Page 44 of The Hotshot vs The Reporter

“Fuck the condoms.” I feel him smile, just as I press my lips against his and kiss him hard. He falls easily into the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside and massaging mine, making my already needy cock weep with anticipation. I pull back enough to look into his eyes. “I’m not sleeping with anyone else, and I don’t plan to.”

I should probably add “for now” or “for a while” or something, but I can’t make myself say it. I don’t want to think about a time with anyone else. I just want this.

He nods, his nose brushing mine as he kisses me again and threads his fingers through my hair. I don’t want to move my mouth from his, so I don’t. I find my way between our bodies as he lifts and parts his legs, allowing my lubed fingers to find his hole. I kiss him as I circle it slowly, marveling at the feel of him.

When I add more pressure and slip inside his tight heat, I groan, and he gasps softly, “Yes.”

“Oh fuck, you feel so damn good.”

“It’ll get even better,” he says as he kisses me hard, and I slip inside some more. I groan again, and his hands move to my back, sliding over my skin and lighting me on fire. “More. Please more.”

I oblige, pulling my finger out before adding another, reveling in the tight heat surrounding my fingers. I might not make it inside him at this point, but I’ll have no regrets.

“Please,” he pleads with me. “I need you. Now.”

“Fuck,” I groan. “I think you need more.”

“Nope,” he says, as his hands grip my forearms, and I scissor my fingers inside him, stretching him a bit more. “I need you.”

I need that too.

I stop arguing with him and remove my fingers, but I curse when his lubed—I guess I missed that part—hand circles my aching cock and strokes me. “Oh fuck, Soren,” I gasp, and I swear he’s smiling.

But then he’s guiding me to his prepared hole, and I’m pushing inside him, neither of us smiling anymore. We’re both too fucking blissed-out as I push into him, stretching his body around mine.

“Oh, God. Yes.” He pulls his thighs back more, and I take over holding them as his hands move to my bare ass, and he’s pushing me inside as I thrust forward, surrounded by the most intensely squeezing heat until I bottom out.

I have to still my entire body for a moment, afraid I’ll come if I move even a small fraction. But Soren has other ideas, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass as he somehow manages to pull back until only the tip of my cock is inside him. Then he thrusts forward, fucking himself on my dick.

“Oh shit. Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant as I hold onto his thighs, no doubt bruising his flesh and moving with him.

It’s on after that, neither of us holding back. It’s chaotic and frantic and so damn perfect.

I can see his cock is flushed a deep purple at the tip, leaking like crazy, and standing hard and tall against his stomach as I fuck into him over and over again.

He removes one hand from my ass and strokes himself, but after a couple of long, slow strokes, I can’t take it. I knock his hand away and grab his hot shaft in my hand, jerking him off slowly, using his precum and the lube still on my hand.

He tosses his head back, the veins in his neck popping. “Yes. Oh God, yes. I’m so close.” His entire body pulls up tight as I slam into him over and over, adjusting my angle and making him cry out. “There. Right fucking there,” I hear him say, and I do it repeatedly, one hand holding his leg and the other on his gorgeous cock.

When his cock starts spilling cum over my hand and onto his belly, I swear I nearly black out from the sheer pleasure of hearing him cry out in ecstasy at the same time. I feel my balls drawing up tight against my body, heat rushing down my spine, just as my release hits me.

My cum fills him to the brim as I keep pushing into him, riding the waves of pleasure before I nearly collapse on top of him.

I find his sweet mouth and kiss him. Wanting to tell him so many damn things but unable to form actual words.

That was beyond perfect.

Better than any race.

Better than any damn thing.

And I’m totally fucked because I still don’t know what this is to him. But to me, it was everything.

CHAPTER19

SOREN

Holy fucking shit. I think he ruined me for all other guys.And I should be more upset about that. I mean... I don’t know what we’re doing. We haven’t talked about it, and if I’m being honest, I’m a little afraid to.

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