Page 64 of Infamous Heart

“The Centurion techs had to take some liberties for my abilities.”

“It’s perfect.” My words were breathy as I struggled to shove my heart back into my chest. Instead of running through the airport to confess his undying love, he’d taken a dream and made it a reality.

As he walked toward the couch, his powers erupted, breaking through thin transparent strips of his costume. Even the chest piece lit up as if he were a human beacon.

“Thank you,” he said. He held out his hand, and as I placed my hand in his, he pulled me to my feet, then off my feet. Hugging me tight against his chest, we slowly spun in a circle. He could thank me all day long, but this origin story belonged to the both of us.

I brushed a bit of hair away from his face before kissing him. Cupping the sides of his head, I bit down on his lower lip, teasing him enough that he reached down grabbing my ass. It quickly went from playful to lustful. I needed his weight on top of me as he fucked me.

“I hope you can get out of the suit faster than you put it on.”

“Oh?”

I pulled back and his raised eyebrow transitioned into a wide-eyed stare. We stopped rotating and touched down. As I pulled my t-shirt over my head, he was already peeling the suit off his body. By the time I unzipped my jeans, he was standing stark naked, and I had to slow to take in the sight of him.

“Follow me.” I took him by the hand and headed toward his bedroom. As we walked into the dark room, he threw a glowing orb above the bed, where it cast a soft light across the room. Atop his dresser sat a Lego replica of a spaceship from Star Wars, a sign that I found a keeper.

Before I could turn around, he gave me a push, sending me onto all fours on the geometric patterned comforter. I could feel him step between my legs. I imagined his cock pressed against my ass and, just like that, I was hard as a rock. As much as I wanted him to shove inside, at his size, lube was required, and even then it’d be a rough ride.

His fingers grazed my calves, dragging along my skin until he reached my thighs. As he changed direction, following my skin upward, I shivered. Knowing he could hurl a car made the gentle caress even more erotic. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t want this to stop.

A single finger traced a line down the middle of my ass. I gasped, and then again as it reached the underside of my sack. It turned to a moan as he reached under, running his hand along my cock. I pushed back, signaling for him to pick up the pace. What can I say, I can be a pushy bottom.

He shifted his weight. The light touch turned firm as he gripped my ass in both hands. He squeezed hard enough that I’d have a handprint sized bruise on my ass in the morning. I’d gripe, but I loved a morning after reminder.

“Oh fuck.” The stubble of his chin pressed against my taint, and suddenly, every nerve along my skin fired. It started with a flick of the tongue. Teasing, I desperately tried to push back, but his hands held me in place. Sebastian made it clear, tonight he was in control.

I clenched the comforter as his teasing turned to vigorous licking. His hands slid from my ass to my hips as he pulled me back, burying his tongue. If he wanted to drive me wild, he already achieved that goal.

“Fuck me.” I meant it to be filled with yearning, almost begging, but it came out as a command.

“Yes, sir,” he whispered, kissing my inner thigh.

For the size of his cock, I should have let him continue rimming, but patience wasn’t a virtue I possessed. As he stood, he pressed himself against my ass, reminding me of his thickness. He stepped back for a moment and the familiar sounds of spit coating an erection filled the space between my panting.

My fingers curled around the fabric, bracing for the pleasure coated in pain. As he resumed his position between my legs, I could feel the head of his hard-on demanding entry. The first inch pushed inside and I buried my face in the bed, moaning loud enough to give the neighbors alarm.

My lack of frequent bottoming would have made an average penis feel huge, but when Sebastian entered, it pushed me to my limits. Thankfully, Sebastian held still, giving me a chance to adjust to his girth. Meanwhile, he continued the light touches along my legs, a reminder that he was focused on my comfort.

For the next minute, we didn’t move as I forced my body to relax, to accept him. Lust overtook common sense, and I rocked back and forth, each time gasping as more of his dick slid inside. Now it was his turn to moan. With hands firmly planted on my hips, he pulled me back until I could feel his balls brush against mine.

We both froze, savoring the sensation.

“You’re so damned thick.” To mock my comment, he flexed his penis, causing it to jump. I groaned at the thickness stretching my ass to its limits.

It turned amazing as he started with slow strokes. The sounds coming out of my mouth could only be described as whimpers. I was at Sebastian’s mercy. I went for my own cock to feel the trail of wetness, but he reached around my waist, firmly gripping the length of my shaft. Each time he thrust, he shoved me forward, jerking me off.

“Don’t stop.” Now I begged.

His hips gyrated like a professional. Once I grew accustomed to his girth, he pulled himself all the way out and before I could beg, he slammed the entire length inside. Leaning over my body, he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me onto my side, with him molded to my back. The sensation bordered on overwhelming, his entire body touching mine while he returned to the fast jabs.

“Want me to come?” It was a courtesy question, and as I reached back, hand on his ass urging him deeper, he had his answer.

His mouth rested next to my ear, where I could hear the shallow breathing like a storm. “I’m close.” I dug my nails into his ass. His pace quickened as he let out a low growl.

The orb above us flared and shattered. Tiny dots of light showered down around us like fireworks. “I’m — argh.” His rhythm faltered, and he bit down on my shoulder as he howled. I closed my eyes, savoring the jerking of his cock as he came inside me.

I could have fallen asleep there, with him still buried in my ass.

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