Page 60 of Gray
Whatever I felt… he felt it too.
He crawled on top of me and straddled my hips. His hands slid up my shirt, his fingertips softly grazing my skin. My belt creaked as he worked it open and lowered my zipper. After he tugged my pants down and released my cock, he ground against it, a smile forming on his lips as I emitted a groan.
“That’s so hot,” he said.
“What is?”
“Those sounds you make. Like you can’t get enough of me.” He placed my hands on the top of his skinny jeans. “Me next.”
I made quick work of taking his pants off, and then our bare cocks were gliding together. The sensation was incredible, made even more so when his mouth crashed to mine. Kissing Gray felt so intimate. It wasn’t just a prelude to sex. I savored the taste of him.
It scared me a little. Feeling such a connection to someone I’d just met was impossible. It had to be lust.Verystrong lust.
“Fuck,” I murmured when he rubbed his ass along my shaft. “Please don’t fall asleep.”
A short laugh left him. “I won’t. I’m not that sleepy right now. But we better hurry. Just in case.”
“Nothing puts the pressure on like a ticking clock.”
Another laugh, this one kind of throaty. He reached over and grabbed lube from the bedside table drawer.
“You should know something,” Gray said, settling back in place. “I’ve never had sex in my bed before.”
“What? Really?”
He nodded. “I never bring men home. It’s not safe, ya know? We have to be careful who we let in.”
“But you let me in.”
“Mhm. So you should feel special.”
I do,I wanted to say. But I couldn’t.
“Hey, Mason?” Gray ghosted his lips along my jaw. “I’m gonna bang you into the mattress now, ’kay?”
He did exactly that. Gray was a goddamn power bottom. He took me inside his body and rocked his hips, ushering from me more of those groans he liked. Not that I could hold them back even if I’d tried. The sex wasn’t tender like it was in the motel shower. It was hard and fast, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room.
“Touch my wing slits,” he moaned, peering down at me through heavy lids.
That’s right.He’d mentioned how he liked them being touched during sex.
I sat up a little and propped my back against the wall, gripping his ass cheeks as he rode me. My hands moved up his spine and stopped at his shoulder blades. At first, I didn’t feel anything. But then the skin softened in two areas, and when I applied a bit of pressure, my fingers dipped inside.
A deep croon tore from his throat, and his ass muscles spasmed around my cock.
“Holy shit,” I said on a gasp. My toes fucking curled.
“More.” He tilted his head back, bracing his hands on my chest.
I moved my fingers in small circles, amazed by the sensation. Feathers brushed my fingertips. I had always assumed the wings just kind of appeared, but they were somehow tucked inside his body.
“I’m gonna come,” Gray panted, riding me faster. “Don’t stop touching me.”
I fingered the slits and panted as his cum marked my stomach. I was about to blow too. Just a few more thrusts and I was done for.
“That’s it.” His brown eyes met mine, lids heavy.
Spots danced in my vision as my whole body jerked, my balls drawing up before shooting a load into his snug ass. I bucked my hips up and groaned hard, my heart about to beat out of my damn chest. The intense orgasm from the shower was nothing compared to the one right then.
