“Just fuck me,” he begged. Alec’s fist clamped around his cock. He just about came when Key sank two fingers all the way in him, brushing against his prostate. Holy mother of God, he had to get Key inside him. “Want your cock.”
“Is that what you need?” Key’s low growl vibrated through his balls and had his dick weeping with desire, pushing him even closer. Alec groaned. The fucker just wanted to hear him beg.
Those fingers pushed back into him and his ass clenched around them. Key pulled back then pushed in three, sending an onslaught of intensity along his channel.
Wicked fingers moved in and out of him, only making his need build. He craved the burn of Key stretching him—every inch of Key filling him and making him whole as the line between pleasure and pain blurred. Key continued edging him, had him open and ready, leaking like a faucet.
“Babe,” he whined. Excitement fluttered in his belly when Key withdrew his fingers and he heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper as Key retrieved it from somewhere on the bed.
He didn’t want to miss any part of the action and watched over his shoulder as Key rolled the condom on. The bed dipped as Key scooted closer to him, grabbing his thigh and pushing it up. That move made his cock jerk. He loved when Key took him like this. The air was cool against his exposed flesh. He pushed back against the heat of Key’s cock teasing his hole, hoping to hurry the process along. Finally he reached behind Key and sank his fingers into the meaty flesh of his ass to pull the man’s hips to him. Alec needed their connection like he needed oxygen.
“Fuck…fuck, fuck,” he panted. The sting of Key’s thick cock stretching him was exquisite. His breath hung in his throat as Key pushed into him. The intensity had him digging his fingers deeper into the flesh of Key’s ass as he filled him with all that delicious hardness.
“You good?” Key paused as if allowing him a second to adjust. The tingle along his spine had his hips already rocking, seeking pleasure. He shoved back against his lover, urging Key on.
“Yes, so good.” He couldn’t help the words falling from his lips as Key started to move. Pleasure built along his channel and deep in his core as Key’s thrusts became the drug he craved. Like a junkie he was so fucking strung out over this man.
Slow, sweet, and tender, his big biker made love to him. Key’s cock brushed over his prostate, sending sparks traveling through Alec’s body like red-hot currents of electricity, lighting him up and making him squirm for more. Key’s hips rolled into him over and over. His orgasm built with every thrust. Key’s hand joined his and stroked him in time with the cadence of his hips.
“Kiss me.”
Alec turned his head to capture Key’s mouth. Key’s lips pressed against his, and he slid his tongue across the plump flesh before pushing inside. Their tongues slid together in a fevered kiss as Key fucked him with an intensity that had them both panting and groaning in ecstasy. He loved letting go, letting Key give him what he needed. Somehow his beautiful biker always knew.
The warmth of his impending orgasm flowed through every cell in his body. The pleasure his lover gave him had his body trembling and on the brink of exploding. He wanted the feeling to last forever.
Only Key could make him feel this way. Key’s breath became his breath as they swallowed the little sounds the other made. Sweat slicked their skin as they rocked against each other. Every movement held the promise of release.
“So good, Alec,” Key groaned huskily against his ear. Key’s beard scraped along his neck as his lover pushed into him one last time, sending another shudder of pleasure rushing through him that made his body convulse with gratification.
“Yes,” he said as the oxygen was pulled from the room, burning his lungs, and spots danced before his eyes. Key’s cock twitched deep in his ass and his own dick jerked in his palm as the last of his seed coated their hands.
=?=
“That was a nice good morning,” Alec said as warm lips pressed against Keyes’s chest.
“I was dreamin’ I was doin’ you,” Keyes rumbled lazily, basking in the relaxation of his orgasm. His fingertips trailed up and down the sexy dip in the small of Alec’s back. “Can you see the time?”
“You did do me, and it can’t be time for you to go.” Alec playfully nipped at his chest. Where Keyes hadn’t had the motivation to move, Alec somehow did and lifted just enough to angle his head in such a way to see the alarm clock on the nightstand.
“You have some time. It’s four forty-five,” Alec said and laid his head back on Keyes’s chest, keeping him pinned to the bed. “Talk to me.”