the satin covering his ass cheeks.

“I can. If you like them.”

“I love them. You’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

“Mmmph…thanks,” he says, voice strained. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Yeah? Well, it’s the only one I want,” I add, just to make sure he doesn’t misunderstand.Actualpussy is the furthest thing from my mind tonight. I’ve wanted nothing but this from the first time we kissed.

“I love you, Ryan,” he says again.

I bend over him, wrapping my hands beneath his neck. I kiss his mouth and stroke my cock slowly inside him.

Distantly, I hear Nathan on the mic singing “Killing Me Softly,” and it’s not bad. Better than the Skid Row ballad I’ve had running on a loop in my head for two straight days.

Malcolm’s body is warm and tight, giving feedback all over the place, from the tightening of his thighs around my back to the press of his fingertips on my waist. The pace of his breaths. The rhythmic clench of his hole. The chaotic mess of his kiss.

His cock throbs between our abs, and I go a little rougher. I keep kissing him to stop him from making too much noise, but I’m feeling pretty good too, so the grunts are coming from both of us.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he says.

“Prove it.”

I kiss his neck and thrust faster, increasing the friction on his dick and chasing the release zapping up and down my legs and spine. He grabs for my ass and holds me deep, working himself against me until he bursts with a cry and a full body spasm. “Ryan—Jesus.”

I grunt. “Mmph—fuck yeah, baby, I love that so much.” The way his orgasm feels on my cock is goddamn heaven, and I bite his shoulder as I come with a growl, my load shooting in hot spurts as my dick jerks inside his tight, clenched channel. My breath escapes me in jagged gasps while his chest heaves against mine.

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