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The world shrunk to the space between us, the universe solely consisting of Damien and me, our desperate breaths the only sound in the vastness. His slick finger ran over my entrance before pushing in, causing my eyebrows to jerk up, a moan escaping.

“That ok?” he asked, keeping his finger still.

“Yeah, keep going,” I answered, grinding down on his hand, showing him I could take more. He went in knuckle-deep and I saw the stars. He continued to work me, making me leak all over myself. This had never happened to me before, I’d never been this wet, but damn did Damien do things to me. Things I couldn’t begin to explain.

I didn’t really care to explain it either. Just wanted to experience it. All of it. My eyes rolled back as Damien added another finger. The stretch was pure pleasure, heightening my desire—I was ready for more than just his fingers.

“Damien,” I said, voice raspy with need. “Please, give it to me.” I reach for his cock, stroking him as our lips crashed together.

We broke from the kiss, Damien’s chiseled face flushed red. He positioned himself at my entrance, the head of his thick cock teasing me, slipping inside. I shivered with pleasure, my skin prickling with goose bumps.

“Fuck, baby, look at how your ass just takes me,” Damien whispered, his voice a throaty growl laden with desire.

I could only respond with a whimper as he sunk in deeper. He pushed into me slowly, steadily, every inch of him filling me up, stretching me in the most delicious of ways. The sensation was overwhelming, and I gripped his muscular arms, my fingers digging into his flesh as our bodies became one.

He stilled for a moment. The intensity in his eyes was palpable, his emerald gaze searching mine for any sign of discomfort.

“You okay?” he murmured.

I nodded, the sensation of being so completely filled by him sending shock waves of pleasure throughout my entire body. “Yes, Damien, more than OK. Please, fuck me. Hard.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” he said, wearing a devilish smirk that nearly made me come right then and there.

With that, he began to thrust, deep, hard, setting a rhythm that was slow and deliberate, each push and pull designed to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible. His mouth found mine, our tongues dancing together in time with our bodies.

The feeling of him moving inside me was pure bliss, and every touch, every kiss, only served to heighten the sensation. His hand slipped between us, fingers finding my stiff dick and stroking in time with his thrusts.

“God, Robby,” he groaned, his breath hot against my neck. “You feel so good, so tight. I can’t… I can’t hold on much longer.”

I moaned, lost in the sensations he was drawing out of me. “Let go, Damien. I want to feel you come inside me.”

That was all it took. With a final thrust, Damien spilled into me, his body tensing as he rode out the waves of his climax. I clung to him, my own release crashing over me a moment later, cum shooting and leaving us both breathless and spent, my chest and stomach and chin all left a sticky mess.

But Damien wasn’t done. Even as the tremors of his orgasm still shook his body, he pulled out only to flip me over onto my stomach. I gasped at the suddenness of the movement, passion jolting through me once again. I was still hard too, my cock leaking onto the bed.

“Can’t get enough of you,” he growled in my ear, his fingers digging into my hips as he entered me from behind. I gave a shout of pure pleasure as skin slapped against skin.

This angle was deeper, more intense. He set a punishing rhythm, each thrust sending me closer and closer to the edge all over again.

“You’re mine, Robby,” he hissed, his voice dripping with lust. “All mine.”

I could only moan in response, the pleasure building once more. And then, with a final thrust, Damien and I both came again, his release warm and filling as he collapsed on top of me, the two of us spent and sated as we lay on the dry side of the bed.

For a long while, we just stayed there, our breathing slowly returning to normal. Damien pulled me close so that our bodies were entwined. We exchanged soft, tender kisses, coming down from the heights of our sex.

And fuck, did we reach some heights.

I’d never come like that before. My body still felt like jello, the connection between us stronger than ever. For the first time in a very long time, I felt truly alive.

“I love you, Robby,” he murmured.

“I love you too,” I whispered back.

Damien’s strong arms wrapped around me, and we lay nestled together, our heartbeats harmonizing. The intimacy of the moment had me feeling like we were the only two people in the universe.