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I bore down, easing the burn and increasing the pleasure. The bedroom carpet burned my back more than anything, but when Maddox grabbed my neck and pulled me up to straddle his bent legs, I got my knees under me and rode him as hard as he fucked me.

“Reach behind me,” he rasped against my mouth. “Finger me.”

I pushed two fingers into his mouth, watching his tongue slip between them to get them wet and dripping. Maddox’s hips thrust upward, and it took everything in me not to sink back to the floor and let him fuck the life out of me. When my fingers were wet, I leaned into him, slid them through the lube on my abs, and reached back.

“Mmm, fuck.” His head fell forward against mine when I started to finger his ass. I couldn’t get the right angle, so I pushed him to his back and rode his cock while reaching back to shove my fingers back inside him.

It riled him up and made him powerful. He held my hips steady and lifted his ass off the floor to fuck me from the bottom. My breathing turned audible, coming out in choppy rasps that matched each thrust. With precum leaking from my tip to his abs, I pulled my fingers from his ass and flipped the script.

I eased between his legs, poured lube on my cock, and spread him open. “Fuuuck.” The tight squeeze of his ass gripped every sensitive inch of my shaft until I bottomed out and held still.

“Fuck me hard, Devon. Fuck me so hard.” He stroked his cock and pulled his balls up, giving me the best view.

Grabbing his ankles likeholy shit handlesand holding them up, I gave him exactly what he asked for. The floor stung my knees, the air burned my lungs, and the sweat scorched my skin, but holy fuck, his ass felt amazing around my cock.

“Oh, fuck. Don’t stop.” He grabbed at me, spreading his legs and pulling me down. His blunt nails raked down my back painfully, but the pleasure overwhelmed everything else. “Fuck me. Just. Like. That.” He spread his legs wider and let me use my hips to angle him just right.

I knew his body. I knew what felt good, what felt amazing, and what would get him off. I looked right at him, scraping my nails down his shoulders and arms as I kept my hips moving. When his lips parted on a silent moan and he held his breath, I knew he was there.

“Cover me in come, Madd. Fuck, you feel good.”

“Devon,” he cried out, squeezing the hell out of my length. My abs rubbed against his dick, and his cum shot up between our bodies to land on his chest and chin.

I leaned forward to lick it up, sharing it with him as he continued to moan beautifully. Unabashed. Unhinged. So sexy. I didn’t think I’d be able to again so soon, but as the taste of his cum filled our mouths and he moaned because of it, my cock throbbed deep inside him, filling him.

“I’m not done,” he panted, trying to catch his breath. I kept languidly rocking into him, bringing him back down to earth. “I’m not done with you yet, Devon. I wanna come in your ass and be full of your cum before I fall asleep.”

I kissed him, sucking his lips clean. “I know your reboot time isn’t that fast, Madd.”

His chest heaved against mine, our sweaty bodies rubbing together as the rush faded to something calmer. “Well, whatever the fuck I’m on is a wonder drug,” he laughed, pushing me back. I pulled out and helped him stand. My legs were jelly, so Maddox pushed me onto the bed. “Mm, my favourite view,” he said of me on my stomach, ass on display for him.

Maddox blanketed me with his body, his dick sliding easily inside me again. “Madd,” I groaned. Maybe moaned. “You need a break.”

“I just wanna stay here for a minute,” he whispered against my neck, biting my ear. “You have no fucking idea how bad I wanted you tonight,” he said.

I did. I saw it. Felt nice to hear, though. “How bad?”

“So bad that the thought of taking my dick out of your ass for even one second makes me fucking feral. So bad that I had to pinch my dick not to come in my jeans at the fair just from the thought of you. So bad that I’m already ready to go again.” He rocked his hips, his cock hard and thick. “Do you need a break? Do you want water or something?” he asked as he started fucking me again.

The movement of his body made my dick rub against the bed. My body heated up and my hips tilted all on their own, giving him better access.

“Say it, baby.”

I’d never get used to him calling me that. It felt special, meant only for rare occasions or something like that. “Say what?”

“Tell me I can fuck you again.”

I wasn’t drugged, so I had no idea why or how my body was eager to go again, but it was. A whole night of sex sounded daunting—exhaustingly daunting, but I couldn’t think of anything else I wanted.

“You can fuck me again,” I said into the blanket. “You can fuck me as many times as you want, Madd.”

I moaned when he slammed into me. “I fucking love you, Devon.”

I knew he did. I was seriously the luckiest person alive.

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-Maddox-

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