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“Would you mind fucking me until I forget my name?”

He reared back, sitting on his thighs. I’m not ashamed to admit my focus shifted from his gorgeous face to the girth of his cock, curved up with the tip resting on his stomach. I swallowed. Earlier that morning in the shower, I’d lost my ability for coherent thought when our dicks slid together, which excused me from getting a good look at it. But now, I found it difficult to look anywhere else.

A whimper escaped my throat, and I palmed my length in my hand. Despite the embarrassment I should have felt staring at one part of his anatomy above all others, there wasn’t a way I could tear my gaze away from his magnificent—

“Neko, if you’re going to continue staring at me and licking your lips while those addictive sounds keep coming from your throat, I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

“Well, it’s a bit of a shock. And besides, I wasn’t hiding a… monster in my pants. You know the wondrous thing attached to you is bigger than my forearm, right?”

A smile lit up his face, and he shook his head. “I want to do something that I think you’ll like. Do you want to try?”

“Yes, please, for the love of all that is good and holy.”

With my permission, he looped his arms underneath my thighs and dragged me closer to him. The soft sheets against the heated skin of my back caused my spine to arch. Or then again, it might have been his touch. Whatever it was, I wanted more of Graham.

My eyes widened as he lay in between my splayed legs, his thumbs rubbing circles along my inner thighs and moving toward the one spot I needed him to touch. What I predicted he would do flew out of my mind, along with every other cognitive thought or function, when he maneuvered my legs back until my knees neared my ears. The position curved my back and lifted my ass, leaving me exposed.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot like this.”

I responded with either a grunt or a desperate moan, not caring because Graham’s next move had my cock twitch in a frenzied need to come.

He flattened his tongue against my entrance and licked a wide swath across my hole and toward my taint, where he stiffened his tongue and I choked back any sound threatening to escape. He trailed back down, and when his tongue swirled around my pucker, I whimpered for more, becoming a panting mess.

The tip of his finger circled my entrance and sent shivering pulses of bliss through me. When he added a second to tease me open, I held my breath, certain I could lose consciousness. But when he licked inside me as his fingers held me open, his tongue delving in without hesitation as he stroked my hip with his free hand, I shouted his name and came on my chest.

Graham stilled and watched, stuck in the same position with his tongue inserted in me. When he groaned, my dick spluttered out another pulse of come at the sound alone.

“Fuckity fuck!” I became eloquent right after my brain oozed out the head of my cock.

My entire body froze when he lifted his free hand and ran his finger through the pool on my stomach, examining it with deep contemplation. I paused my internal freak out and observed his movements in silence and wide-eyed anticipation until he sucked the digit into his mouth.

“You—”

“Uh-uh, nope, no talking because I can’t handle your deep, sexy, Barry White voice right now because I’m not coming again until you’re deep inside me.”

He snapped his mouth closed, but there was a definite smirk lifting the side of his face.

Breathing a sigh of relief when Graham flicked open the lube and coated his fingers, I groaned and pushed my hips down when he slid one inside. I watched him; memorizing every nuanced expression until two of his fingers were in. He brushed against my prostate and my hips shot up, seeking more stimulation as my eyes slammed closed.

Time blurred as my body hummed in a constant swell of bliss, taking me higher and higher. My world centered on Graham; his touch, the ragged sound of his breathing, and his complete concentration on mastering my body and denying his own pleasure.

“Ready?”

I nodded, unable to find my voice, but gasped when he lifted me with an ease I found myself in awe of and maneuvered both of us, settling himself on his back. Thinking he wanted me to ride him, I lowered my arms and legs.

“No, sweetheart, drape yourself back against me.”

“What?”

He lowered me onto my back, our torsos crisscrossed, and I moaned when his next breath washed over my lips. When his cock brushed the crease of my ass, I stopped figuring out where he wanted me and rubbed myself against him without shame. His lips pressed against mine and when I blinked at him, the desperation in his gray orbs made me realize what he wanted, which was what I needed.

I sat up, reaching for his lubed cock with one hand and guided him to my eager hole. We both moaned as he pressed past my puckered entrance and with the amount of preparation, he sank inside with ease. My breath caught as he stretched me, but I soon realized the width of his cock skimmed against the one spot that made me shiver and beg, driving the burn away.

Once he bottomed out, Graham guided me back, his one arm holding me around the waist, as his breaths came out in pants. I turned my head toward him, awed by the carnal position we found ourselves in, and my heart stuttered. He looked… shattered and completely whole at the same time.

“You’re magnificent, Graham. I’m surrounded by you and I’ve never felt safer or more loved.”

His lips crashed into mine and we lost ourselves in a searing kiss. I sucked in a breath as his hands landed on my hips and squeezed. When his cock rocked back and forth, and the tension built inside me, I sobbed my pleasure into his mouth.