Page 86 of Working Out West

I hummed under my breath and finished lowering until he was all the way in. I rocked and gasped when his cock rubbed against my prostate.

“Adrik, so good,” I whispered.

“Da, moya lyubov’.You feel good.”

I rocked on him again and again, lost in the feel of him inside me. Enjoying the sensation it sent right to my balls, I gasped.

Opening my eyes, which I hadn’t realized I’d closed, I looked down at my man.Mine.He watched me take what I wanted, but I needed to give him what we both desired.

Resting my hands on his chest, I inched up off him to near losing the tip and sank back down. Both of us let out a hard breath. I did it over and over as sweat formed over my body and Adrik’s.

“Adrik,” I moaned.

“Close, moya lyubov’.”

Knowing it had me slamming up and down on him. I wanted to feel the burn of him tomorrow and the next day. Hell, I wanted him inside me tomorrow and the next.

I couldn’t stop. I reached for that climax, and it burst through me. I yelled as my cum squirted out over Adrik’s stomach and chest, marking him.

“Yes, West. Fuck, fuck,” Adrik groaned, holding me in place as he dug his heels into the bed and fucked up inside me, losing himself, emptying himself.

I draped myself over his chest, where he kissed my neck, cheeks, and forehead. “You will never get rid of me,” he told me drowsily.

My heart gave off an extra heavy beat. My body was satiated in a way I hadn’t felt before. This was more than I ever expected it to be. Being with Adrik was perfect. I smiled big and pressed my lips into his shoulder. “Good.” Because I never wanted to lose him. He was made for me, and I couldn’t wait to see what our future held.

Epilogue

Adrik

Embedded in West’s ass was fucking heaven. I would never get bored of taking him. And from the moans and whimpers, he enjoyed it as much as I did. The way his ass squeezed around my cock as I took him on all fours was torturous in the best way.

“Adrik, baby,” West whispered on a moan. He was close.

I ran my hands over his back. He was used to my touch, used to my attention all over his body, but especially his back. I dropped a kiss to the scar of the cross and slid my hands up to under his arms, where I tugged him up, moving with him. His arm curled around my neck, which arched for me so I could bite down, groaning over his skin.

“Yes,” he hissed.

I pounded into his ass but held his upper body tightly. “Moya lyubov’, the way your ass clamps around me drives me crazy. I am close.”

“God, baby. So am I.”

I glided my hand from his chest down to his cock and gripped. His cry of release had me clamping my teeth onto his skin again. I knew he loved it when I did so. His arm tightened around my neck, and he kept coming over the sheets on the bed.

“Fuck,” I clipped. I groaned loudly with a grunt. West was like a vise on my dick, so too soon, I was releasing into his tight hole, filling him with my cum.

West hummed, running a hand through my hair before tilting his head around to have my mouth on his. I wanted to stay buried inside him until I was hard again so I could fuck him once more. However, we did not have time.

Moya lyubov’ would need attention like he did after every time we were together. I slipped out of him, dropped to the bed, and tugged him down on top of me.

“Adrik, we’ll get cum all over us.”

“You think I care, moya lyubov’? I do not.”

West laughed. “Neither do I. Okay, five minutes of this, and we’ll go for a shower.”

“Do we have to go?”

He slapped my chest. “Of course we do.”

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