Page 47 of Second Shot

For now, no one else gets to see him like this, and that’s how I want it. When I think about him almost hooking up with that bartender, jealousy gnaws at me. I wasn’t expecting to feel as possessive of him as I do, but there’s no denying the idea of him with anyone else drives me nuts.

He’s so responsive, every touch of my mouth and fingers has him groaning and begging for more. I watch him as I use one finger to breach the tense muscles of his anus. As I push that finger deeper, he groans and arches his back, pushing down harder on my seeking finger. I’m breathless and horny as I brush against his prostate, and he shudders as his cock drools creamy drops of release.

“Fuck,” he moans, his hands clutching at the sheets. “Careful… I’m… I’m really fucking turned on, Gabe.”

“That’s kind of the point.” I smile and add a second finger, stretching him wider. His ass clenches around my fingers, and his body trembles as he gasps.

I watch his handsome face as I slip my fingers slowly in and out of his tight hole. His eyes flutter as he gives himself over to the eroticsensation of my fingers inside his body. The muscles of his abdomen contract and tense every few seconds, and the sheen of sweat covers his face.

I’m so hard I’m in pain. Watching him is hypnotic, but it’s also exquisite torture. My cock aches to be inside his warm body. So after a few more minutes of pleasuring him with my fingers, when I’m sure he’s ready, I pull them from his hole.

He bites his bottom lip, reaching for me as I cover his body with mine. Our hard bodies meld perfectly as I line my lubed cock up with his hole. His blunt fingernails bite into my spine as I slowly push inside him. His groan is achingly sweet, and I fucking swear I could come just from hearing that sound.

“Is this what you wanted?” I ask, my voice low, and he nods, his lips parted in a silent plea.

His hot hole is wrapped so tight around my dick, it’s a struggle to hang onto my control. The greedy beast inside me just wants to start pounding into him, but I keep that part of me in check. I never want Ryan to feel like he’s just a hole. Just a body. He’s already too willing to accept that he’s nothing special.

But he is special. More than he knows. This started out as just sex, no question. It’s changed though. Each time I’m with him, something inside me heals a little more. My forgivenesscomes easier. I find myself more and more addicted to him. It doesn’t matter that he was once the worst thing in my life, because he’s quickly becoming the best.

Inch by achingly sweet inch, I bury myself inside Ryan. His thigh muscles tremble as I fully seat myself in his hole. His teeth are clenched as his body struggles to accommodate my width and length. There’s pain in his pretty green eyes, but there’s more pleasure.

We kiss, our mouths gentle against each other. There’s definite hunger, but so much more. I slowly begin moving my hips and he shudders. His eyes close and his lips part as little whimpers of pleasure escape. I can’t believe how much he wants me. I can’t believe how much I need him.

I start moving my hips faster, need driving me on. His ass is clamped hard on my cock, and his hands squeeze my ass. His hips meet mine, and things get a little rougher. His eyes open and we stare at each other as I thrust deep and fast inside his body. He opens his muscular thighs even wider, and I go so deep he gives a low, guttural groan.

“Yeah, fuck me hard,” he whines through gritted teeth. His eyes burn into me, pleading with me to give him what he needs. Sometimes I see so much shame in his eyes, I’m not sure if I’m pleasuring him or punishing him. I’m not sure which one he craves more.

Since he likes it rough, I allow myself to go harder. My hips piston into him, and I can feel my orgasm building, coiling in the pit of my stomach. His dick is hard against my abdomen. His pupils are big and black, and he’s on the edge too. I can see the fuse being lit.

“This is what I wanted all fucking night,” I rumble, my body tight and ready to snap like a overstretched exercise band.

“Me too.Fuck, Gabe, me too.” Then he cries out, body rigid and cock spurting hot between our heaving bodies. His anguished sounds as he comes and the feel of his release against my flesh, sends me screaming over the edge. His hole clenches and unclenches on my dick, coaxing every drop out of me.

My vision blurs as I climax inside him, crying out hoarsely. Thigh muscles burn as I thrust and thrust, chasing every last second of ecstasy. Breathing hard, I lower my head to the sweaty crook of his neck. I inhale Ryan’s now familiar scent, shivering as it fills my nose.

More and more I feel compelled to tell Ryan who I am. The longer I’m involved with him, the more likely it is he’ll discover my secret. I worry a lot about that happening. If he were to find out who I am from anyone but me, that could be devastating for him. He’d probably feel foolish. Used. He might feel all of those things even if I were the one to tell him.

When I meet his gaze, he’s watching me. “You okay?” he asks softly.

“Sure, why do you ask?”

“You look stressed,” he murmurs.

“Nah.” I smile and kiss him gently. “Everything’s great.”

I carefully pull out of him, and drop down beside him. Reaching over, I grab some tissues from the nightstand, and wipe our stomachs clean. His eyes never leave me and I swear I canfeelhim worrying.

I sit up and gently rub my thumb over the line between his brows. “Why do you look so troubled?” I frown.

“I’m not troubled.” He tries to smile, but doesn’t really pull it off.

I lie down and pat my shoulder. “All right. Get over here. It’s snuggle time.”

He laughs and doesn’t hesitate. He curls against me, his head on my shoulder, resting one muscular arm over my stomach. His breath is hot against my skin, and he sighs as he relaxes into me. I lightly flutter my fingers over his back, and he shivers.

“This has been a good night,” I say. “First we win our game, then we have amazing sex. Doesn’t get better than this.”

“Agreed.” He flinches when his cell rings. Sitting up, he glances at the screen. He hardens his jaw, sends the call to voicemail, and then lays down again.

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