Page 9 of Miles

Miles hummed, a red tint finding his cheeks and neck. He had a feeling that complimenting Miles was going to be his new favorite way of teasing him because he enjoyed seeing that mix of pride and embarrassment on Miles’s face way too much.

Fingers crooked, finding that spot inside him and adding just the right amount of pressure until he could barely breathe from how good it felt. Over and over, Miles hit his prostate, leaving him digging his heels into the mattress while his hold on Miles’s hair slipped.

He felt his balls draw up, that tingling feeling starting at the base of his spine he knew all too well.

“Gonna come,” he cried out.

Miles didn’t have time to pull back before Kaz’s orgasm slammed into him. Pleasure burst through his body as his come filled Miles’s mouth. Miles swallowed and made a sound in the back of his throat that only made Kaz come harder.

He dropped back on the bed with a gasp, heaving for breath. He let out a barely audible curse when Miles removed his fingers, hating how empty he felt without them.

He felt Miles shift, and then there were lips on his, a tongue licking into his mouth for a deep kiss. He’d never been kissed by someone who’d just sucked his dick, but he found he wasn’t opposed to it. Not when it was Miles. Not when he could feel the man’s hard cock against him while tasting himself on his tongue. It was fucking heady.

Miles sat back on his heels and said, “Turn over.”

Kaz grunted but rolled onto his stomach. Miles pulled him onto his knees, but he kept his face pressed against the mattress, feeling completely boneless after that orgasm.

“Holy fuck,” he exclaimed when Miles’s fingers pushed back inside him.

Miles made a sound from deep in his chest that made Kaz wish he could’ve seen his face as he made it.

“Did you think I was done with you?” Miles asked, leaning over Kaz, his lips brushing Kaz’s left shoulder. “Did you think I wasn’t going to fuck you just because you came?”

Some gibberish escaped Kaz’s lips, and he snapped his mouth shut.

He’d never expected Miles to be like this in bed, but it was the hottest thing he’d ever experienced, and he only wanted more of it.

Miles’s weight disappeared off his back, and then he heard the telltale sound of a condom being opened. Moments later, Miles held his cock against Kaz’s hole, and he was at thecusp of begging when Miles finally pushed inside.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, legs trembling as he grabbed fistfuls of the sheet.

“Fuck, you feel good,” Miles said, sounding almost mad about it.

It made Kaz smile.

Miles gave him a few seconds to adjust, and then he started to rock against him in shallow thrusts. He needed more, but when he tried to say as much, all that came out of his mouth was a throaty moan.

Fingers slid into his hair, tugging enough to hurt just right. Then Miles started moving in earnest. Miles slammed into him hard, and even if it was punishment for coming too fast, he loved every second of it.Hell, his dick was already getting hard again.

“Miles,” He gasped out.

Miles’s grip on his hair tightened, and his head was jerked to the side, Miles’s lips gracing his cheek. He met Miles’s gaze, a thrill running through him at the need he saw in those eyes.

“So, youdoknow my name,” Miles said, the lust in his voice sounding so damned raw it sent a shiver down his spine.

“Fuck,” he hissed, fighting to keep his eyes open so he could stare into those lust-hazed amber eyes.

He slid a hand under himself, arching up against Miles so he could wrap his fingers around his cock, stroking desperately as he chased that incredible high he feared he’d never get enough of.

His face was pressed back into the mattress, Miles’s handbetween his shoulders keeping him in place while he pounded into him.

It felt so fucking good. He would’ve said as much if he’d been able to string together a full sentence. All he was able to do was gasp and moan as he felt his orgasm build, that pleasure spreading through his body so rapidly he barely managed to draw in breath before he came apart under Miles.

He released his spent cock and reached behind him for Miles, a deep groan escaping him when Miles grabbed him by the wrist and twisted his arm behind his back, forcing him to arch his back further and letting Miles’s cock slide deeper. Miles held on tight as he thrust harder, chasing his own orgasm while prolonging Kaz’s.

“Fuck,” Miles groaned, his voice raspy.

Miles stilled, cock buried deep inside Kaz, his gasping breaths loud. The hold on Kaz’s arm slipped, and then Miles was pulling out. He wasn’t sure he’d ever felt so empty before and not just from not having Miles’s cock inside him.

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