“Can’t hold back,” I warned.
He shuddered and his pupils doubled in size. He reached down to touch himself, but I made a noise to stop him.
I hurried out of the rest of my clothes and paused only for a second when I noticed his eyes roaming over my naked body.
“Holy crap,” he breathed, reaching out to run his long fingers over some of my ink. His touch brought up goose bumps all over my skin. “Are you… Is this real?”
I looked down at my colorful skin. Plenty of men had drooled over the ink in the past, but no one had looked at me quite like Parrish did right now. It was enough to make me feel half-drunk.
“You can look later,” I grumbled.
He blinked up at me. “Can I lick it later?”
I crashed my lips into his for the millionth time, lying between his legs and grinding my dick against his thigh. His own had already hardened again and was pressing into my belly. After finally pulling myself away, I leaned over to rustle through my bedside table for the lube and a condom.
“You okay?” I asked again. I couldn’t bear the idea of him ending up with regrets, and this was not at all what he’d originally signed up for. Not that he’d originally agreed much to any of it.
Parrish reached up and held my cheeks until I focused on his eyes. “Diesel, don’t treat me like a fragile virgin. I’ve had sex before. I’ve had rough sex before. I’ve even—”
“Stop. Talking,” I said between my teeth.
Parrish’s eyes twinkled and he mimed zipping his lips and throwing away the key. It made me wonder if he’d antagonized me on purpose to fire me up even more. If he wanted rough, I could give him rough. I’d been imaging pounding him into every surface of my house for days now.
I flipped him onto his stomach and yanked his hips toward me until his delicious creamy ass cheeks were level with my chest. Then I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to each cheek before parting them and staring at his tight hole.
Fuck.
I leaned in to take a taste, and I wasn’t gentle. I didn’t treat him like a delicate flower. I treated him like a man whose ass I wanted to devour before using it to get as deep inside of him as possible.
I licked and sucked and probed until he was making sobbing pleas to just fuck him already.
“Deese,” he begged. “Can’t. Gonna… can’t…”
I finally smacked another kiss on his plump butt cheek and moved up to kiss along his spine to the back of his neck. I whispered in his ear about what I wanted to do to him as I lubed up my fingers and slid them into his already wet hole.
He whimpered. “You’re a tease. You… you hate me. You… oh God. Oh… oh fuck, right there.”
He was so tight around my fingers, I wasn’t sure how much longer my own balls would keep from exploding. I sped up the process until I felt like he was prepped enough. After a quick tussle with the condom packet, I suited and slicked up.
“Turn around, baby,” I said into his ear. “Want to watch you.”
He rolled underneath me. Parrish’s eyelashes were wet and spiky, and his eyes were dazed. His lips were red and dented from biting, and his hair was a messy nest.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I told him. “I want you. I want you more than anything.”
I wasn’t sure I’d ever been so brazen in asking for what I wanted before. Maybe. Maybe when I admitted to wanting to keep Marigold or maybe when I begged Stix for a job at the yard. But this… this was different. This was something I didn’t feel like I had a right to ask for, a right to stake a claim on.
“Take me,” he said in a voice half-sex-drunk.
I watched his face as I pressed into him. As soon as his eyes tightened, I slowed down or stopped until finally he let out a little huff of breath and relaxed around me.
Parrish’s hands reached around to grab my ass and squeeze, encouraging me to start thrusting. Every pull and push was like sweet torture. The squeeze of his body was intense, and the look on his face was even more exquisite. He was consumed by what was happening between us just like I was.
I wasn’t so naive that I thought it meant anything more to him than hot sex, but damn. If the sex between us was this good? There was no telling how it could be if I had the chance to learn his body better.
The pull of his channel was too much. I thrust into him hard until we both grunted every time my hips slammed into his ass. He screamed for more and stretched his arm back over his head to hold on to the headboard.