Page 131 of Arrogant Puck

“Holy shit,” I squeal. “Oh my fucking god!”

“That’s right, baby. I love you so fucking much. Now come for me.”

He fucks me harder, pounding into me. The vibrator is on the perfect spot, causing my body to spasm.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I grit through my teeth as pleasure pulls me deep into the abyss of it. My body is consumed, hot with an intense build that’s ready to combust. “Oh my fucking god, Slater. Oh my fucking god.” I’m crying through my teeth.

“I’m going to fill you up with my fucking come,” he grits through his teeth, and that undoes me.

My body releases, riding high on this pleasure. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. So much so that I feel wetness below.

“Fuck, baby, you can fucking squirt? Holy… Fuck…” he moans, pushing the vibrator harder against me, letting me relieve the biggest climax he’s ever made me climb.

My body is no longer mine. It’s being emptied out, and it feels so fucking freeing.

When the squirting stops, he pulls out. And as I sit up, the semen drops out of me.

“Slater?”

He’s right behind me, so I lean back onto him and kiss him.

I say, “I love you so god damn much.”

He kisses my lips softly, staring into my eyes. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Do what?” I ask, dumbfoundedly.

“Squirt. I’m going to make sure you do that every time now.”

I like the sound of that.

Before we start cleaning up, I stay in his arms. My body entirely spent.

“How do you feel?” he whispers.

“Free,” I answer without hesitation.

I lift my head to look at him. “What you did... it was stupid… dangerous. You could have gotten in serious trouble.”

“Worth it,” he says simply.

“I can’t believe you did that.”

“I would do it again in a heartbeat.” His hand cups my face gently. “You’re my priority now, Sage. My everything. Everything else comes second.”

The weight of his words settles over me like a blanket. I’ve never been anyone’s priority before. Never had someone willing to risk everything for me.

“I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you. More than fucking anything.”

We climb off the bed and yank off the sheets together. He gets one corner as I get the other. We smile at each other across the mattress. Lately, we’ve been so domestic together and it warms my heart. We step into the shower and relax under the hot stream.

As he washes his body, I can’t help but think about how fucking lucky I am to have a man like him.

So brooding.

So stubborn.

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