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“Kiss me?” Ben pleads over my mouth, and I grab his jaw in both of my hands, tugging him to me.

He moans when our lips meet, and I swallow it up, desperate for more while we kiss each other stupid. His hands are on my pecs, gripping them hard, my nipples peaked beneath his palms like little pebbles. Our hips move together, rippling like waves while we chase friction, naked and kissing andfuckit’s all so hot I might burst into flames.

“Sit on my cock, Benjamin,” I growl, and he whines, slipping his tongue into my mouth to lap at mine.

Ben is an anomaly, I swear. He has this dominant side to him that gives me chills, but then when we’re alone and touching, the sexiest vulnerability shines through, and he becomes putty in my hands. It’s just one of the many, many,manythings I fell in love with about him.

He feeds my every need and then some.

Reaching between the couch cushions, he grabs a small bottle of lube we have stashed there—we have lubed stashed in almost every room of the house, it’s ridiculous.But hey… gotta be prepared at a moment’s notice.

He opens it and squirts some into his hand, rubbing it all over my inches. But before he can reach behind himself, I take the lube and squirt some onto my fingers.

“That’s my job,” I tell him, watching him tug his lip between his teeth while I move my slick fingers around to the crack of his ass.

Sliding them in between, I swirl lubrication all over his rim while his eyes fall shut. Then I stuff one finger inside, fast, with no warning.

“Mmmfuck,” he gasps, head dropping back. “More.”

I shove a second finger inside and he’s trembling. I can see the chill washing over him, his nipples all bunched up and waiting for my mouth.

“Let me suck your nipples while I finger you, baby.”

He moves himself over me so I can lick and suck and bite all over his chest while I give him two more fingers at once. He’s mewling like a lion I’ve tamed into a docile kitten, ass writhing back against my hand while I fuck him with four fingers, in and out, hard, the way he likes it, my mouth devouring his nipples like sweet treats.

He reaches behind himself and grabs my cock, stroking it in his fist until precum is justleakingout of me.

“Get on it,” I growl, dizzy and vibrating with wanton need. “Get on my dick right now. I want all that cum inside you.”

He groans, hoarse and shaky as I pull my fingers out of him and he immediately positions himself over my hips.

Both of our chests are heaving, the sounds of heavy panting ringing through the air as he sits himself down on my cock, welcoming everysingleinch. His eyes flutter shut while he slides down my dick like a pole, taking it all until he’s seated on my pelvis, his big dick is flinching on my abs.

I shift my hips and he shudders, precum pulsing out of him onto me. I swipe it with my thumb and reach up, stuffing it into his mouth.

He sucks it off, locking our eyes while he begins to move.

“Mmmm…” He rumbles on my thumb.

I tug it out of his mouth and grin. “What was that?”

“Your dick is so big, baby,” he gasps, starting out his riding slow, building a rhythm of his hips to work up and down.

“Yea?” I grip his waist and help him move gradually. “You like having me up in your guts?”

His eyes roll back, and he arches, fucking himself with my dick, finding those good feelings he’s chasing while I watch him.

Seeing him like this is my ultimate obsession. Sure, I love fucking Ben, every way I can get him.On his back, on all fours, on his side with me sort of like… ramming my cock into him while he screams.

But this…This. Having him on top, riding me, is just… It’s a sight to behold.

All his muscles constricting everywhere, especially his abs when my dick hits his pleasure spot. The way his eyes roll back and his face gets flushed, his golden hair tousled about and his lip between his teeth…

And best of all, his dick. His big, fat, juicy cock that I love so much, bobbing around while he humps me into oblivion.

I literally have to close my eyes and breathe for a second or I’ll come instantly.

“Fuck me, Ryan, you feel so good,” he groans, gripping my chest with his long fingers while his hips move forward and back, up and down, faster and faster.