Page 41 of The Big Daddies of LA

It’s clear that Nick is the one in control right now.

Whatever precipice I’m hovering at, I tip over the moment he pulls my throbbing bud between his lips and sucks. A cry tears from my mouth and waves of pleasure roll through my lower body. Nick slides up onto the bed, moving up my body and pulls my bra the rest of the way off.

Lying naked beneath him, panting hard, I push my pelvis up against him, wanting to feel him inside me again. His lip curls up in a smirk and he grinds his hardness against my wet center.

“Something you want, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I pant. “Please.”

“And, what’s that?” he asks and licks up the side of my face.

Feeling hesitant, I reach down and lay my hand over the front of his boxer briefs.He’s so hard.I run my fingers down then back up in a feather-like caress. Nick groans then pushes back, yanks the boxer briefs off and reaches for a condom.

“Wait,” I say.

“Baby, I can’t wait.”

“But, I want to...get to know you better,” I say in a low voice. I’m scared he’s going to ignore my request, but he freezes.

“Okaaay.” He swallows hard and watches closely as I reach back down and wrap my fingers around his long, hard length. His eyes slide shut. “Jesus,” he hisses and his hips jerks.

When I start to move my hand up then down, slowly stroking him, he grits his teeth, struggling to stay up on his elbows, muscles flexing. “Is this okay?” I ask.

“Harder,” he says, his voice scratchy.

When I comply, his breathing begins to sound all harsh and raspy and I watch, fascinated as he struggles for control. “Fuck. Stop,” he hisses.

With a shaky hand, he rips the packet open, rolls the condom on and lines himself up with my center. Unlike last night, Nick’s control hangs by a thread and when he grips my hips and squeezes hard, I prepare myself.

Nick plunges into me and I arch my back and cry out.

“Are you okay?” he asks, pausing.

I nod, adjusting to his size, trying to get comfortable.

“Relax,” he murmurs and begins to move, rocking his hips, pulling me with him. I let my legs fall open, wrap my ankles around his calves, and meet his thrusts. Tonight is harder, faster and rougher, but there’s an excitement to it.

Nick reaches his hand down where we’re joined and begins to massage me. Pretty soon, I’m writhing, bucking up beneath him, and when he pushes down with his thumb just right, it’s likeding, ding, ding!Like lights and bells going off on a winning slot machine and the coins begin to fall.

I think I scream his name, but I’m so lost in such intense waves of pleasure that I can’t be sure. Above me, Nick shudders hard and groans. He rolls over and drops down on the pillow beside me, breathing hard, a hand on his chest, the other thrown over his head. “Jesus Christ, Sav.”

For a long moment, we just lay there, dazed. Then, I feel him tilt his head and look over. I meet his intense gray gaze and neither of us says a word.

But, we communicate something.

A shiver runs through me and finally Nick looks away. He pads off to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and when he returns, he helps me pull the covers back. Then, he gathers me against his chest, presses a kiss to my hairline and I snuggle down into his arms and fall asleep.

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