Page 86 of Awakening the Sheriff

I frowned. “You can go again?”

Keaton rose and met my eyes. “I love being fucked, even if I can’t come again. I might. I don’t know, but it doesn’t matter.”

“You sure?”

He kissed me tenderly. “Would be a shame for you to prep me so beautifully and then not take advantage of it.”

Well, when he put it like that…

Keaton crawled back onto the bed and positioned himself on his stomach. “Try it like this. It’s a whole different angle for you.”

I grabbed the lube and spread some onto my cock and my fingers, then pushed inside Keaton’s ass with two lubed fingers to double-check he’d been opened enough. He could use a little more prep, but that was easy enough, and then he was ready for me.

I stretched out on top of Keaton, his back against my chest, and with a little finagling, slid inside him. Bare. My slick cock inside his hot, wet ass. It felt…perfect. I didn’t have words to describe it.

“Fuuuuuck,” Keaton moaned, not done with his cursing streak. I secretly loved it. “Don’t stop. Keep going.”

His wish was my command. This evening was supposed to be all about him, so I sank home all the way.

“Love that burn,” he mumbled. “Hurts so good.”

I’d have to take his word for it. I slowly pumped a few times until his body was relaxed again.

“Auden?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you go hard? Like, as hard as you can? Need to feel it tomorrow.”

The question of whether he was sure was on my lips, but I swallowed it back. I had to trust him to know his own mind.

I repositioned myself until I felt stable and had the right angle, and then I anchored myself on him as I went deep. My thrusts grew harder, more precise, until I was slamming into him with rough strokes that slapped through the room. He moaned, grunted, and mumbled words I couldn’t make out. But he also pushed his ass back, inviting me, and did everything to tell me how much he wanted this.

His ass was so slick. So tight. So hot. I couldn’t get enough of it, and I wanted to soak up every little moan and grunt, every muscle twitch as I fucked him. My breathing became shallow, short bursts of air forced between clenched teeth as my body protested the strenuous exercise.

Keaton’s hands moved restlessly, scratching the comforter. I pinned them above his head, holding them down with my right hand. My rhythm came naturally now, as if my hips knew exactly what to do.

He hadn’t been joking when he’d said he liked it rough. The harder I fucked him, the more I let loose on his ass, the more Keaton loved it. Christ, the sounds he could make, how his face looked when he was all caught up in the sensations of it… I didn’t think I’d ever grow tired of watching him experience pleasure on my cock. Most beautiful sight in the world.

I was getting close. “Can you come?”

“No, but it’s okay. Wanna feel your cum inside me. Let go.”

So I did, and with a few more strokes, I exploded. I buried my cock deep inside him and dug my teeth into his shoulder at the same time. My body shook as I unloaded, and my eyes crossed for a moment with how hard I came. No wonder. I’d been edging myself for a while.

“Jesus, that was perfect,” Keaton said with a happy sigh. “Can feel your load inside me. Never felt that before.”

“You’re still cursing.”

Keaton chuckled. “It’s a sex thing. It’ll pass.”

“I like that I can make you curse.”

I pulled out, dragging a trail of cum out. Christ, that was the single hottest thing I’d ever seen.

“I love you,” Keaton said dreamily, and my mind was so focused on the erotic sight of his cum-dripping ass that it took a moment for his words to register. But when they did, unexpected tears welled up.

“I love you too. So much. You’re perfect.”

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