Page 8 of Havoc
“Remy,” Lawrence groaned when the other man began to fuck him with his fingers. Moving them in and out, his fingers making waves again, and Lawrence made a mental note of it because it was like nothing he’d ever felt.
He began to push back each time Remy thrust his fingers in. He didn’t miss the way Remy searched his eyes, watched his face as he fucked him with his fingers, as Lawrence moved back against them.
“Be still,” Remy commanded, and Lawrence found himself whining. He’d dwell on it later, but right now, he was enjoying the fingers fucking him. The last thing he wanted to do was stop. Remy smacked his ass again, leaning over him. His chest to Lawrence’s back. “Be good for me, and I’ll give you something far more satisfying than my fingers.” Remy nipped at Lawrence’s shoulder, and he groaned. “Or don’t, and I’ll make you wait. Fucking you only with my fingers and not letting you cum.”
Lawrence stilled his hips. He didn’t mind a bit of teasing; however, he wanted Remy’s dick deep inside of him. Hell, he was even willing to take it right then. Even though he knew he wasn’t stretched enough for the other man’s size.
Remy pushed his fingers deeper, and Lawrence moaned at the feeling of his fingers and his dick against his thigh.
He rocked forward slightly as Remy fingered him. His movements became faster, alternating between scissoring, waving, and simply thrusting.
This continued for several minutes before Remy began working another finger into him. Lawrence knew he was taking his time to work him open, and he appreciated that fact because Remy was not a tiny man, and he in no way wanted to be torn in half from being fucked by him.
Remy worked his fingers in and out of Lawrence. He’d been doing so for the past fifteen minutes, attempting to loosen him up. It wasn’t that the other man was tense, he was extremely tight, and it made Remy wonder about the last time he’d been fucked. He was taking his time, stretching him, having no desire to hurt him when he finally slid in balls deep.
He used his free hand to massage the globes of Lawrence’s ass, smacking them now and then and enjoying the way that they bounced when he did so. He couldn’t wait to watch it happen as he fucked him from behind.
Lawrence’s moans filled the room, and Remy enjoyed watching the pleasure on his face. He enjoyed watching him try to keep his eyes open as requested.
Those gorgeous hazel eyes held his own, and Remy watched Lawrence bite his bottom lip as he moaned his name into the air.
“Remy.”
His dick twitched. It was a mix of pleading and exasperation, and Remy knew why. Slowly, he removed his fingers, pulling another moan from Lawrence.
Grabbing the condom he’d pulled off and tossed onto the bed, Remy opened it, rolling it down his dick. The entire time, he couldfeel Lawrence’s eyes on him. Picking up the bottle of lube, Remy squirted some onto the condom, stroking his dick a few times to spread it.
He tossed the bottle to the side before grabbing Lawrence and flipping him onto his back. Remy spread the other man’s legs, settling between them as he gripped his dick and began to push forward.
Lawrence’s back arched as Remy slid in slowly. As he bottomed out, he leaned over and kissed Lawrence, swallowing his moans as Remy groaned into the kiss. He was tight around him, squeezing his dick, but Remy hadn’t expected anything else.
Lawrence pulled away from the kiss, nipping at his bottom lip before licking it. “You plan on sitting there all day?” the younger man questioned with a smirk, and Remy lifted a brow at him.
Pulling out until only the head of his dick was inside, Remy snapped his hips, burying himself balls deep again, and listened to Lawrence moan before repeating the action, this time with a bit more force, causing the other man’s breath to hitch.
Remy sat on his knees, grabbing one of the pillows; he tucked it under Lawrence’s lower back before pulling out, rolling his hips, and slamming back in.
“Be careful what you ask for,” Remy told him.
With those words, Remy began to fuck Lawrence at a hard, steady pace. The pillow under his lower back angled him perfectly to allow Remy to push deep as he gripped the other man’s thighs, pulling him to meet every thrust.
When Remy brushed his prostate, he threw his head back, eyes fluttering closed as a deep moan filled the room. Reaching up, Remy wrapped his hand around Lawrence’s slender neck and squeezed slightly.
“Uh uh.” Remy started. “Open your eyes. Watch,” he demanded, and Lawrence complied. Those eyes returned to his.
Remy kept his hand around Lawrence’s neck as he fucked him, squeezing anytime the other man’s eyes began to close. A few times he sensed that Lawrence was closing his eyes on purpose. He liked being choked, and Remy filed that information away.
Changing up the sensation that he was feeling, Remy began to roll his hips, being sure to brush the other man’s prostate with eachpass. Lawrence would tighten around him when he did, and their moans mixed together to fill the room.
Leaning over again, Remy nipped at Lawrence’s lower lip before slipping his tongue into his mouth. There was no battle for dominance as he followed Remy’s lead. They moaned into each other’s mouths as he continued to fuck him.
When he broke the kiss, Remy instead decided to take one of Lawrence’s nipples into his mouth. He bit it lightly before laving away any sting it may have caused. Remy wasn’t fool enough to believe the sensation of licking or sucking another man’s nipples was one that added significantly to the sexual experience for most. However, he did know that the slight pain caused by biting could, especially if your partner liked a bit of pain. From how Lawrence tightened around him, Remy knew he had not been wrong in his earlier assumptions.
He turned his attention to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Biting it before soothing away the pain and then repeating the action. Lawrence began to shake beneath him, and Remy sat up to look at him. The other man’s eyes had drifted closed, and Remy squeezed his neck as he pulled out and slammed back in.
“Fuck, Remy!” Lawrence exclaimed as his eyes shot open.
Remy leaned down, speaking against his lips. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you liked this.” He told him, squeezing his neck. “You like having my hand wrapped around your neck while I fuck you.” Remy pulled out, slamming back in for emphasis, and Lawrence moaned against his lips.
