Page 95 of Fractured Grief
“I’ll take pity on you, this time. But you can’t come until I say.” His words were firm, and my insides quaked with arousal as Indy made quick work of my pants and boxers.
My impossibly hard cock slapped my stomach, and I sighed.
My relief was short-lived as Indy went back to licking, teasing, and sucking across my stomach and down to my inner thighs, but not touching where I wanted him most.
I whimpered and moaned, so overwhelmed by pleasure as he just smiled at me with a devilish smirk and continued his slow torture. I was lost to sensation.
“I love your tattoos. Every different one telling the story of you,” he murmured as he continued to worship each line and splash of color. “I want to know every single one, every thought and idea that went into creating them and how they came to life on your skin. But right now, something else is begging for my attention. Remember, you can’t come.”
I nodded fiercely, holding my breath in anticipation of what he was going to do next.
Indy was wicked. His angelic grin, the heat blazing from his eyes, and the way he looked lying between my legs, his naked ass raised off he bed. It all came together to form the hottest sight I’d ever seen. Then Indy’s mouth, so close to my cock I could feel his warm breath on my skin, finally—fucking finally—engulfed my cock. Ibucked and screamed, overwhelmed by pleasure and relief.
Indy sucked and slurped, bringing me right to the precipice, ready to fall into the abyss, when everything stopped.
My cock was cold, and my brain scrambled. I had no idea what had happened. Then Indy was in front of me, lube in hand, and he was coating my cock before kissing me again. He straddled my lap and positioned himself over my cock.
“Wait…wait. I need to prep you.” I gripped his hips tightly to halt his movements when he purred his next words into my ear.
“I’m ready for you. I prep myself in the shower.” He winked at me, and my brain short-circuited.
Why was that so hot?
My groan became a moan as Indy sank down, taking the head of my cock with ease.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” he moaned, eyes blown with lust. “You fill me so completely.”
He writhed on my cock, moving slowly up and down, letting a little more inside at a time. He rocked his hips in small circles, giving himself time to adjust. He was so tight, strangling the head of my cock. I gripped his hips, knowing I’d be leaving finger-shaped bruises on his delectable skin, and that only heightened the pleasure. Knowing I was marking him, he would see these tomorrow and remember what it was like to have me inside him.
“You’re going to kill me,” I groaned, gently rocking up to meet him as he took in more of me. This was a lot slowerthan the first time I’d been inside him, but the pace just added to the pleasure. When I finally bottomed out, his lush ass pressed against my balls, and we both groaned.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Seb.”
“Sunshine, shit…you’re so…tight,” I panted, trying to stave off my orgasm. Being fully seated inside Indy was incredible. I was on the edge, and he gave me no reprieve as he began to move.
I cupped his firm ass, loving the way the muscles shifted and flexed as he moved up and down. He sped up, and I had to bite my lip to hold back my climax.
“You feel so good,” Indy moaned, his head thrown back in pleasure. “Oh God…it’s too good.”
He shifted on his next down stroke and cursed. “Fuck Seb, I’m gonna…Oh my God!”
Indy clenched down on me, strangling my cock. Indy’s cock erupted over my chest, spurt after spurt left his cock, and coated my stomach and chest.
“Indy, please,” I whimpered, desperate to come but waiting for permission.
“You want to come…?” he hissed. “Then come!”
And that was all it took for me to detonate. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked my system as I unloaded inside of Indy’s tight heat. I felt like I was floating, lost in a sea of pleasure, never to return as bliss engulfed me.
“Holy, fuck.” My throat was rough, and my breath was panting out of me as I came down from the best sex of my life.
Indy’s answering chuckle warmed my soul. “Yeah. I never knew it would be like this,” he whispered as I hugged him to my chest, smearing his release between us.
“Only cause it’s you.” Truer words had never been spoken, and it was all because of this man in my arms.
Chapter 46
Indy
