Page 71 of Suddenly Beck

I lift one knee and change the angle, and he yells so loud, somewhere in the house my dog starts barking. He’s squirming desperately now as I ride his prostate. He’s absolutely wild for my cock, and it’s the sexiest fucking thing ever.

‘Oh my god, I’m so close,’ he cries out.

I reach around and wrap my fingers around his cock, fucking into his arse and letting the momentum force his wet dick through the tight ring of my fist.

‘Come now, Nat,’ I demand. ‘Come all over my fucking hand.’

With a yell of pained pleasure, his cock erupts in my hand, pulsing jets of scalding hot cum all over my fingers. His passage tightens like a vice around my dick, ripping my orgasm from me in a shocking wrench. A cry tears from my lips as I empty my balls deep inside him, and for a crazy wild moment, I wish I wasn’t wearing a condom so I could fill his arse with my cum, marking him in the most primal way.

We collapse to the sofa, a hot sweaty panting mess with my softening dick still buried inside him. My heart is pounding wildly in my chest like a jack hammer, and I know he can feel it against his back. I slide my hand underneath us, splaying my palm out across his chest and feeling his heart banging against my hand, and I hope that I’m not alone, that he feels just as undone as I do.

‘Is it always like that?’ he whispers.

My brow folds in confusion, and I reply quietly, ‘It’s never been like that for me before.’

‘Is it wrong that I’m glad?’ he asks.

‘No, baby.’ I kiss his shoulder sweetly as my stomach trembles, and I’m afraid I know exactly what it means. ‘It’s not wrong.’

I don’t want to move but knowing I need to before the condom starts leaking, I grab the edge of it and as slowly and gently as possible slide out of him, immediately missing his warmth. I know I need to go and dispose of the condom, but I want to take care of Nat first, I need to make sure he’s okay.

I reach down and gently massage his stretched hole.

He’s going to feel that tomorrow, and I wince, immediately feeling guilty. I’ve never lost control like that before; I’ve never been so desperate to be inside someone so deeply before.

‘What are you doing?’ he asks curiously.

‘Taking care of you,’ I reply softly. ‘You took quite a pounding. I’m so sorry,’ I mumble against his skin. ‘I shouldn’t have been so rough with you for your first time.’

‘Are you kidding? I feel fucking epic.’ He looks over his shoulder and grins at me.

‘You did take it like a champ.’ I smile a little smugly.

‘Yes, I did,’ he chuckles. ‘And I loved every second of it, Beck,’ he says softly. ‘If you were hurting me, I would have said something.’

I nod slowly, giving him a smile as I drop a tender kiss on his lips. ‘Be right back.’

I quickly climb off him and go to dispose of the condom, grabbing a damp towel on my way back, but as I step back into the room, I just pause and take in the beautiful man laid out on his stomach, reaching for the open bottle of Jack Daniels, holding it up to soft, swollen lips and taking a long swig.

He glances across the room and sees me, his face instantly lighting up as he rolls onto his back, sprawling out with the bottle in one hand and a contented sigh.

‘Oh my god, I feel so relaxed and decadent,’ he breaths.

‘You look more like Kate Winslet in Titanic.’ I smile.

He laughs and flings his arm above his head, assuming the pose as she did. ‘Jack,’ he says breathlessly. ‘I want you to paint me like one of your French girls.’

I laugh helplessly as I wander over to him, cleaning his body tenderly with the damp towel and wondering how he can turn me inside out one minute and make me laugh the next.

Standing up, I toss the towel to the floor, but Nat has other ideas, he grabs hold of me and pulls me down so I’m sitting, then he slings his leg over me so he’s straddling my lap naked, still holding the bottle.

Our dicks lay snuggled against my stomach, framed by his dark nest of curls, and incredibly, my cock gives a little interested twitch. Nat lifts the bottle to his lips again and tilts his head back, and I watch the ripple of his throat muscles in fascination as he swallows.

‘Do you want to know a secret,’ he whispers against my mouth as I stare down at his swollen bee stung lips.

‘What,’ I murmur, completely bewitched by him.

‘Just knowing that you’ve had your cock in my arse is making me horny.’ He smiles slowly.