Page 57 of Except You

I want it.

“Oh god, I want to sit on it,” I blurt, and Max’s fist moves faster.

And even though I should keep my thoughts to myself, my horniness and the way he’s looking at me makes my mouth run unbidden.

“I want to lube that dick up and slide down it. Inch by inch. God, the stretch, Max. You’d split me in half.”

“Jesus,” he murmurs, his chin hitting his chest as he works himself faster.

“You’d fuck me so good, wouldn’t you? You’d take me rough, just how I like it.”

His eyes meet mine. “Yeah. Fuck yeah.”

I can feel my orgasm growing. My balls are pulled tight to my groin, and a tingle has settled right at the base of my spine.

“You’d fill me up with all that cum. Wouldn’t you?” I’m breathless and so is he. He’s thrusting his hips up, almost as if he’s imagining me sitting on him. “Fuck. Yes, Max,” I groan and then gasp when my dick explodes. Cum hits my chin, my chest, pooling against my hand.

Max watches it all, his cheeks red, his chest heaving, and then with a low, sensual groan he releases onto his abdomen. He shudders and shakes, his orgasm lasting far longer than mine, and I just watch it all, unbelieving.

This didn’t really happen, did it?

Am I high?

But then Max’s hand falls from his dick, and he leans his head back against the couch, catching his breath.

“Shit, Bow-tie. Shiiiiiit.”

“Yeah,” I say, swiping at my messy chin. “Shit is right.”

He lets out a small laugh, and I can’t help the grin that curves my lips up.

I don’t know what the hell this means, or how he’s gonna react after this, but damn, that was good. Hotter than all the times I’ve been with other people…and we didn’t even touch.

How is that for fate? Is this some kind of karma?

Max lifts his head and his cum-stained hand waggles in front of him.

“You’re a mess,” he breathes.

“I am.”

“Do you normally come this much?”

“Do you normally come that long?”

He chuckles at that and then sighs. “I needed that. Thank you. I’m uh, I’m gonna go take a shower.”

I watch him kick his pants and boxers off and then he stands, completely naked, looking like a sculpted god and turns to walk away. It’s only when he’s in the hallway that he looks over his shoulder.

“Come on, Bow-tie. You too. Shower and then I’ll have my freak out, okay?”

I swallow and nod, following after him.

Yeah okay, I can do this.

I totally can.

Chapter Nine

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