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I covered my fingers in lube and knocked his legs apart wider, putting him on display for me. As I swiped my fingers over his hole, he tensed.
“Easy,” he said quickly. The slight anxious edge in his voice gave me pause. “I haven’t done anything in a long fucking time.”
“Don’t worry, pretty thing,” I assured him. “I’ll go easy on you.”
At least, I’d start that way.
CHAPTER 18
Leaning over Sam’s body, I kissed him, my tongue driving through his parted lips. He met my hunger in a clash of tongues and teeth. I used his distraction to slowly press one finger inside him. His muscles clenched tightly, but the moan he let out was encouraging.
“Relax, pretty thing,” I whispered against his lips. “I ain’t goin’ to hurt you. Unless you want me to.”
Saying nothing, he closed that slight distance between us to kiss me again. I took it as a sign to keep going. I worked one finger in and out of him, slow and steady, each time pushing a little deeper. His resistance faded quickly with each pass until I was easily fucking him with one finger.
One finger became two, stretching him wider. While I was tempted to work up to a third—just to see if I could—I was also desperate to be inside him. Listening to those whimpers was enough to drive a man crazy.
His gaze tracked my movements as I leaned back and grabbed the condom, rolling it on and coating it with lube. I settled between his legs, doing my best to go slow.
“Fuck.” The word dissolved into a loud moan as I pushed the crown of my dick past those tight muscles in his ass.Shit, this was going to test my goddamn resolve.I gripped his thighs as I eased into him.Little by torturous little.Sam’s head tipped back, mouth going slack.
“That feel good, pretty thing?” I asked, a twinge of concern ebbing its way into my chest as I worried that I was hurting him. He nodded.The loss of words was a good sign.His body stretched around my dick as I filled him until he took every inch of me. I stopped to admire and to give him a chance to acclimate. “Fuck, you look good wrapped around my cock.”
“Move, Gray,” Sam ordered, voice thick with desire. “For the love of fuckin’ God, move already.”
“I like this whole impatient thing,” I said instead. Lying over him, I sank my teeth into his neck. He tried to move under me, but I kept him pinned in place—a feat only done thanks to my power. His cock leaked between us. “It’s fun watchin’ you unravel for me.”
The vines snapped as he pulled hard on them. But before he could reach for me, I had him all wrapped up again.
“I swear to fuck—” Anything else he was going to say was lost in a feral sound as I pulled out and drove into him.Oh, I liked that sound.I eased out almost completely and thrust back into him, just a little harder to draw out that sound from him.
“God, I like it when you make that sound, pretty thing,” I told him. He attempted to say something, but I picked a quicker pace with sharp movements. I toed the line of my own self-control as I fucked him. There was something about turning a strong guy like him into a whimpering mess underneath me that was so damn hot.
Skin against skin. Loud moans. Sweat, teeth, and tongues.I completely lost myself in the sounds he made, the spice of his cologne, how he moved. His legs rode up my sides as he met every thrust.
The extra dip into my power to control him had me far too in tune with everything around me. My every nerve was on fire. Every brush of his breath against my skin set off a violent cascade of pleasant sensations through my body.Fuck, I needed to engage my power during sex more.The feeling was euphoric.
“Let me go, sunshine,” Sam practically begged. “Or fuckin’ touch me.Please.”
I considered making him beg a little longer—it was fucking hot—but I was too damn close to keep playing that game. Heat built in my spine and coiled through my core as I rode that line. Releasing my power, I did as he asked. His power faded along with mine. Fingers anchored in my hair and dragged my mouth to his in a brutal, bruising kiss.
His free hand dropped between us and wrapped around his cock. I pulled back to watch, drinking up the way he quickly stroked his length.Once. Twice. Three times.He gasped, and his body went rigid underneath me while thick ropes of cum spilled across his stomach.
The sight of it was enough to do me in. My pace quickened, turning erratic as I chased that last little high until it was too much. I buried my cock as deep inside of him as I possibly could, tensing as I came with a guttural groan.
A shudder rolled through my body with the release. My nerves did something wicked when Sam’s hands ran up my sides.Holy fuck, I damn near came a second time with the intensity of it.
He must’ve noticed because he chuckled underneath me, and I kissed him to shut him up.
Was it probably a bad choice to hook up with my ex-boyfriend?
Yeah, probably.
But did it feel fucking good?
Yup. It did.
I’d worry about the rest later—if there was anything I actually needed to worry about.
