As soon as he was sufficiently slippery, I grabbed my throbbing dick and nudged his hole. “This okay?”
“Austin. Babe.” He heaved himself up on an elbow and wrapped his hand around my neck. “Now.”
I pushed against his muscle begging for entrance, and yelled when he let me in. Slowly—so I wouldn’t hurt him—I slid in until I bottomed out. It felt as though his ass pulled me in. As if I belonged there, surrounded by his heat.
He hugged his strong legs around my ass and drew me closer. The second before our mouths met, he rasped out, “Move!”
So, I did. Slowly at first, but with his thighs squeezing my pelvis and his hands touching me everywhere they could reach, I had to speed up. With long thrusts, I fucked him until we didn’t kiss as much as moaned into each other’s mouths.
“You feel so good.” He rubbed his cheek against mine. “Better than I imagined.”
“So do you,” I whispered into his ear.
“Take what you need. I’m yours.”