Page 72 of Returning Your Love
Hands clasped at my hips in a sudden death grip, fingertips digging into flesh. “Fuckinghell.” Chaz groaned the words and shuddered hard.
Goose bumps erupted over me as I focused on where he split open my body, the sting everything I’d hoped for and more.
“Fill me up, Chaz. Want every inch of you shoved up my ass,” I said the second I was ready to take more. “Need you in me. Please,” I begged, not giving two shits I revealed my desperation to finally be with him.
Another curse spilled off Chaz’s lips, but he pushed forward, slow and steady, until his groin kissed my cheeks. Still, he shoved as though desperate to go deeper, pressing my chest into the back of the couch.
Fuck. Yes.
I moaned, my ass stinging. It’d been too goddamned long since I’d been with a man, and the raw ache and discomfort of being stuffed too quickly electrified me.
Chaz, my best friend, the man I’d loved forever was finally inside me, owning me in ways no man had ever done. There would never be anyone else. Ever.
Shivers raced over my skin again. I was a live wire ready to explode, sparks igniting along my nerve endings.
“So goddamn tight.” He groaned, his fingertips digging into my hips. “You’re strangling the fuck out of my dick, Jamie.”
“Fuck me,” I begged, trying to squirm on his cock. Needed him to send me tumbling head over heels into what was going to be the best climax of my entire life. No. Fucking. Doubt.
He hissed and smacked my ass cheek with a sharp crack that sounded as good as it felt.
“Ah, fuck,” I arched, my cock bucking against my abs as I squeezed my hole around his girth.
“Hold still, goddamn you.” Chaz growled and gripped me firm again. “Want to enjoy this, not blow like a teenager, and you got me there already with how perfect you feel. Jesus Christ.” He slowly pulled out, dragging his length from of my clenched asshole until only the tip stayed lodged inside me.
I whimpered at the loss. “Chaz…”
He thrust in, forcing a grunt from my lungs. Not nearly enough lube, but fucking hell, he fit me perfectly.
“More—give it to me. Every goddamn inch.”
No more words filled the heated air around us. The smacking of his groin against my backside, the grunts and groans of two men in the throes of passionate fucking, created the most spine-tingling music I’d ever heard.
Chaz angled his hips and leaned over my back, face in my armpit, rutting into me like a crazed animal.
“Fuck yeah—right there,” I groaned as his pounding thrusts rubbed his cockhead continuously over my prostate.
He was a fucking god, and finally mine.
Love you.
The words whispered through my head, and tears welled. Slamming my eyelids shut to keep from crying, I reached for my straining dick that jerked and spat out pre-cum with every slam of Chaz’s body into mine.
I could have come hands-free, but the noises Chaz made clued me in he wasn’t going to last. Wanted my hole to suck the cum out of his shaft and milk him until he filled me the fuck up. Needed to be flooded with his spunk, have it soak into my flesh so he would always be a part of me.
“Give me your cum, Chaz—fucking now, goddamnit.”
White light flashed behind my clenched eyes, and I hollered as spunk shot up through my length.
“Fuck!” Chaz buried deep as my hole squeezed around him. His cock bucked inside me but didn’t release. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” He croaked and swallowed harshly, hips stuttering as I splattered his couch with thick spurts of spunk.
Groaning, I arched on instinct, wanting to be bred like a bitch in heat.
“C-Coming,” he whispered. “Jamie…”
The heat of his cum painted my insides as he bucked, his cock pulsing inside my ass.
Perfect. So goddamn, utterlyperfect.
