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That is a lot.
First, there’s the sheer size of him. Long and brutally thick, he stands perfectly straight and high, sprouting from an impressive knot and balls large enough to match.
Like I said, I’ve seen a lot of dick. But this one is… beautiful.
Or it would be. If it wasn’t also savage.
Because, of course, Avery doesn’t just have a normal, pretty penis.
No.
It’s covered in black ink patterns, all the way from the edge of his knot to the underside of his cockhead. And there, at that ridge? There’s a piercing.
One of eight piercings, actually.
Two silver balls, right under the domed head, followed by a ladder of smooth silver bars. Seven of them studded along the underside of his tattooed erection.
It really is a sculpture. Modern art.
And all I want to do is touch him.
Avery beats me to it, wrapping his hand around himself and giving his beautiful cock a long, hard tug. I watch in fascination as he twists his palm around the head, squeezing a bead of pearly pre-cum out of the tip.
My tongue skims my lower lip. He works his fist over those piercings, pausing to roll the silver balls on his frenulum until he hisses. My hand twitches, half-raising before I catch myself.
Avery smiles, a crooked flash of amusement. “Did you want to do this part?”
I have to fight the wedge in my throat, but he deserves an answer. “I don’t—” I start to admit, hiding my eyes. “I—I’ve never?—”
The arm under my torso flexes, leveraging his big body back on top of mine. With the hand he was using to stroke himself, he tilts my face back in his direction.
Intense emotion swirls in his eyes, asking the one question that keeps streaking through my thoughts. “How the fuck did I find you?”
If that were some sort of line, it would still be enough to make me blink back more tears. But it isn’t. He means it.
He’s looking at me with a suspicious sort of awe. Like I can’t possibly be real. Or here. Or his.
Maybe I’m not. Maybe this is all dust and it’s going to blow away the second the wind shifts.
Right now, that just seems like the best reason to give in to it.
Before more tears escape, I wrap myself around him. He doesn’t miss a beat, catching me against his chest, sinking his mouth against mine instantly. His tongue slides in, thick and hot against my tingling lips. When I moan, he groans back, eating at me as he tangles his fingers in the hair at my nape.
“Fucking perfect,” he grunts into my mouth. “You smell like sex-soaked heaven. I want it all over me.”
When I gasp at his filthy encouragements, my teeth nip his lower lip accidentally. I start to recoil, but he just bites me right back, the sudden sting sending a throb to my clit.
The wild light in his eyes tells me he’s figured out exactly how much I like his dirty mouth. His smoky, floral scent rises off his inked chest while he skims his lips along my jaw, murmuring, “You gonna grind that sweet little cunt all over my cock?”
I cry out and he pulls back slightly, piercing me with his intense eyes. “I want to pump you so full of me, you’ll feel it all day,” he roughs out. “But only if that’s what you want.”
It is.
It’s the only thing I’ve wanted since this haze broke over me—his thick hardness, filling all the places that ache.
If I’m honest, I’ve been desperate for that feeling for years. With every heat I went through alone, the gnawing emptiness got worse and worse. Physically… and deeper. Higher. In the pit that dug itself into my middle with every lonely whine.
“I—I—” My hand reaches between us, skimming the swell that’s already expanding at the base of his studded cock.
