“Please fill me with your cum,” he begged. “I need you to cum in me.”
Oh, well, that was the plan.
Gamble was fighting that urge, and it wasn’t easy. The strokes were punishing, and Poe was pinned before him like sexy-husband prey.
Honestly, he liked him helpless.
No.
He loved it.
For Poe, there was nothing better than the bigger man fucking him like this. There would be no other memory he’d want than this in his life.
This.
Right.
Here.
As he drove into his husband, Gamble couldn’t think. All he knew was if he didn’t take his ass, he was going to die.
Oh, and take it he did.
HARD.
Poe moaned and whimpered, and Gamble showed him no mercy. He pillaged and stole, and the whole time, Poe begged for more.
“Please,” the man whispered. “Cum in me!”
Gamble was getting close, so he pulled him up, and kept taking him. Only, now, he had Poe pressed to his chest as he jerked him off.
BRUTALLY.
The man whimpered.
Begged.
Moaned.
And at the end of it all, he was trapped against his much bigger chest and at the mercy of his fist.
“Come on, Poe. Cum for me, Baby. Let me see you empty those balls.”
Poe stared into Gamble’s eyes. He was so hard and horny, only, Gamble went off first before Poe could.
The Marine exploded, moaning in pleasure as Poe’s ass was just too much for him to handle.
Yeah, he lost that battle.
As he poured into him, Poe braced his hands on the counter to catch his breath.
His whole body was shaking, and for only one reason. Gamble didn’t finish him off. He really hoped that was the plan because if he had to go the whole night this horny…
He’d die.
It took Gamble a second to recover, but when he did, he saw that Poe believed that they were done.
Oh, that was incorrect.