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The position was intimate, but it also allowed Graham freedom to maneuver me. He lifted my hips and on the next stroke; he slammed up into me as he forced my body down, the resulting buzz making my cock twitch.

“I can’t get enough of you,” Graham said.

His hips rolled up, driving inside me, as I mumbled words of encouragement. Or at least I hoped they made sense. Tingles of sizzling heat throbbed throughout my untried body as I clenched against his cock.

“Oh, fuck, yes, harder, Graham. Take me and make me yours.” The thrill of being fucked, letting go and being controlled as he took pleasure from my hole and body, turned me into a filthy-mouthed slut.

“Your cock sliding inside me, stretching my hole, punishing my prostate… better than the maddening daydreams that took me over the edge as I palmed myself in the shower after sleeping in your arms. Do you know how many times I wanted to swallow your cock and moan in encouragement until you shot down my throat?”

My head dropped back on his shoulder with a sob of gratification when his hold tightened and his thrusts sped up. My legs spread wider and when he drove himself up I rolled my hips, feeling him swelling inside me, leaving me a shivering mess.

He grunted and said, “Is this what you wanted, sweetheart. My cock, opening you wide as you clench against me.”

I closed my eyes and gave him a filthy moan in response.

Dazed from the constant thrum of need, he sat us both up and flipped me around until I straddled his thighs, him still deep inside me as he stood. With each step he took toward the chaise in the corner, my cock rubbed against his taut stomach and his dick bounced deeper inside me, almost pushing me over the edge.

As he sat us down facing each other, I registered the softness of the fabric as my back brushed against the chair. I glanced down, noting my legs stretched wide over his open thighs, his one knee bent on the lounge itself. His other foot, planted on the floor, gave him leverage. Graham’s new intimate position allowed a closeness where I peered into the depths of his gaze as my arms cloaked his shoulders.

I pressed my mouth to his and in a breathy moan, said, “I won’t last much longer. I can’t take your obscene descriptions of me wrapped around your hard, aching member.”

A growl echoed throughout the bedroom as my ass ground into his cock, sparking a blinding pleasure, making me cry out. I repeated the movement, and barked out a curse when Graham rocked back and forth, punching his shaft at the perfect angle which started the familiar tingle in my balls.

“Fuck, love, I’m going to come all over you. I’m going to squeeze you so tight you won’t have a choice other than come inside me. And I’m going to feel your cock expanding… fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”

Graham kissed me before he pulled back and panted out, “Me taking you bare, fucking my come inside you, and watching your gaping hole take everything I give you—”

My head dropped back, and I screamed his name as my body tensed and shivered. After the initial shock of my unexpected release, I forced my eyes open as I marked Graham, watching the streaks of white coat his perfect skin and wiry chest hair. When a rope landed on his nipple, I lifted my hand and flicked it with my thumb.

Graham’s hands scrambled up to cup my cheeks, holding me close and licking inside my mouth as I absorbed his moans. I clutched at him and sank down on his cock, reveling in the swell of his dick as it pulsed inside me, coating me, and marking me as his.

Has anyone died from such an intensive orgasm? I guess the answer was no by the way my heart tried to beat out of my chest and the harsh breaths ripped in and out of my throat. Exhaustion weighed me down and I sagged in Graham’s arms and mumbled something against his neck.

“Neko?”

Unable to answer, I sighed and promptly fell asleep.

Chapter 6

Graham

A soft soundbrought me awake in an instant. I blinked open my eyes and glanced down. Neko lay in my arms with a possessive hand on my thigh and the other splayed around my forearm, locked around his chest.

Yesterday changed everything for me, both in fundamental and surprising ways.

Happiness thrummed through me as my eyes traced over Neko’s beautiful features. The subtle brush of his eyelashes against the softest skin I’ve ever touched, the purse of his lips no longer swollen but still tempting, and his unruly hair giving him an ethereal beauty. Pride swelled in my chest because this exquisite man accepted me into his life, allowed me to love him, and shared his family and friends with me.

“What are you thinking about?” Neko asked.

Not able to keep the smile off my face, I leaned down and kissed his cheek. “Should I tell you? I mean, you fell asleep on me after our mutual orgasms.”

He turned in my arms, releasing my thigh, but not my arm. He pressed my forearm to his chest and shivered as the cool morning air skimmed over him. I reached for the comforter and tucked it around both of us.

“You’re always cold,” I observed aloud.

“Not when you’re sleeping with me. I love you’re my personal furnace, and bonus points for me this morning because you’re naked. So am I, but that’s not as important. How long did we sleep?”

I smiled. “Well, after cleaning you up, which I can say you were most unhelpful with because as soon as I headed to the bathroom, you curled into a tight ball and wouldn’t unfurl even for a warm washcloth. I managed, after warming you with the heated blanket, and then dried you with a fluffy towel. By the time I tugged you close, it was about midnight. It’s ten now.”