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to Aidan. "You ready, baby?" "You're going to make love to me?" "Mmm," said Sammy, carefully tugging at the silk briefs Aidan was wearing and pulling them off. He wrapped them around his hands, so the wet spot was prominent, and buried his nose in them. "Love the smell of your come, baby," he said, tossing the briefs aside. "Sexy, so sexy." "You don't have to," said Aidan, as Sammy's face descended on the damp, matted hair around his cock and began to lick at the damp, sticky flesh, licking and lapping and twirling around the head of Aidan's cock to make him scream before returning to licking again. Aidan moaned desperately. "Good dessert," said Sammy, licking his lips and pulling himself up to rest on the left side of Aidan's chest. "You okay, baby?" he asked as Aidan winced. Aidan nodded. "Good." He kissed Aidan then, and Aidan's world in that moment became Sammy's lips, and breath, and the touch of Sammy's fingers as he combed one hand through the hair on the back of Aidan's head, pulling Aidan into his kiss. The other touched Aidan's body, spread wide and dancing over arms and chest and cupping Aidan's ass. Aidan heaved for breath as Sammy's lips pulled away to kiss his face, his cheeks, his neck. Aidan's hands sought Sammy's back, holding Sammy frantically as Sammy began to mark him. Oh, God, the suction was so... Aidan moaned, and he could feel teeth as Sammy sucked harder, marking Aidan's flesh. The bruises were going to be so deep, so dark. "Yeeesss!" Sammy slid against Aidan's body, his flesh warm and soft, but with a firmness beneath, and it was so good. "Mine," whispered Sammy as he shifted and latched onto Aidan again. Aidan trembled beneath Sammy's hands, so firm, demanding, determined. "Aiiighhh." His cry was strangled and desperate as Sammy kept marking him, bruising his skin until it was tender to the touch, speckling with blood and then, slowly, growing bluish black as Sammy moved to the next spot and made the bruising even worse. "Yours!" cried Aidan. Sammy's hand strayed to the bruising at Aidan's hip, teasing it until Aidan wailed. "You okay?" whispered Sammy, the words murmured against skin, meant to be felt as much as heard. "Just tender," said Aidan softly. "Mmm, good." Aidan heard the pop of the cap. He hugged Sammy's head to his chest as Sammy began to mark him again. Slick fingers eased against him, pressing against furrowed muscle, the wet making them cold. Aidan let go of Sammy's head and tipped his chin upward. He made sure his eyes were locked against Sammy's as he spread his legs. As he tilted his hips up. As he squeezed against the finger that probed against him. There was fire in those eyes. Bright and beautiful and thankful as a finger slipped into Aidan and began moving inside him. Sammy was kissing him again, and sucking and touching while fingers shifted and thrust inside him and Aidan's body was on fire. "T-tingles," managed Aidan, between desperate moans. Sammy smiled against his skin, crooking fingers inside him, and Aidan began to unwind. He looked at Sammy, and his eyes rolled back into his head as the feelings grew so intense. He'd told Sammy he'd be able to watch, to watch as Sammy took Aidan apart. He'd known that Sammy had been turned on. To know that Sammy was the one... that Sammy's fingers were making Aidan crumble. This time Sammy was... oh, fuck, Sammy was going to see it. Sammy was going to see him falling apart, see him defenseless, vulnerable. And fuck, Aidan wanted Sammy to see that. "Ah... Oh, God. Oh, Sammyyyy!!!" Sammy kept marking his body, kept kissing him, kept worshiping him, even as fingers worked inside him, stretching him, pleasing him, making him scream and moan and thrash until his body was covered with sweat and he begged to be allowed to come. But Sammy wouldn't relent. Sammy kept him at that edge of pleasure so intense it was almost pain until there was no question to whom Aidan's body belonged. And as he begged Sammy to give him release, Sammy kissed him and whispered to him, whispered sweet nothings and I love yous and hot, intense promises to do and take and kiss and fuck. Aidan's face was wet with tears, his lips bloody from biting when Sammy finally whispered, "Now baby, come for me." And Aidan screamed as his body exploded with its pent up passion, spurting over his head, and on his face, and over his chest and then pooling in the defined muscles of his stomach. Aidan shook all over as Sammy smiled at him, collecting come on fingers and pressing it into Aidan's oversensitive hole. "Oh, God, Sammy, please, can't..." Sammy licked the bit of come off of Aidan's face and kissed him with it. Carefully, Sammy rolled Aidan onto his uninjured side. There was a ripping sound, the spurt of something wet, and then pressure hard against Aidan's ass, rubbing against the thick wet of the come Sammy had pressed into it. "Sammy, please... I can't." "You can, baby. You want to. It's just so intense right now." "Too intense--" "I know, baby, it hurts so good right now." Aidan's body was still in full body shakes from the force of his orgasm. "I love you." Aidan saw white as Sammy smiled and pushed into him, sliding in deep and fast and hard, his hands pulling Aidan's hips into the thrust. Aidan gasped desperately. Sammy's hips rocked gently, and Aidan moaned. "Oh, God, Sammy!" But Sammy didn't say anything, he just slid his arms around Aidan and pulled Aidan into his chest, his hands splayed wide, wrapped in the fur of Aidan's chest as Sammy rocked and ground into Aidan, deep, but gentle. Sammy thrust into Aidan, slowly building to a long and gentle stroke, painfully deep. Aidan whimpered and begged and screamed as Sammy took him, as Sammy thrust farther into him, as Sammy whispered into the flesh of Aidan's back. Aidan's begging grew more frantic as Sammy's thrusts grew deeper and harder. Sammy was setting fire to his insides, each thrust hitting that spot, that beautiful, perfect source of intensity and pleasure. He began to whimper at the end of each stroke as Sammy pushed deep into him and then gasped as Sammy's strokes became full, pulling all the way out before plunging back in. Sammy was breathing heavily now, hands shaking against Aidan's chest. "Baby!" "Oh, God, Sammy!" "Oh, baby, oh, God, love you, baby, love you. L-lov... .ugh Ah!!!!" Aidan screamed as Sammy came, pulling Aidan brutally into the thrust. "Oh, baby! Oh, God... Aiigh! Oh, Aidan! Mine... Mine, baby..." Sammy shuddered and then fell backward onto his back, sliding out of Aidan with a wet plop. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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