Page 21 of Just Is Not Enough

My attention honed in on Kaden’s index finger circling his hole, pushing in, and slowly pumping inside himself. My hands absentmindedly tighten around his thighs. I force myself to relax, not wanting to hurt him. I start massaging his thighs and curves of his ass, mesmerized by his middle finger now joining his index in its onslaught. Then a third thrusting faster, stretching him.

I hear Kaden make whimpering noises dragging my attention up to his face. His eyes are scrunched and mouth gaping open. I almost come on the spot.

His eyes fly open, and fingers pull out of him. “Need you, now.”

Grabbing the condom from the side of the bed, I unwrap and roll it down my shaft. I lather myself up with lube and take Kaden’s leg, flipping it to the other side.

“On your stomach,” I bark the order at Kaden. He promptly complies pushing his ass up in the air, elbows, and forehead against the mattress.

I position my cock, slowly pushing the head in until it breaches his outer ring of muscle. I pump in and out a few times, sinking further in each time. My eyes are fixated on our connection. Hypnotized by the way his asshole is sucking my cock in like its opening a door for me to come home. Kaden makes a sound resembling both pain and pleasure at the same time, snapping my attention away.

“Are you okay? I’m not sure if that was a good or bad sound. I don’t want to hurt you. Did I hurt you?” I rapid fire the panicked thoughts in my head, remaining completely still.

“That was a good sound. Keep going, don’t stop.” He takes deep breaths with me seated halfway inside him.

I rub a hand up and down his spine, the other holding onto his hip. I continue slowly impaling him until my balls are resting against his. His ass is gripping my cock so tight in its warmth it sends the electrical current humming beneath my skin surging through every nerve in my body.

My turn to take some deep breaths. “Warning you now I don’t know how long I’m going to last. You feel so good I can’t even describe it. Give me a second, don’t move.”

I fold over him resting both hands on his hips, my forehead on his shoulder blade. Kaden gives a soft chuckle, followed by his ass clenching in succession hard around my cock. The act of defiance makes my body jerk up from the added pressure of his tight hole encompassing me. Without thinking, my hand lands palm flat against his ass cheek with a loud ‘whack.’

Kaden jerks forward with a gasp followed by a soft sigh, pulling me halfway out of him with the movement. I grab both his hips and slam forward fully into him causing him to groan loudly dropping his head to the mattress.

I snicker at his reaction. “Seems to me someone likes being punished for being a brat.”

“It’s cute you think that’s a punishment,” he defiantly retorts, looking over his shoulder bearing a devilish grin.

“Let’s see if you’re still smiling when you can’t walk tomorrow,” I declare with no other warning as I start pounding into him relentlessly with one goal in mind; make him remember.

The room is filled with carnal sounds of skin slapping against skin. Kaden seems to only know the words ‘fuck yes’ now along with low moans, while I’m having trouble controlling the grunts and heavy panting from the effort. Two things off the checklist he created for me in the restaurant. Sweat begins to form all over my body, my grip tightens around his hips to maintain rhythm. I can already see the red marks they’re leaving to turn into bruises tomorrow. The thought of him having a physical reminder of the savage fucking he’s currently receiving puts a delirious smile on my face.

I grit my teeth to hold onto some type of control. My arm wraps tightly around his waist, my other hand wounds its fingers through his curly locks. I pull him upright leaning back on my haunches, lifting him so that he is seated on my cock, his legs spread out around mine with his back against my chest. Holding him firmly against me, the sweat dripping from our bodies mixes together forming a heady, intoxicating smell.

Pulling his head back to whisper in his ear, “How funny do you think your punishment is now?” Licking it for good measure.

“My intestines are still firmly in place. Maybe try a little harder,” the fucker gives me a hoarse laugh, finding himself hilarious.

I lick him again, this time from the base of his neck up to his ear, “Gladly.”

My upward thrusts are more powerful than the previous bout, eliciting vulgar sounds from our bodies. My hand from his hair travels to his throat, constricting around it, still allowing him oxygen. His head falls back onto my shoulder, eyes rolling backwards. His hands wrap around my body behind us grabbing whatever he can hold onto.

“Have I fucked the brat out of you yet? Do I need to spank you some more? Will that do the trick? Forget not walking tomorrow, baby. I’m going to make sure your hole misses my cock so much you’ll be begging me to come destroy it again and again,” I growl each word with explicit intentions.

The groan that leaves his throat is the precursor to his cum erupting out of his dick onto the bed as his body clenches around me.

Did he come hands-free?

That unanswered question combined with the pulsing around my cock sends me swan diving off the edge. I thrust up fully into him once more when my cock jerks inside him unleashing my load into the condom. My teeth involuntarily clamp down on his shoulder stifling the feral sounds coming from deep within me. Kaden cries out in pain laced pleasure as we collapse onto the mattress.

Chapter Seventeen

I May Need a Repeat

Kaden

Luke’sarmsarewrappedaround me, both of us a puddle of sweat and cum, and out of breath from the thorough fucking he just gave me. Talk about keeping to his word. He’s still inside me and I want to beg for more. I’m officially addicted to all things Luke.

On the way back to his place I promised myself this was it, to get him out of my system, nothing more. I spent the last month sulking over him. And that was only after a couple hours of conversation and a nice cock to suck. How the fuck am I supposed to walk away from him after today? And not only because he gave me the best dicking down I’ve ever had, but we had a good time. He’s funny and sweet. The conversation was easy. Why would I even want to walk away?

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