Wrath (Sinful Secrets 4)

So I kiss him. We beard-burn each other, rubbing our damn cheeks together like a couple of horny cats. Mills ends up propped over me, rubbing his dick against mine. I flip us so I’m on top and crawl between his knees, pushing cool lube into his hole, sucking on his dick like it's a lollipop and teasing his low-hanging balls. He leans up on his elbow, looking amused.

"I can't believe you're letting me forget what you need, Ez. Do you want that plug in while we fuck?"

"Do I want it?" I laugh, feeling my ears redden. "I don't know. It's your idea. But I can take it."

"Hell yes, you can. You’re gonna like it, too. Lie down, Ez. Let me stuff you full of something that'll drive you wild while you fuck me.”

Miller spreads my knees and lubes the plug and holds my balls up against the base of my cock as he works the thing into me.

I can't even speak, can only make a sound like uff, as he pushes it in.

“How’s that feel?”

"It feels good." I'm going for unaffected, but it comes out a groan.

"You think you can fuck me with it in you?"

I lie there feeling my balls heavy and my dick hard and thick, and getting thicker as he smears lube on his hand and slicks it over my cock.

"Is this too much?” he asks. “Too sensitive?"

"No," I groan.

He coats me with more of it. "You sure, angel? You can tell me." He gets on his hands and knees and reaches behind his cock to touch his own hole.

"Might…come too soon," I manage.

"Don't come yet. Hold it off. I'm gonna do something you'll love." He waggles his brows, which looks hilarious with him clutching his big, veiny cock. Then he straddles my abs, facing my legs. I squeeze his slicked-up peach, wanting to fucking come from all the perfect pressure inside of me plus the sight of Miller on his knees.

When he takes my dick in his hands, pointing it straight up, and positions himself over it, my balls give a warm throb.

"God, Mills." I'm already so hot from the plug, I feel like I might come just from this view—my dick pressed against his thicc cheeks.

"Can you hold your shaft steady?" His voice shakes as he spreads his cheeks. I reach under him to grip my dick.

“I gotchu,” I whisper.

I position my tip against him, gritting my teeth at how bad I need to come already. Mills makes a throaty sound, and then he starts to sink down on me. I can feel his hole squeeze warm and tight around my tip first. He lets a rough breath out, and I can feel his legs quake. He grunts softly then moans, taking more of me in.

God, it feels so fucking good to have him sink down on me. So soft and hot. The grip of him around my cock plus the pressure in my backdoor have me moaning.

"You okay?" he murmurs.

"Oh yeah." I bend my legs and straighten them, my hand reaching over his thigh to grasp at his cock. It must be pointed straight up, because I can only feel his balls. I stroke his sac, and Miller’s body shudders. Then he sinks down on me, really sitting on me, and it feels so good I’m moaning again.

His hand cups my balls, rolling and then tugging. His hand goes to the plug's base, and I feel him push it gently.

It's like lighting through me. My dick throbs inside him, which makes Miller grunt and tremble on me. I rock my hips, and he groans.

"Fuck, did that hurt?"

"No," he moans, squeezing tighter around me. "I'm gonna—"

His hand rubs my balls, and I can feel him stroking his cock. "Oh God."

I lean up so I can tease his balls, finding them drawn up taut. Then I start to rock a little, pushing my cock deeper in him, grabbing his hips, lifting him up and off me. He holds there for a second before plunging back down on me.

“Fuck!”

We find a rhythm. Mills is sweating, grunting, and I’m shaking from the mind-fuck-level bliss of having something in my hole while feeling his hole stretched around my cock. From knowing that it’s Miller taking me inside him.

He starts rolling my balls, playing more with himself. He's riding me quicker, with a little more force. Every time he sinks down all the way on me, he barks a groan, and I grab for his dick, my fingertips just barely brushing it.

Then he taps the plug again. My dick throbs, and fierce pleasure spills all through me. I try to hold back, not sure if he's ready, but he pushes the plug with his palm, I come so hard I yell out as my cock pumps deep into him and his hole spasms around me.