Page 72 of Offside

"Try again, Doctor."

His laugh shook through both of us.

I opened the wrapper, rolled the condom on, and added lube. Then I fitted myself behind him again and guided the head of my cock to his body.

"Ready?" I asked. "Tell me how you want it."

"Yeah. Slow first," he said. "Let me adjust."

I pushed in and watched his breathing change.

His body opened around me a little at a time. The position kept us close enough that every breath moved between his back and my chest. I stopped halfway when his left hand tightened on my thigh.

"Stay there," he said. "Don't move yet."

I held still until he moved first, pressing back and taking me deeper.

"More now," he said. "I'm ready."

I slid fully inside him and felt his body close around me.

Pleasure pulled low through my body. Bishop was tight and hot around my cock. I put my mouth against the back of his neck and waited until he shifted again.

"Move," he said.

I drew back and thrust into him, still slow enough for him to set the pace.

The first strokes were slow. He met each one, the muscles of his back moving against my chest. I held his waist with one hand and reached around for his cock with the other.

"Too much?" I asked.

"Not even close," he said. "Keep going."

I kept my hand moving over him. "Faster? Or harder?"

"Harder. Same speed," he said. "Just like that."

I gave him what he wanted and felt him push back to meet me.

The bed moved beneath us. My hips struck his ass, each thrust driving me deep while my fist worked his cock. Bishop made a sound that ended in my name. I asked for it again, and he said it louder.

The pleasure in his voice broke something open in me. I kissed his neck and fucked him harder. His left hand came back to my hip.

"You close?" I asked. "I want to feel it."

"Yeah," he said. "Don't stop."

"Then come for me," I said. "I've got you."

His laugh broke on a breath. "Bossy."

"You like it," I teased.

"I do," he said.

I tightened my hand around him and kept the rhythm he'd set.

Bishop came with a rough laugh that turned into a groan. His cock pulsed over my fingers and across his stomach. His body closed around mine, pulling me deeper. I lost my rhythm.