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Once more on my back, I slapped the bottle into his hand. “Get me nice and wet then turn around so I can watch you open yourself up for my dick.”

“Oh fuck.” Preston gulped, the green of his eyes practically gone with lust.

He spun reverse cowboy a bit clumsily, but I didn’t laugh. Preston sat on my abs so he could handle my aching cock, and all other thoughts fled. It’d been over three weeks since I’d had him. Countless days since I’d been one with the man who’d claimed my heart.

My dick ached for him. Dripped in anticipation of owning his hole again.

I hissed as he lubed me up, my hips thrusting, seeking friction in his too-light grip.

Freckles spread over his shoulders down to his slender waist. I grabbed hold of his pale ass cheeks and spread him wide, wishing I could feast on him.

Later.

“Shove some lube up this sweet hole, baby,” I ordered, thumbing over his pucker. “Nice and deep.”

He reached around, three of his fingertips dripping with slickness.

“One at a time,” I said, grabbing his wrist to keep him from hurrying a sight I wanted to etch into my memory forever. “And don’t rush. Tease the fuck outta me until I’m begging for you to end my misery.”

Preston whimpered while pushing his index inside, shuddering when he buried to the knuckle.

“How do you feel?”

“Hot.” He swallowed audibly. “Tight.”

“Mmm.” I watched as he stroked himself, the wet sounds of finger fucking making my dick drool pre-cum. “Can’t wait for your hole to be wrapped around my dick, baby. I’m so fucking hard for you.”

He worked in a second, and I praised how his pink pucker stretched around his probing fingers.

“So fucking pretty.” I tightened my hold on his plump cheeks, trying to spread him wider. “Three.”

Preston hissed while pressing the final finger in deep like I’d told him too.

“Just like that—fuck yourself for me. Show me how badly you want my cock up your needy ass.”

“D-Drake.” His whine coursed satisfaction through me. Loved talking dirty to him.

My balls firmed up, and I couldn’t fucking wait any longer. “Turn around, baby. Sit on my dick and make us both come.”

Face flushed, Preston shifted around to face me, his fingers wrapping around the base of my dick. I kept my hands lightly atop his thighs, allowing him to control the moment and fulfill whatever fantasy he wanted played out.

Trembling, he lifted onto his knees and rubbed the head of my cock along his crack until I notched slightly.

“Show me your eyes, baby.”

Eyelids fluttering open, those beautiful emerald orbs focused on my face as his hands rested on my chest. I couldn’t give two fucks the fingers he’d had knuckles deep in his hole smeared lube over my left pec.

“You okay?” I caressed him from his knees to his waist.

“Mmm hmm,” he hummed.

“Then take what you want from me.”

He bit his lower lip and sank down, stuffing a few inches of my length up his ass.

“Jesus, Preston,” I grunted through clenched teeth, my abs flexing in the need to fuck deeper past his clenching ring. “You’re so fucking tight.”

He whimpered, lifted until his heat only sucked at my frenum, and lowered, accepting a little more.

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