Page 54 of Knock Knock

“No.”A little.

Nate pulled back a bit, giving small, gentle thrusts of his hips. It didn’t alleviate the weird pressure feeling, but it had me biting my lip again. “Never better,” he said.

Instead of grabbing him, I reached behind my head, dipped my hands beneath his, and linked our fingers against the back of the couch. Nate squeezed hard, starting to fuck into me nice and slow.

My dirty mouth vanished, and my obsessive need chilled. When I looked at the way his abs flexed with every thrust, a calmness set in that proved to me I was right where I was supposed to be. I drummed my fingers along the tops of his hands, making sure we were properly linked, tight and unforgiving. Nate looked, drawn by the motion, and when he lowered his gaze to my eyes, something changed within him.

He thrust harder, making me groan. He fucked me even harder, making me moan. As my body sagged down on the couch, my ass seeking the fill of his cock, I became conflicted about what to do with my hands. Hold his or jerk myself off?

Nate let go, and I huffed in annoyance. “Come here.” He pulled out and helped me down to the floor.

“I wanna ride you,” I blurted.

He smirked. “Next time. I can tell you’re being all sentimental and needy right now.” He shoved the table out of the way and settled between my legs. “I’ll hold your hands, Xavi.” He linked our hands on either side of my head, pinning them to the floor, and moaned when he entered me again. My own moan almost drowned it out, but fuck, I loved the sound of him turned on. “And this way, you don’t have to jerk off.” He bent over me, fucking me while his abs rubbed against my sensitive cock, adding the perfect friction.

“Shit,” I gasped, loving that.

“Learned it from Devon.”

“Don't say Devon.”

He laughed, but then his mouth was on mine and our breaths were mingling. If I thought I was delusional before, the drag of his cock inside me and the rub of his body against mine turned me borderline unhinged. Every motion created a sensation, and every thrust taught a lesson. My hips tilted to find that angle that felt perfect, and when a jarring bolt of pleasure made me gasp against his jaw, he grinned.

“He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named bet me I couldn’t find it the first time.” He rocked, hitting that same spot that almost had me coming between our bodies. “Found it.”

Oh, fuck.Did he ever!I started to sweat with the pressure of trying to hold out a little longer. “He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named’s husband bet that I wouldn’t come the first time.”

“Please come,” Nate begged. “Because my ass hurts from trying not to. Fucking come, Xavi.” He pushed into me, tightening our hands and rocking our bodies on the floor.

While the pain was still there, it was such a background feeling that I focused solely on the building orgasm. When I bit my lip, Nate bit it free, and that was it for my restraint.

“Ah, fuck yeah,” I moaned, heels jammed into his thighs, ass rising off the floor to take what I wanted from him. Cum slicked between our bodies, my eyes closed without permission, and my fingers slackened in his hold. “Nate.”

His forehead hit mine, and he blurted something rushed about coming inside me, but it was far too late for that. Nate’s body trembled on top of mine, his forehead slipping until he was moaning right in my ear. But his moans weren’t fluid. They were choppy, barked out between staccato breaths, forced and unbalanced.

“Oh, fuck, Xavi. Oh, fuck.”

I needed to feel him. I let go of his hands, wrapped my arms around his back, and held onto him as I actually got to experience him coming during sex for the first time. I’d seen it from across the room, felt it through a second body like she was a conduit, but this trumped all feelings.

“So fucking hot, Nate.” He kept still, but the cum between our bodies provided a smooth glide. My legs lowered, stretching out, hitting his heels, and… “Did you keep your socks on?”

He collapsed on top of me, partially laughing but mostly wheezing through his smoker’s lungs. “Look, you broke your toe, and I’ve had enough of feet for a while. Yes, I kept them on.” He balanced himself on his elbows. “We fucked.”

I smiled, unable to help it. “We fucked,” I confirmed.“Don’t freak out.”

“I’m not freaking out.Youdon’t freak out.” He smiled. “Recap?”

I grabbed his jaw. “Our twenty-five-to-life just became my new favourite thing, Nate. I amsogay.”

He laughed. “You’re not gay. Bi, maybe.”

I shook my head, in complete denial. “Nah. Totally gay now. For you. I just made the switch.”

“That’s allowed?”

“Who says it isn’t?” I raised a brow, reaching down to press on his ass cheek.

He rocked into me a bit, shaking all over. “Fuck, fine. Totally gay.” He looked at me. “For you, too.”

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