Page 84 of Ruin

I needed him.

I grabbed his hair and tugged his head back to have his mouth in a hot and fiercely demanding kiss. Taro moaned and pushed his hands up under my tee, running them over my skin, making me shudder.

I would finally have him.

He would be mine, and I couldn’t wait.

I just hoped I didn’t embarrass myself by blowing a nut too quickly, because if my dick could talk, it’d be singing the song “Happy” by Pharrell Williams.

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Wolf

Our kisses tapered off to pecks, until Josh caught my gaze, both our breaths heavy. “I’m gonna fuck you,” he stated, his voice rough and dark.

My already hard cock throbbed. “Yes,” I answered breathlessly.

Josh stepped back and removed his vest, gently laying it on the back of a couch. He kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. I quickly did the same and then watched him. He reached behind his neck and dragged his tee up and off his body, throwing it to the floor. I scraped my top teeth over my bottom lip, drinking in the sight of him.

“Shirt off,” he ordered.

I slipped my arms from the already open shirt, and it slid to the floor. Our chests rose and fell rapidly at the anticipation of knowing what was to come. I followed Josh’s hands as they went to his jeans. When he popped the button, I swallowed thickly. His gorgeous cock would be on display soon. Josh slid the zipper down, hooked his thumbs in the waistband, and pushed his jeans down. There were no boxers in sight.

I raised a brow, and Josh smirked. “I was in a hurry this mornin’ since I knew I was comin’ back to you.”

My heart skipped a beat. I rushed to get my pants undone and down off my legs, along with my boxers. As I kicked them to the side, Josh chuckled. I took a step towards him, then paused. I… I had to get myself prepared for him. I didn’t know if Josh would be turned off if I did it in front of him or not, since he was new to this with a man and not a woman. Though, I could be fretting over nothing. I didn’t know, and I hated second-guessing myself.

His hands cupped my cheeks. I jolted a little but met his gaze. “Where did you go?”

My cheeks burnt. “Sorry, I just have to slip to the bathroom.”

His brows shot down. “Why?”

“To, ah, you know, get ready.”

“Huh?”

“I have to prepare myself for you.”

It dawned on him, and his eyes widened a fraction. “Why do it in the bathroom?”

“I wasn’t sure if it would be something you would want to see….” If it would be too gay for him or if he’d prefer for me to deal with it so he could just fuck me.

His reply was to tug my hips forward, causing our hard cocks to rub against each other. I sucked in a sharp breath when his hands gripped my arse cheeks. He went further and lifted me. I let out a yip but managed to wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders. No one had ever picked me up like this before. I found I liked being manhandled.

“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly.

His smile was wicked. His eyes lit in a way I hadn’t seen. One of his hands dipped lower. A finger slid in and caressed against my ring. I tightened my arms and legs around him as a shiver took over my body.

“Josh,” I whispered, dropping my forehead to his shoulder.

“You ain’t takin’ away part of this experience from me,” he told me gruffly. His finger disappeared, and I heard Josh spit before his finger reappeared wet as he ran it over my hole once again. I shuddered.

“All of this, all of you, is mine, and I’m all in. With everythin’. Got me?”

Smiling, I nipped his shoulder. “Got you.”

He grunted, “Good.” A finger gently and slowly pushed in. “Fuck, you’re tight.” His hands went to my waist, and I was lifted from his body. “Get on your knees on the bed,” he ordered before he moved around me to my bedside table, which he opened and took out the lube. He glanced to the bed, saw I wasn’t there, and turned to glare at me. “Bed, now.”

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