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“You’re almost there. You can do it.”

He slams himself down the last inch and throws his head back with a cry. I press my face against his neck and together we shudder at how amazing it is to be connected like this.

He feels unbelievable, like a furnace-heated vise that’s been clamped over my cock. My balls are already drawn up tight and I am on the brink of coming. I manage not to through sheer force of will alone.

“Fuck, you’re huge,” Sebastian says, stating the obvious with an almost child-like wonder.

I chuckle and squeeze him tighter. “I knew you could take it.”

He chuckles too and when we lock eyes, the connection is so intense that it’s staggering. My cock pulses inside him and my fingers dig into his flesh. I want to pound into him, drive in so deep there isn’t an inch of him I don’t touch. I want to kiss him until our lips are raw, until we’re breathing air from each other’s lungs. I want to leave marks on him with my hands. I want him to be sore for days after. I want to fuck him and make him mine so badly it scares me.

Sebastian kisses me, soft and gentle, and I kiss him back just as tenderly. The kiss drags on and on, wrapping itself around me and tunneling down into me. It consumes me.

Sebastian swallows down my gasp and starts to move, fucking himself on my cock. He goes slowly at first, trying out different angles until he finds one that works for us. Then faster as he falls into the delicious rhythm of two bodies coming together.

My hands are on his ass, pulling his cheeks apart, helping him up until only the head of my cock is inside him, then pushing him down until I’m buried to the root. His eyes glaze over and his mouth hangs open. There’s a drop of sweat clinging to the tip of his nose. He’s making these whimpering sounds that grow higher and louder as we fuck.

Sebastian slows, then stills in my arms. We’re both panting hard, bodies slick with sweat. The air is heavy with our combined smell. I could come like this. I want to come like this. So deep inside his body that it’ll take days for all my cum to leak out.

He lifts himself off me, turns around to face away from me, then lowers himself back into my lap. My cock slides in easily this time and Sebastian lets out a gut-deep groan as I fill him again.

His head falls back onto my shoulder. His sweat-drenched back is plastered to my chest. His feet are planted on either side of my legs and I raise my knees to spread them even wider apart. Positioned like this, the cameras have a clear view of my cock disappearing into Sebastian’s hole, and yet it somehow feels more intimate than before.

I can touch him like this. I can pinch and tweak his nipples and trail my hands down his body. I can stroke his cock and palm his balls. Sebastian is languid, draped all over me, and when I thrust my hips up into him, he has no choice but to take it. I get in so deep it feels like I might lose myself in him.

“Yes, yes,” Sebastian gasps. “Right there. Oh god, yes.”

I pick up speed, fucking up into Sebastian as he tries his best to slam himself down on me. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air. Sweat flies off us. We slide down until we’re practically flat on the bed.

We don’t stop. Sebastian reaches up and turns my chin so we can kiss. It’s awkward and sloppy, more teeth than anything else. But it’s what pushes me right to the brink and tips me over.

“Fuck,” I shout. “I’m going to come.” I pull out just in time to start spewing my cum all over Sebastian’s balls and dick. Then I shove myself back into Sebastian’s ass and ride out the rest of my orgasm in his body.

Sebastian’s hand is flying over his cock, rubbing my cum into his sensitive flesh. His other hand is tugging at his balls, then sliding lower to where my cock is still hard inside him. That touch, such a tiny thing, it sets him off and cum rockets out of his cock. It lands in spurts all over his stomach and chest and I even feel some splatter on my chin.

He bears down on me as he comes and that extra stimulation sends an aftershock through me. Or maybe I come again. It feels strong enough for that as my dick twitches and my balls try to turn themselves inside out.

I have stars in my eyes. My body is floating away. Sebastian is heavy on me and I never want to move. This was good. Really good. It was perfect.

Sebastian chuckles and I chuckle too. Then we’re both laughing as we disentangle ourselves. He’s covered in so much cum, it’s hard to believe it was only the two of us in the scene.

“Fuck, I think I’m in love with your cock.” Sebastian’s eyes are dancing as he smiles at me.

“I think I’m in love with your hole.” I smile back.

He drops his gaze and peeks up at me through his lashes. “You’re welcome to it anytime.”

I lean over to plant one last kiss on his lips. “I may just take you up on that.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

SEBASTIAN

I’m surprised my SD cards didn’t melt during filming. That’s how hot the footage is. I mean, I know it was hot—I was there. But watching back the raw footage gets me so hard that I have to rub one off before I can focus enough to edit the damn thing. Even then, I need several breaks to cool down because—holy shit, yeah.

It’s been two days since the shoot and I’m still walking a little weird. If I stop and close my eyes, I can still feel Christian’s cock in my ass, the way he stretched me out and filled me. I can feel his big, calloused hands holding me tight, his soft lips grazing my own. I can hear his grunts as he fucked me, how they reverberated through my body.

I haven’t done much except lie in bed since he left. That’s how dazed and out of it I’ve been. Honestly, I think Christian might have ruined me for other guys.

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