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“That’s it. Take what you need.” Evan echoed Owen’s thoughts. “There we go. Get that cock in your tight ass.”

Owen’s body trembled, and he lifted and dropped, fully encasing Evan’s dick. “Oh, fuck,” he breathed, closing his eyes. He circled his hips, not lifting away, letting himself get used to it again but needing to feel Evan inside him, that connection.

Evan’s fingers tightened at Owen’s hips, and he distantly noted it was only one side and hoped that meant his other arm was securely out of the way.

“Move,” Evan ordered, and Owen hissed as heat slid down his spine.

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Chapter 8

Evan

The circling of Owen’s hips was as much taunting as it was sensuous, but Evan needed more. He wanted to take Owen to the edge and hold him over it for as long as he could, ordering him to stop and start as he saw fit. And he would, too.

Owen lifted, and cool air surrounded Evan’s cock, but then warmth encased him again. His stomach clenched with the need to succumb, grip Owen’s hips and drive himself home again and again, but it would feel so much better if he waited. Owen’s groans and moans were music to his ears, and he allowed Owen to set the pace. For now.

Precome leaked from Owen’s cock, sliding down with every movement to pool on Evan’s stomach. He swiped a finger through it and brought it to his mouth, licking the flavour from it.

“Fuck,” Owen whispered, eyes locked onto his hand and mouth.

Evan swiped his finger through it again but, this time lifted it to Owen’s mouth. His boyfriend sucked the finger in, his tongue swiping over the digit repeatedly until Evan pulled it free when he felt his orgasm building.

“Stop,” he ordered, gritting his teeth against his instincts. Owen stopped but whined, his legs tightening around Evan’s hips. He slipped his hand around Owen’s cock, slowly gliding his hand up and down. Owen hissed and bucked, and Evan releasedhim until he sat still before resuming again. Every time Owen moved, Evan stopped. Owen’s body was a trembling mess of limbs, but Evan’s wasn’t much better. “Move.”

Owen cursed and started an intense rhythm. It wouldn’t take them long to get there again, and the moment they did, Evan said, “Stop.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Owen breathed but stopped.

“Well done. How much more can you take, do you think?”

Owen licked his lips, meeting his gaze. “As much as you’ll give me, Sir.”

Evan’s heart expanded, and his cock pulsed, which Owen must’ve felt because his eyes widened, and his mouth fell open.

“Good answer. Circle your hips.”

Owen did, biting his lips to a ruby-red shine as Evan’s cock undoubtedly grazed his prostate each time. Then Evan canted his hips and said, “Ride me.”

Owen lifted and fell, head dropping back as his body gave an all-encompassing shiver. “Oh, my god. Fuck, fuck. Oh, damn it.” The words falling from Owen’s mouth were music to Evan’s ears, knowing he was hitting him in the right spot.

“That’s it. Let my cock fill you. Let me spill inside you, leaving my come dripping from your ass. You’re so fucking tight, but you won’t be by the time I’m finished with you. You’ll be gaping. So loose I’ll have to shove something else up there with my cock.”

Owen shivered again, and Evan glanced at Owen’s cock as it jerked before pulsing with his release, sending streaks of come over Evan’s stomach and chest. “Fucking hell,” Owen whined, his nails biting into Evan’s skin.

Evan gritted his teeth, holding onto his climax by his fingertips. When Owen gasped and his head fell forward, Evan cupped his cheek, lifting his head. “Again,” he ordered, and Owen’s eyes widened as he shook his head.

“I can’t—”

“Again.”

Owen swallowed. “Yes, Sir.” He lifted and fell, eyes locked with Evan’s.

Evan let go of his cheek and encircled his cock, stroking with a twist beneath the head, a spot he knew would take Owen to the edge quickly. But the sensitivity of his shaft would hurt a little before he got there. Owen’s speed increased until the slap of their skin together and their ragged breathing were the only sounds Evan could hear.

“I can’t…” Owen gasped.

Evan tightened his hold on his dick. “Imagine sticking this intome. Would I be on my knees and you behind me? Would I be facing you, like we are now, me riding your dick? Would we be wrapped in each other’s arms as we made love? What would be the position that would take you over the edge just from having your dick in my ass?

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