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I settled myself, waiting for the next spank to arrive, and when it did, it stung a little, but again, it was nothing I couldn’t take.
“Ah!” I said and arched up into it. I rocked my hips, and Michael’s hand came back down in another slap. And another. And another. Now it was starting to sting, but also feel warm and it was setting up a yearning for even more. Michael let go of the hand on my back and reached underneath me. He gave my softening cock a hard pull while he massaged my rim with the other hand and then slipped two fingers inside me. I didn’t know which direction to move and alternated between pushing forward into Michael’s hand and shoving backward onto the fingers, fucking myself. I was making sounds I’d never heard myself make before.
Michael’s thumb swiped over the tip of my cock and dipped down into the slit. “You like your spanking, baby? You want more?”
I sang out in pleasure, and I knew I wasn’t even using words anymore. I was raising my ass higher into the fingers, though, and then slamming myself back down onto Michael’s fist.
Michael pulled the fingers away without warning and landed a hard slap to the center of my ass that made me shout and buck my hips. One more hard spank and the finger shot up inside me knowingly to touch a spot that seriously made me lose his mind.
“Come for me, Cruz,” Michael said softly.
Come shot from my cock and spurted between Michael’s legs. I strained against the hands holding me down as something exploded inside me, and I thought I might have blacked out for a second or two. I’d never come so hard in my life, not ever, and it left me boneless and unable to breathe. Michael held me tightly, milking my cock through it until I collapsed, and I realized I was sobbing.
Michael pulled me up and over into his lap then, and I threw my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life. I was shaken to my core by the strength of that orgasm, and Michael was a rock to hold onto in the storm. I clung to him like a shipwrecked survivor, and as I gradually came back to myself, I realized how tightly Michael was holding me in return and how hard the bulge beneath my thighs was. I pulled away and looked down into Michael’s eyes, happy to see that he seemed to be as deeply affected as I was. His eyes were half-lidded and clouded with lust. He took my lips in a passionate kiss, thrusting his tongue in my mouth and sweeping possessively over the inside.
He stood up then, taking me with him. I gave a choked cry of surprise as I was carried across the room and into a bedroom. I had no idea he was so strong. I found myself tossed onto the bed on my back and I scooted up to the pillows, still trying to get my breath. My butt stung as I moved across the sheets. Michael was ripping at his own clothes, pulling them off. The whole time he never took his eyes away from me. He was making a low growling sound in his throat, but I wasn’t scared. Not in the least. I was reveling in the fact that I’d made this gorgeous big Dom so crazy for me.
As his body was revealed, I felt my mouth go even drier. God, he was beautiful, and his cock was huge. Could he really fit that up my ass? I was ready and willing for him to try. I’d been practicing for years with the handles of hairbrushes. I swallowed hard and scooted a few inches farther back up the bed.
Michael reached for a condom in the pocket of his pants before letting them fall to the floor. He smoothed it on his shaft and his gaze never left me.
When he was finished, he prowled toward me across the bed, his big cock standing out from his groin, his balls swinging heavily under him as he moved. I licked my lips nervously.
He pushed me down flat on my back when he reached me and pushed up my knees, nipping at my throat. He nuzzled his face next to my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you now, baby boy. You need to relax for me. I’ll try not to hurt you, but you’ll still be tight.”
“I know,” I said, licking at the skin of Michael’s neck. “I know.”
We were both too excited to be careful, to go slow. And I didn’t care. I wanted this man inside me, now.
Michael still tried to stretch me, even with my ass well-lubed from before, but his movements were a bit rougher and more abrupt. It did hurt, but it wasn’t anything I couldn’t take. His big, beautiful cock nudged against my entrance, and I thought I couldn’t wait another moment. I surged upward and heard Michael gasp. The fingers slid out and I felt the tip of that big cock slip inside me. Michael slapped my sore behind lightly and growled at me again.
“I’m running this show, baby. Settle down.”
“Yes, Sir,” I said softly, feeling chastised and angry at myself for trying to rush him. What if I’d made him angry, so angry that he stopped and told me to go home? I didn’t think I’d survive if he did. Not after coming so close to having him inside me.
Michael stopped my worrying then by grasping his cock by the base and nudging harder against my entrance. “Let me in. Relax and push down.”
He nudged harder and more of his cock slid in, making me gasp in excitement. I wiggled my ass, and it was his turn to gasp. With a muttered oath, he surged forward, and he slid in even more, his big cock raking over that spot inside me and making my insides clench.
“God, you’re so tight,” Michael groaned, rocking forward and beginning to set up a rhythm. I was shivering with excitement, and I gripped his hips as he thrust into me. He was pulling out slowly and then pushing back in, and I knew from his expression that he wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Cruz, you’re so tight…feel so good.” His voice broke off as his body tightened and he gripped my erection in one hot hand and squeezed. I screamed his name, and he pumped it hard, matching his own rhythmic thrusts. “Come with me.”
A surge of pure fire shot down my spine as my balls drew up and my cock throbbed in my lover’s hold. Pleasure speared through me, and I shot hard, coating Michael’s hand, just as Michael made a choking groan and strained against me. I could feel Michael’s hot seed filling the condom, burning my ass from the inside. My body felt like it was quivering as the wracking pulses of my orgasm died away. He was slumped over me, his head on my shoulder, and I smoothed my hand over his dampened hair as we both fought to breathe again.
Slowly, he pulled out and rolled away, getting up off the bed and heading for what I thought was probably the bathroom. I lay on my back, totally drained, feeling the silky soft sheets rake across my sensitive backside with every move. My ass was throbbing and achy, but in a good way.
Michael came back with a warm cloth and tenderly washed me, not allowing me to take it from him. He threw it down and crawled in bed next to me, turning me on my side and pulling me up close.
I felt Michael press a kiss in my hair and pull my throbbing ass back into his groin. “Good boy,” he murmured to me. “You were so good for me.”
I felt a surge of pleasure, but I felt like I couldn’t keep my eyes open another moment, so I turned and looked over my shoulder at Michael. I wanted to see his handsome face once more before we slept, and I was surprised to find Michael looking back at me, his blue eyes aglow with the aftermath of his passion.
“Thank you. Sir,” I whispered softly and then turned back over to snuggle down into the pillow. The night had been perfect—just perfect, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
The next morning when we both woke up, he fixed breakfast for me, and we sat by the window looking out at the fabulous view. He was quiet but attentive. I thought everything had gone well. Afterward, he drove me home with the sunroof back and it had all the promise of becoming a beautiful day. He pulled up outside my apartment and gave me a sweet goodbye kiss.
