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The lotion made his touch slippery and soft, and when he started rubbing me in firm, tight circles, I let out an embarrassingly loud and shaky moan.

“See? That feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked, and I shivered beneath him. “Tell me it feels good, baby.”

“It-it f-feels, g-good…” My mind was literal mush. I would have told him the sky was purple if he asked me to. My entire universe was now just Riddick and what he was doing to me with his fingers.

“I’m going to put a finger inside you. You need to bear down. Remember what I taught you about your breath? Give me a deep inhale…”

I took a long, shaky breath and held it in.

“Exhale…”

As I let out my breath, I felt him apply pressure to my hole. There was a stinging sensation and a pop, and the next thing I knew, he was knuckle-deep inside me. I felt it everywhere. In my balls, in my dick, in my chest… just everywhere.

“ Fuck, Finn.” His voice was dripping with lust, and I felt him rock his hips as he wiggled his finger deeper. “I knew you were going to be tight but, Jesus.”

I whimpered and strained against his hold on my knees, arching into the new sensation as my body adjusted to accommodate him.

“How does it feel, baby? Does it feel okay?” he asked as he began to slide his finger in and out of me. There was a wet, squelching sound that accompanied each thrust. My cock let out another rush of pre-cum, and I whimpered a shaky ‘ yes.’

“More, Riddick, please. I want more…” I begged, and he chuckled as he continued to work his fi nger in and out of me.

“Baby boy wants more?” he cooed, and I nodded frantically. I crushed my eyes shut so I could focus better on the new feelings he was subjecting me to.

“Alright, gorgeous. We’re going to work up to three fingers before we go any further. Are you ready for the next one?”

“Yes, Riddick… please. I need… I need to come.” Somehow I knew he wasn’t going to let me come until he fit that huge dick of his inside me, and the need was growing more and more urgent with every second that passed.

My balls were aching again, and I think he knew it.

“I know. I know you do, but you need to earn it, my gorgeous, gorgeous boy. Here comes finger number two. Breathe for me again, baby.”

I obeyed, slowly inhaling and exhaling, breathing through it each time he slid another finger deep inside me.

The third one stung the most, and I was mewling uncontrollably as he forced it past the tight ring of muscle.

“Shh, shh, you’re okay. You’re okay. It’ll only sting for a second…”

I focused on my breath, and just as the burn subsided, he curled all three fingers and brushed a spot inside me that made my eyes fly open, and an unexpected gasp burst out of my mouth.

He chuckled and leaned down to kiss me. He licked my lips with a flat tongue and nipped me gently.

“Feel that, baby? That’s your special spot. I wonder… If I were to keep stroking you here, would you come for me hands-free?”

He ran his fingers over it again, and I cried out, my hips suddenly rocking on their own accord, chasing the intense feeling.

“Riddick…” I whined. “Riddick, please…”

I couldn’t think; I didn’t even know what I was asking for. I just needed him to never stop. To keep touching me. I was a writhing ball of heat and need, and I was worried I might die from fucking pleasure.

“Oh yeah. I think I could definitely make you come just like this.” He sounded so pleased with himself as he continued to roll over that spot again and again.

How could anything feel this good? How was this possible?

“Keep begging, baby, and I’ll give you what you need.”

He was smiling at me again, clearly loving how he’d reduced me to a submissive puddle of pure want and desire.

“I need to come, Riddick. So bad. I need to come so bad!” I panted as he continued to torture me.

My balls were throbbing, and I could feel my orgasm building fast. I was about to fucking blow, and he wasn’t even touching my dick…

Then, he pulled his hand away abruptly, and I hissed in frustration, only to find him chuckling again.

“ Bad, Finn,” he scolded, though he sounded amused. “No coming until I say.”

“Riddick! Please!” I whined, but he was pulling away from me, and my legs unfolded with the release of his weight.

“Stand up,” he ordered, and I frowned, my lust-drunk mind confused. I didn’t think I could stand even if I wanted to. My hips were stiff from having my legs folded back for so long, and my knees felt like they were made of jelly.

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me, stand up.”

I forced myself to do as he said, rolling off the bed, feeling like a mess of loose limbs held together by elastic bands. He pumped more lotion into his hand and smeared it over his thick, veiny cock, before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Come here, straddle me.”

Oh fuck. It was happening. He was going to fuck me. I was really going to let a man fuck me! Holy fucking shit.

Feeling like I was in a dream, I did what he said, placing my knees on either side of his thighs.

He steadied me with one hand on my hip and the other on his cock. He pushed his slippery cockhead between my cheeks and rubbed it against my thoroughly prepped asshole before meeting my gaze .

“I’m going to let you control the first thrust, okay baby? Take your time. I’ll take over again once I’m inside you.”

“O-okay…”

He gave me an encouraging smile and asked me to breathe again as he notched the tip inside my asshole.

OhfuckJesusChristfucccckkk!

There was that stinging sensation again. He was so much thicker than even his three fingers had been, and for a second, I thought I was going to come just from the thought of his dick being slightly in my ass.

“Remember to breathe, baby,” he whispered, wrapping his large hands against my naked hips. He stroked my hip bones with his thumbs, and I slowly lowered myself down onto him.

“Jesus, Finn. Your ass is fucking choking me,” he grunted, his voice thick as honey. “I’ve never been inside someone so tight... You’re so fucking perfect, baby. Look at how well you’re doing, taking my big cock in your tiny little hole.”

“It…feels… so intense…” I whined, squeezing his shoulders, and I wiggled my ass down on him another inch.

“I know. You’re doing so good, gorgeous, you’re halfway there. You can do this.”

I felt his cock drag past that magical fucking spot again just as my ass hit his thighs. I clenched around him, loving the strangled groan that escaped his lips as my hole fluttered around his dick.

“ Good fucking boy. Fuck, Finn. Good boy .”

His praise lit me up, and I rocked on his lap in response, practically purring with ecstasy at the feel of him fully seated inside me.

Instinctively, I dropped my hand down from his shoulder to stroke myself, but he batted my arm away with an angry growl.

“No touching. I want to make you come just from fucking you.”

I stared at him with wide eyes.

Was that even possible?

“I’m going to move now. Are you ready?”

I nodded frantically.

“Yes, Riddick, please! ”

He was already lying back on the bed and pulling me down with him. He braced one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip, holding me in place as he lifted his hips.

I screamed as he pulled out almost to the tip and slammed into me for the first time. My cock bobbed between us, and I felt it somehow get even harder.

“That’s it, take my fucking cock, you beautiful, gorgeous boy. Is this what you wanted, baby? You wanted me to fuck you senseless?” He was speaking through gritted teeth, and I could feel his cock surging inside me, telling me he was just as close to coming as I was.

“Yes, Riddick. Please don’t stop. You’re making me feel so good.” I was sobbing now, tears literally streaming down my cheeks, and he continued to fuck up into me.

“ Such a needy boy. Look at your greedy little ass swallowing me whole. Does my baby boy need to come?”

“Yes, yes, please, fuck, yes!”

“I’m going to fill you up, and I want you to drench me with your sweet cum. Can you do that for me, gorgeous?”

I wasn’t even saying words anymore. My entire body was just pleasure, and when my cock started pulsing on its own, I felt my asshole clench with each spurt of cum that shot out of me.

“Holy fuck…” I moaned. “Fuck, I’m coming!”

“ Yes , baby. Fucking give it to me. Drown me in it.”

I painted him with cum. I watched as it coated his chest and throat, and I whimpered and cried as he continued to force my hips down onto his cock as he came inside me, too.

I could feel his cock pulsing as he emptied his load deep in my asshole, and I shook and trembled in his unforgiving grip as he held me in place.

“That’s my good boy. Take it. Take it all, baby. I want you full and fucking dripping with me,” he murmured, his eyes trained on the point where our bodies were connected .

“Riddick…”

I whimpered, my entire body going limp as I reached the end of my climax.

“I know, I know, baby,” he soothed, allowing my body to slowly lower on top of him. His abs and chest were slick with sweat and cum, but I didn’t care. I collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight and kissing the side of my head and neck over and over again.

“You did so good, sweet boy. I’m so fucking proud of you,” he whispered, rubbing my back as I shivered on top of him. He was still inside me, and I never wanted him to pull out.

“Riddick…” I whined again, not even knowing what I was trying to say, but just wanting him to keep holding me and telling me he was proud of me.

“Shh, shh. Just rest now. We can talk more in the morning.”

A shot of panic ripped through me, and I struggled to sit up so I could face him, but he just tightened his grip on me.

“Please don’t leave—stay with me,” I begged, not caring how pathetic I sounded. If I woke up and he was gone, I didn’t know what I would do…

He kissed the side of my head again, not seeming to care at all that my hair was damp with sweat and cum.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby. Rest now. You’re safe; everything is fine. I won’t leave you. I promise.”

Feeling reassured, I allowed myself to lean into the bone-aching exhaustion that was suddenly taking over my body.

I’d never been this tired before, not even after a full day of surfing. Riddick rubbed my back as I snuggled into him, inhaling his clean, masculine scent.

‘I’m going to take care of you,’ he whispered as I drifted, and I fell asleep on his chest with him still fully inside me.