Page 88 of Never Will I Ever

I chuckle, equally amused as turned on.

Part of me wants to drop to my knees and lick him clean, but the desperation to slide inside him has me shoving the thought to the side.

Using two fingers, I spread the oil up and down his crack, coating his rim with a thick layer before pressing one of them inside. His moan of pleasure could wake the dead, and it has my cock twitching in my pants.

“You’re still gonna have to be quiet,” I murmur before brushing my lips along the side of his throat. “We don’t need the cameras in the hall to pick up on the sounds you make while I fuck you.”

Adding a second finger, I work him open some more, scissoring the digits until he’s panting and thrusting back for more.

“Need you,” he whispers, his head dropping as he fucks himself faster on the digits.

“I know, baby,” I muse, rather enjoying this brazen, unabashed side of him. Probably a bit more than I should, because I tack on, “And you can have me when I’m done paying you back for earlier.”

Continuing my ministrations, I slide my fingers in and out of him teasingly. Pressing against his prostate and coaxing him closer to the edge, only to ease up the pressure all over again.

After a few minutes, Avery’s head drops to the shelf in front of him and he curses under his breath.

“Kaleb,please,” he hisses.

“You had enough?”

“Yes. Fuck. Yes,” he pants, the words coming out in harsh, staccato breaths.

Thank God, because I don’t know how much longer I could’ve lasted without caving myself, even with as much as I love teasing him.

Not wasting any more time, I shove my pants and underwear down just enough to free my aching length, and reach for the bottle of oil again. Pouring it over my shaft, I spread it, meanwhile focusing all my energy on not coming before I can sink inside him. With his teasing from earlier, not to mention all the sexual tension we built throughout the day, it’s a wonder I haven’t exploded already by just fingering his ass.

“Kaleb,” he moans, and I don’t think I’ve ever loved the sound of my name on his lips more.

A deep chuckle leaves me, and I kiss his shoulder. “Patience, baby.”

He lets out a disgruntled noise that quickly turns into a groan when I rub the tip of my cock against his rim. The scent of olive oil invades my nostrils as I briefly tease his hole, swiping it over the tight bud before gently pressing my hips forward. Hismuscles give as I crown him, allowing the head of my cock to slide inside with little resistance. I had every intention of easing into it, but Avery has other plans apparently, pressing his hips back until I bottom out inside him.

“Oh my God,” he moans, the words coming out on a harsh exhale.

Leaning closer, I press my chest to his back and whisper in his ear.

“I thought I told you to have patience,” I tease, nipping at his earlobe. “Maybe I should pull out of you for that. Really teach you a lesson.”

Despite my threat, there’s no way in hell I can make good on it. My cock is already twitching inside him, the need to come built up like a skyscraper I’m desperate to jump from.

I glide in and out of his ass with ease thanks to the oil, pressing all the way to the hilt and holding myself there every few thrusts. And it feels so good. Too fucking good.

“I’m not gonna last,” I pant.

He shakes his head, a low moan coming out before he manages a soft “me either” in response.

Good, then I’m making it quick and dirty.

Sweat beads along my hairline as I piston into him, every thrust getting harder and more hurried while I watch my cock disappear inside his body. I don’t think I’ve ever been more mesmerized by a sight.

Fuck northern lights and star-filled skies and sunsets and mountain views.

There’s nothing better than seeing my cock slide in and out of him while he grips the shelves in front of him for dear life.

“Your ass is…Goddamn, Aves. It’s the thing dreams are made of. I wish you could see us like this. Watch as I slide in and out of you.”

Shit, I may not have bottomed in years, but the thought ofletting him have a view like this far outweighs my preferences on who gets to be inside the other. And besides, who says it has to be one way or the other with us.

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