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17 - Need
9:06pm
His head rolls back and to the side, he’s trying to hide his reaction from me.
I fucking told him this thing was amazing. The Japanese know what they’re doing.
I don’t know if its just the shape or also the material or the ridges…it’s incredible.
I want him to feel everything he made me feel earlier. I angle it slightly to
hit the spot that made him gasp a second ago and when I get the same reaction
I start to move it in and out slightly in just that spot.
He drops his knees and grabs a fistful of sheets. The shift in his legs causes
the angle to change. He raises his hips to try and get it back. My hands shake
as I watch him. I can’t believe how fucking hot this is. Brian with his eyes
closed and his lips parted and panting and submissive and letting me fuck him
with this thing.
I bite my lower lip hard, drawing blood. I scoot up closer and push on the back
of his thighs a little. I lean over and spit on the handle of the toy, watch
the saliva roll down and then inside of him. I close my eyes and try to remember
to breathe.
“Justin,” I open my eyes and he’s looking at me. But not the way he normally
does during sex. His eyes are heavy and glassy, but they’re also dilated and
sort of wild. I wonder if this is how he looks when I fuck him. He usually sticks
his head in the pillow and acts like he doesn’t love every second of it.
I think for him having someone to surrender to is probably a relief. I am still
in awe that he lets me do it more and more. He’s getting pretty good about it,
easy even. A few weeks ago when were done he just kissed me and went to sleep
without fucking me four times just to prove who was boss. I didn’t sleep much
that night; I stayed up and watched him. I felt proud and confused and elated
all at once.
I look up again and meet his eyes, watch the fire blaze inside of him. I feel
nauseas and horny and exhausted all at the same time. No one will ever make
me feel the way Brian does.
I lean down and kiss his thighs, moving the toy in and out of him slowly. His
hips rise and fall with it, working against the places inside that make him
crazy. I look up as he scrubs a hand over his face roughly. A few fingers go
into his mouth, he wants to scream, but there’s a limit to how much he’ll let
go.
I kiss up higher, around his dick and onto his stomach. My tongue slides over
his ribs and then up to his right nipple. I bite lightly and play over it softly
with my tongue. I feel his stomach muscles jump under my free hand.
I get up to his neck, suck on his collarbone and lick up his jaw. He reaches
between us and grabs my wrist suddenly. I hear his breath catch.
I wait a minute, maybe two. “Tell me what you want,” I whisper it directly into
his ear.
“I want,” he starts to answer but stops, pulls at my wrist a little more to
make sure he has control. “I want…” he chokes on the words again.
“I know,” I pull the toy out completely, get a condom and stick two fingers
inside of him. I move them in and out and to the side quickly. He bucks and
gasps but doesn’t protest.
When I push inside a noise escapes from inside of him, it’s desperate and pained
and makes me crazy.
“God you’re so,” the breath leaves my lungs and the words fade away.
“Yeah,” Brian’s legs fall apart and his resolve to stay quiet melts. As he begins
to moan I start to move faster.
“This day has been so,” I stop deep inside of him, turn my face to look at him.
“Yeah,” Brian clenches down and I see stars.
“I mean,” my face falls into Brian’s neck, I breathe in deep the scent of sweat
and sex and passion.
“Yeah,” Brian threads fingers through my hair, pulls my head back sharply and
forces our lips to meet.
We don’t kiss really, there’s no energy left. Our lips touch and breath mingles
and finally I start to move again.
I push Brian’s left leg up and angle my hips differently.
“Yes, there,” he grabs at my ass and tries to get me in deeper.
I start to get the telltale feeling inside, my balls are rising and my stomach’s
clenching and I know what’s coming, but damn I’m not ready.
I slow down.
“Justin,” he barks and rolls his hips. “Fuck me.”
He’s horny and tired. We’re both strung out and running on fumes. It’s like
this need is a sickness, we can’t get enough.
I feel dizzy from the desire. I’m inside of him but I want to be further. I’m
touching him all over but it’s not enough. I can taste him and smell him and
feel him and I want more.
“More,” I start to piston my hips.
He meets my thrusts and his teeth sink into my shoulder.
The moment he breaks the skin I come. I’m a terrible top sometimes, with Brian
it’s impossible to wait. My body jerks and my jaw clenches.
I try to recover as fast as possible. I pull out and move my dead weight off
of him. I grab the discarded toy and immediately stick it inside of him before
he has a chance to process what’s happening.
“God, fuck,” he gasps and tries to gain control. I put a strong hand on his
stomach and start to move it inside of him.
“Come on,” I push it deeper and angle it up. He sucks in a deep breath and holds
it. I know I’ve got him.
His hands move to my forearms, he holds them tightly but doesn’t stop me. Two
seconds later he’s coming and the sound that fills the loft is sharp and brilliant
and beautiful.
9:38
Tbc...
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