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“Soon,” I promised, and reached with slightly shaking fingers to the nightstand for the lube and condom.
Straddling him, I reached behind to open myself up.
Deacon watched with an admiring gaze. He gave my ass another squeeze. “Gorgeous.”
My eyes were half closed, concentrating on both the sensation and trying to relax at my own intrusion.
“You like that baby?” I asked and rocked back on my own fingers. The motion let me rub against his erection, too.
“Yeah,” Deacon grinned, “I can watch you like this all day.”
Flashing a smile, I withdrew my hand, and reached back to lube him up as well. “It’s only going to get better from here.”
Then, shifting backward, I lifted my ass and guided the head of his dick into my hole.
Deacon made a low, appreciative groan in the back of his throat as I sank down onto him. He was so wide, so girthy. I didn’t know why it surprised me every time.
I spread my knees on the mattress, breathed out, and let him fill me. As always, it took a few extra seconds to adjust. But once Deacon was fully inside, I felt full to the brim. It was so worth it.
Experimentally, I flexed my thighs upward and then sank down onto him again. The slide felt good, and I tipped my head back in pleasure.
Deacon’s hands were two hot brands over my hips. He moved with me as I set a slow, deep rhythm, riding his cock all the way up and back down.
His hips rocked upward, and I wound my feet under his legs to give me more leverage.
His next thrust upward was unexpectedly sharp, nailing my prostate hard. I gasped, I let out a choked cry and slammed down on him, taking him deep and hard, as far as he could go. His cock seemed to light up every single nerve within me.
He reached for my dick, and I knocked his hand away.
“No,” I gasped, all but grinding down on him as he pistoned up into me. “I want to come like this, I want to come with you inside me…”
I was so close, riding this gorgeous, beautiful man, like he was my personal wild stallion.
He shifted his grip, his hands like two clamps of steel holding me in place while he fucked up into me.
That wild energy tipped me over the edge. I came, leaning over and shooting come up his belly and chest, painting my personal canvas.
Deacon’s wild thrusts became messy and uneven in the way he always got before he came.
His hands tightened to bruising strength, sinew standing out in his neck. Then he was coming too, deep within me.
* * *
Deacon’s heavy arm was draped over me, a very comfortable and increasingly familiar weight.
I was tired and wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and drift off to sleep. But that would be very, very stupid to do right now.
With a sigh, I wriggled out from under him.
“You’re leaving?” Deacon asked, with a frown.
“No choice. I can’t risk getting caught overnight again and soiling your sparkling reputation.” I bent and kissed him softly on the cheek. “Or mine.”
Deacon huffed. “Are you sure that bribing the manager won’t work? I’m a very rich man, you know. He can name his price.”
I smiled down at him. “Go to sleep, Deacon. I’ll be back in the morning.”
He grumbled something but turned over, pulling the blankets up to his chin.
