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Luca came down on top of him and wasted no time shoving thumbs behind his man’s knees, folding Artair up and spreading him out all at once—bringing the pink and furry hole straight up to his wet lips.
Luca shoved his tongue into the pucker impatiently, his own balls already swelling at the familiar noises that sang from Artair’s lips.
Gasps.
Coos.
Startled sighs.
And above all, pleasure.
Artair held his own knees up, freeing Luca to part his huge ass and shove his tongue in deeper. The smooth ring gripped hard against him, promising the heat and the force he’d soon slide his cock into. Artair squirmed at the intrusion—his dick bouncing up and down against his belly, and his big balls tightening at the sensation.
As Luca tended to the sensitive ring, Artair spread his hands above his head, stretching out his arms against the grass.
Luca growled at that. At the sign of willing submission. Of vulnerability. Of a desire to be spread and stretched in other places.
He grabbed Artair’s knees again and lowered them—right into the path of his bulging cock.
Artair whimpered, weak and desperate, as Luca’s cock head half entered him. There was no need for lube—not with the spit on his ass and how much Luca was already leaking.
A thumb on each of Artair’s nipples made him scream. Scream and open up, his own ass pushing down against Luca’s rigidity.
The grip around his shaft was phenomenal and made even more fiery by the sheer weight of man that was sliding down his cock.
Luca pulsed at that sight. At how this huge, beefy stud was giving himself over. At how he was begging Luca to take him and do whatever he wanted with his beautiful body.
And Luca didn’t delay that satisfaction, giving Artair what he craved. It would’ve been cruel to make him wait.
Inch after inch, the tight hole throttled him. The bigger man shook involuntarily at the feeling—relief, desire, and that soul seething sensation that only came from a rock-hard cock pressed against your g-spot.
Luca was entranced by the sheer pleasure that swept Artair’s face as he entered him fully. At the powerful thighs he held, thick in each grateful arm. At the realization—like the whole thing was some incredible dream—that this indescribably handsome man was all his.
To fuck.
To pleasure.
To worship.
Smirking, Luca grabbed Artair’s straining cock—the cut head drooling in a way that only happened when Artair’s ass was being played with.
“No! Please!” Artair whimpered, his huge body shaking at the rough touch.
Luca ignored his complaints, just like he’d been told to.
The first time he’d topped the bear, Luca had made the mistake of actually stopping when Artair begged him to, only for his lover to explain a few hours later that he’d given Luca a safe word for a reason.
Now, Luca knew better. Pushing forward harder at each squeal and each beg for mercy.
The torture was deliberate, and provoked the expected, panicked look that Artair gave him. It was a look that made the veins of Luca’s cock snake even more up Artair’s hot hole, pulsing harder as Artair tried to pry Luca’s grip away from his slippery cock head.
The reason for the protest was one of the sexiest, most amazing things that Luca had discovered about Artair. The man was mostly a top, and an expert one at that. And in that role he could last two minutes or two hours—whatever the moment demanded.
But it was a totally different story when Artair bottomed.
Because Artair had the single most sensitive prostate that Luca had ever encountered, struggling not to lose his load within seconds of being entered.
Luca splayed his own knees on their gentle green mattress, enabling him to move his cock into the perfect position for slamming.
