and moaning.
A hand circled tight around the base of Corey’s cock, preventing his impending orgasm. Corey cursed and tried to push through the fist holding him. He was so damn close, needing only one nudge to tumble over the edge.
“Ah-ah. Did you forget?” Remy pressed through clenched teeth, never once slowing down the pounding Corey’s ass received. “I want you to beg for your release.”
“Fuck!” Corey let his head fall back against his lover’s shoulder. His threatening growl wasn’t nearly as threatening as he’d intended though. It sounded way too needy and—
“Aww, how cute. My little kitten has a temper, huh?” His lover teased him and bit down on Corey’s neck.
“Kitten? If you call me that ever again I’ll—”
Corey let out a wail when a well-placed and hard jab against his gland left him breath and speechless. Damn his pride. He didn’t want to argue, he wanted, needed, to come. Now!
“Please! Please Remington. I need... let me come!” he sobbed. His whole body was on fire and the pleasure was almost too much, driving him to the point of pain. But it felt so damn good. He lifted his arm up and back to wrap it around Remy’s neck. Then, craning his neck, he aimed a sloppy kiss at the man’s lips.
“Good kitten,” Remy praised, and loosening his grip, gave Corey’s cock one tender stroke. That was it.
Corey screamed, his body convulsing with the force of his climax. He felt his ass clamping down on Remy’s hard dick and the man fucked him right through his orgasm, prolonging the sensation as much as possible. White light exploded behind his closed lids and pleasure pinged through his whole body till he could only gasp for breath.
Remy pushed as deep as he could one more time, then stiffened and let out a deep grunt. Corey felt the heat of his lover’s release through the thin barrier separating them, and for the first time in his life, wished to get rid of the latex. Maybe someday.
Remy’s forehead came to rest against Corey’s nape. Their skin was slick with perspiration and the man’s puffs of air against Corey’s wet skin caused goose bumps to break out all over his back. He knew he’d have bruises tomorrow where Remy had held his hips in a hard grip. Corey didn’t care one bit. He liked the thought of wearing his lover’s marks, the proof of their passion, on his body.
Moist, tender lips brushed kisses against his nape, a tongue tickled the spot behind his ear. Remy used the hold he had around Corey’s chest to lower him gently back onto the bed. They grunted in unison when Remy’s cock slipped from his body. It was crazy, but he missed the feeling already. Corey mewled—yes mewled—as Remy kissed a line down his spine. He couldn’t contain his broken moan when Remy’s tongue licked through his crease and eventually circled his tender hole. It was such an intimate gesture and Corey didn’t know what to make of it. Yes, his boyfriend had rimmed him before, but never after sex.
“Shhh...” Remy crooned eventually, lying down beside Corey and pulled him into an embrace. Corey went willingly, cuddling into the man’s strong chest and breathing in the wonderful scents of cologne, sweat and sex.
“I’ve got you, love. Deep breaths.” Remy kissed the top of his head and Corey noticed how out of breath he still was. One of Remy’s hands drew soothing circles on his back. He tilted his head back to look into his lover’s eyes and found it again. The tender, longing expression Corey had noticed before. Now he knew what it meant.
“I love you, Remy,” he whispered. “Let’s not be dumb again, okay? Those days without you, before you started with the letters, were pure hell. If I ever start to question your intentions again, just—”
Remy shut him up with a peck to his lips. A simple peck developed into a heavy make-out session though, and it was only when breathing became paramount that they broke apart.
“Don’t you dare think it was only your
A hand circled tight around the base of Corey’s cock, preventing his impending orgasm. Corey cursed and tried to push through the fist holding him. He was so damn close, needing only one nudge to tumble over the edge.
“Ah-ah. Did you forget?” Remy pressed through clenched teeth, never once slowing down the pounding Corey’s ass received. “I want you to beg for your release.”
“Fuck!” Corey let his head fall back against his lover’s shoulder. His threatening growl wasn’t nearly as threatening as he’d intended though. It sounded way too needy and—
“Aww, how cute. My little kitten has a temper, huh?” His lover teased him and bit down on Corey’s neck.
“Kitten? If you call me that ever again I’ll—”
Corey let out a wail when a well-placed and hard jab against his gland left him breath and speechless. Damn his pride. He didn’t want to argue, he wanted, needed, to come. Now!
“Please! Please Remington. I need... let me come!” he sobbed. His whole body was on fire and the pleasure was almost too much, driving him to the point of pain. But it felt so damn good. He lifted his arm up and back to wrap it around Remy’s neck. Then, craning his neck, he aimed a sloppy kiss at the man’s lips.
“Good kitten,” Remy praised, and loosening his grip, gave Corey’s cock one tender stroke. That was it.
Corey screamed, his body convulsing with the force of his climax. He felt his ass clamping down on Remy’s hard dick and the man fucked him right through his orgasm, prolonging the sensation as much as possible. White light exploded behind his closed lids and pleasure pinged through his whole body till he could only gasp for breath.
Remy pushed as deep as he could one more time, then stiffened and let out a deep grunt. Corey felt the heat of his lover’s release through the thin barrier separating them, and for the first time in his life, wished to get rid of the latex. Maybe someday.
Remy’s forehead came to rest against Corey’s nape. Their skin was slick with perspiration and the man’s puffs of air against Corey’s wet skin caused goose bumps to break out all over his back. He knew he’d have bruises tomorrow where Remy had held his hips in a hard grip. Corey didn’t care one bit. He liked the thought of wearing his lover’s marks, the proof of their passion, on his body.
Moist, tender lips brushed kisses against his nape, a tongue tickled the spot behind his ear. Remy used the hold he had around Corey’s chest to lower him gently back onto the bed. They grunted in unison when Remy’s cock slipped from his body. It was crazy, but he missed the feeling already. Corey mewled—yes mewled—as Remy kissed a line down his spine. He couldn’t contain his broken moan when Remy’s tongue licked through his crease and eventually circled his tender hole. It was such an intimate gesture and Corey didn’t know what to make of it. Yes, his boyfriend had rimmed him before, but never after sex.
“Shhh...” Remy crooned eventually, lying down beside Corey and pulled him into an embrace. Corey went willingly, cuddling into the man’s strong chest and breathing in the wonderful scents of cologne, sweat and sex.
“I’ve got you, love. Deep breaths.” Remy kissed the top of his head and Corey noticed how out of breath he still was. One of Remy’s hands drew soothing circles on his back. He tilted his head back to look into his lover’s eyes and found it again. The tender, longing expression Corey had noticed before. Now he knew what it meant.
“I love you, Remy,” he whispered. “Let’s not be dumb again, okay? Those days without you, before you started with the letters, were pure hell. If I ever start to question your intentions again, just—”
Remy shut him up with a peck to his lips. A simple peck developed into a heavy make-out session though, and it was only when breathing became paramount that they broke apart.
“Don’t you dare think it was only your
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