Page 69 of Kane's Awakening
Our eyes met, and we shared a smile, even though we were both horny as fuck. I felt like a teenager again, experiencing sex for the first time and not able to get enough—reeling in the excitement and everything that came with exploring someone else’s body.
It wasn’t only sex, though, that tethered me to Ryker… it was justhim.
Sex was something I could get anywhere, but the connection I felt with Ryker was rare and something I could only get with him.
After I stretched him enough—and teased the hell out of him to the point where he called me a hateful bastard—I put on a rubber, lubed up, and slowly pushed into him. Even though I wanted to fuck him hard and fast, I didn’t.
Instead, I gave him slow, deep thrusts, feeling pieces of the wall around my heart crumble with each one.
We were both so worked up that it didn’t take long before we were close. His fingers dug into my hips and he stilled my movements.
Fuck. My balls ached at the sudden stop.
“What’s wrong?” I asked in a breathy voice.
With a mischievous gleam in his blue eyes, he started moving his body up and down my shaft. I grinned down at him, loving how he took control. His ass hugged my dick perfectly, and each time he brought me back into him, I moaned.
But then his movements changed—became more sporadic.
I gripped his dick and pumped him, feeling it twitch as he came. Warm jets of cum coated my hands and made it easier to jerk him off. He gasped and stared up at me with lust filled eyes, and it was too much. I regained control and pounded into him as I still worked his cock, needing to blow his fucking mind and give him the best orgasm of his life.
“Kane!” He arched his back and fisted the sheet, coming apart beneath me. “Don’t stop.”
The warmth of him, plus the way he shuddered around me, was enough to make me hit mine, too.
“Holy fucking shit,” I moaned, tossing my head back and closing my eyes.
I’d wanted to give Ryker the best sex of his life, and it had ended up being the best of mine.
