Page 119 of Sweat

“Still.” I press my lips to his before begrudgingly peeling my nakedness off of his. Sitting on my heels between his legs, I tell him to flip over.

Biting down on his bottom lip, Rowan maneuvers onto his hands and knees, the top of his head inches from the headboard. I crawl backward and pull him along with me to give him more room, then I spread his cheeks and lean in to pet my tongue across his hole until he’s purring.

Sitting back, I reach for the Astroglide, pop the cap and squeeze a line onto two fingers. The gel is cool and thickerthan I would have expected. I bring it quickly to Rowan’s ass and smear it along his crack before doling out another line to my fingers. This time, I spread the lube all around my fingers, then press both to Rowan’s hole. Hoping his ring is still relaxed from the one finger I already fucked him with, I burrow my middle and index fingers in together.

Rowan’s breath hitches and his hips jerk slightly, but he doesn’t protest when I bury my fingers deep, rather he moans. He even rocks back against my fingers like he’s already ready for more.

I’ll never tire of watching his adorable asshole bloom for me, sucking my fingers in and hugging them tight. Seeing my fingers pump steadily in and out of him has my cock throbbing and raring to take its turn.

Patience.

“What?” Rowan drowsily murmurs, quirking his head back to look at me through the corners of his eyes.

Shit, I said that out loud.“Sorry, was talking to my dick.”

Rowan laughs, but the way his body wiggles around my fingers quickly has him moaning again. “Don’t be patient. I need you, baby boy.”

No matter how many times Row has called me that, it’s got my mouth hanging open now, nearly drooling. “Yeah? You need me?” I ask needily, kneading his ass with one hand while I pump and twist my fingers inside his tight hole.

“God, yes,” he moans toward the pillows. “I want you to fuck me so bad. Don’t hold out on me.”

“I won’t.”

“I want you to come in my ass, Tommy. Promise me.”

“I promise,” I answer quickly and breathy, lust-drunk and hazy.

“God, you’re gonna feel so fucking good. I’m gonna come so fucking hard while you’re fucking me, baby.”

“Shit,” I hiss, my cock already twitching out a string of pre-cum on my thigh. I stand up on my knees and pull my fingers from Rowan’s depths as slowly as my desperation allows.

Every nerve in my body ignites, skin blazing, as I grip Rowan’s hip with one hand, my cock with the other, and press my tip to his hole. A few firm rocks of my hips pops my head inside, fogging my head and blending my thoughts into incomprehensible pulp.

The sounds Rowan makes as he slaps his palm against the headboard are guttural and indecipherable. He’s so tight and warm and perfect that I almost can’t stop myself from plunging into him fully, but I still myself with just my head buried into him and ask if he’s okay.

“Mmmm,” his gut-sounds produce.

My eyes roll back as I push my hips forward, burrowing deeper. “Holy shit, Row,” I whimper.

He whimpers along with me, and I reflexively glide my palm up and down his spine to soothe him. When I realize I never lubed my cock, I draw back and pop my head out of him slowly.

“Turn over,” I urgently command.

While I slather my dick in Astroglide, Rowan hastily flips onto his back. I pick his legs up and press his knees close to his armpits.So fucking flexible.I lift his balls and roll them in my hand as I line myself up to his asshole again.

This time, when I press forward—oh my God—I’m sucked in like I belong there.

Rowan gasps, eyes popping as I nearly bottom out in one thrust.

I plant my hands on either side of his head and look down into his eyes. “You good?”

“Mhmm,” he hums, but his face screws up in a tight grimace, and his fingers dig into my sides like he’s afraid of blowing away.

“Tell me if you need to stop,” I murmur through a type of pleasure I’ve never felt before. Another inch or two and I’m grinding my hips against Rowan’s ass, fully submerged in his heat. “God, you feel incredible.”

Rowan’s mouth hangs slack, his eyes wide but barely focused. I’m not sure if he’s looking at my mouth or my nose, but I lean down and touch both of mine to both of his. His whimpers become mine, and mine become his. I buck my hips, and he mewls like he’s in pain while murmuring words like,“yes, yes, fuck, more, yes.”

Sweat covers my body as I feel my temp skyrocket. I bury my face in Rowan’s neck and seal my torso to his while I hump inside him harder and quicker than I probably should. I’m seeing red, but it’s not anger. It’s all the blood my heart is pumping in overdrive to keep my cock swollen and my stamina up.

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