Chapter 249

Andy made a sound, a laugh or maybe a sob. “Jesus, that’s—You like that, sweetheart? I canfeelyou getting harder. Do that again, make me feel you inside and out for hours…”

Scooter went boneless under Andy for just a moment, need so white hot that he couldn’t breathe. “…God…” He gasped for air like breathing was a thing he could wrestle into submission. “You tell meif I hurt you, babe,” he cautioned, then arched up, rolling his hips slow and round, pressing into Andy, harder, deeper. At the apex of his circle, he brought his hand down against Andy’s ass, a sharp, stinging slap that left a dull echo in the air. His palm tingled and his dick jolted at the movement Andy’s body made.

Andy gasped and groaned and shuddered. “Doesn’t hurt,” he said. “Oh, God, it feels like, like fire, the best kind of fire, that instant right before you come, God.” He rolled his hips a little, pushing, testing. “Christ. I’m going to come if you keep that up.”