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My cock jumps when he whimpers and does as I say. He pushes to his knees, bringing his ass closer.
“Fuck, Shae.” There’s a dusting of blond hair along his ass and down his thighs. “I’m gonna take you apart.” I spread his cheeks and dip my tongue along his crease. He gasps when I flick along his hole. His back arches.
“Trace.” He whispers my name over and over. His hips don’t stop moving and I have to take things into my own hands, making him still. He spreads his knees, presenting his ass to me even more. A stronger man could resist, but that’s not me. I wrap my arms around his thighs and lave at his hole.
Shae buries his face into a pillow as he moans. I keep going and pop the lid of the lube to dribble a bit over his hole and slowly sink a finger inside him. He tenses for a moment before his back arches deeper and he thrusts into me. I add another. And a third when he’s ready. But I can’t wait any longer.
“Need to be inside you.”
“Yes. Yes.”
“On your back.” Shae nearly flops me to the floor in his haste to get turned around and we both giggle. I love that he’s so eager. He pulls his legs back and holds them there, waiting for me.
Mine. I press a kiss to his lips as I slick my cock. His breathing picks up when I line my dick to his hole and slowly press in. He bears down on me, letting me slide in easily. I bottom out and we just stare at each other. I’m inside my best friend. Shae. My brain doesn’t compute what’s happening.
My body wants to pound into him, but my brain wants to make this the best experience of his life, which makes me panic. I don’t know if he notices the change, but Shae hooks his legs around my waist and sits up to wrap his arms around me. “Let me ride you.”
He has us flipped over with me on my back and him seated on my cock. His head flings back and he rolls his hips and sends pleasure through my entire body. This gets me out of my panic and I thrust into him. He slams a hand over his mouth when he moans. I love him perched on my cock, taking what he needs. Pre-cum beads on his tip and drips to my stomach as he rides.
“So good, Tracy. Your cock is so good.” Shae lifts himself and slides back down over and over. The sounds of our bodies slapping together fill his room and I hope Peggy can’t hear us. I fist Shae’s cock and stroke him in time with his actions. “Don’t stop.” He buries his face in the crook of my neck and picks up the pace. Pounding himself. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” Shae practically chants the words as we move in perfect harmony.
“Fuck. Shae. Gonna—want me to pull out?”
“Don’t care.” Shae rides faster still, while he brings a hand to help mine on his cock. His palm comes down over my mouth when I shout as I come. His eyes flutter closed and cum shoots over my chest. Next time we fuck, it’ll be at my place so we can make all the noise we want.
He drops onto me. Smearing cum between us, but neither of us care. Slowly, my cock slides from his hole. Cum floods down my leg from where Shae straddles me. But we don’t move. I’ll clean us up later. Right now, I just want to hold him.
Chapter 18
Trace
Shae and I have fallen into what I feel is a perfect routine. When he gets off from the elf gig we eat dinner together, no matter that it’s late. Then he practices and I work for a bit. Tonight, the apartment is filled with Christmas music, and I can’t stop myself from watching him every few minutes to experience his dedication to his craft.
But right now I grumble at my laptop. I’ve been staring at it for too long, trying to figure out what isn’t working.
“Need a rubber duckie,” I mumble as I continue to stare at the code. It’s broken somewhere.
“Rubber duckie?” Shae asks as his fingers stop playing the electric piano.
“Didn’t realize I said that out loud.”
He moves to sit next to me on the couch and peeks at my screen. “What does a rubber duckie have to do with anything?”
I lick my lips, and Shae gets up to grab us water bottles from the fridge. He passes me one before sitting again. I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was until I gulped down half the bottle, same as him. We wipe our mouths with the back of our hands.
“There’s this thing in programming. If you can’t fix the problem, you tell the code line by line to a rubber duckie, or something or other that can’t talk back and it’s supposed to help you figure it out.”
Shae tips his head. “I’ll be your rubber duckie.” His eyes widen and he pouts his lips to a duck face and I can’t stop myself from laughing.
“That looks ridiculous. Don’t do that.”
That just makes him push his lips out further. “Imma duck. Quack! Quack! Tell me things.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Quack!”
“Okay. Okay. Sit back and relax as I tell you the exciting tale of Dragons On Fire, a fun little RPG that’ll keep you on your toes.”
