Ride the Wreck (Stonewall Investigations Blue Creek 2)

He sat with his legs wide, a loose fist wrapped around his cock. He licked his painted lips. I smiled as I got some makeup removal wipes from my bag and climbed onto his lap. I maneuvered his cock so that it pressed against my ass, the pressure of his length at my hole sending shivers down my back. Gently, I rubbed away at the makeup, smiling as he slowly jerked me off. He leaned in and kissed my chest as I finished, sucking on my nipple and turning me into a bumbling mess.

I grabbed some wipes and did a quicker job of cleaning my face, wanting to get to the main event already.

“Can you believe what a night it’s been?” I asked, kissing my way down his chest.

“I can’t,” he said. “Fiancé.”

“Fiancé,” I repeated, the word tasting like the most expensive champagne hitting my tongue.

I reached my goalpost, kissing Ryan’s shaft, tracing a vein with my tongue and circling around the head, already intoxicated by his taste.

My fiancé’s taste.

I sucked him off, taking him in my mouth and working him like I was getting paid time and a half. I made it loud and messy and obvious that I needed him, bad. I wanted every piece of Ryan, and I wanted him to know, the sound of me gobbling his cock filling the room.

His balls were next. I kissed them, licked them, sucked them. His moans drove me further, my tongue exploring more, licking his taint and slipping between his crack. His moans grew louder, and his hands landed on my head, pushing me down as his legs came up. I took my invitation and went to town, eating his ass and making his toes curl in the air. His moans turned guttural, his body moving like clay underneath me.

I lapped him up, getting him soaking wet, burying my face in his ass. I groaned, knowing the vibrations would jump to him, sending shock waves up his spine. He pushed onto me, clearly wanting more. Crying out for it.

“Give it to me, Eli. I want you inside of me.”

He didn’t need to ask twice. I gave him a passionate kiss before I left to grab the lube and a towel. Ryan bottomed for me a few times, but he didn’t have the same expertise at it that I did, so I wanted to make sure I got him nice and lubed before taking that sexy ass of his.

“Ready?” I asked as I spread the lube over his hole, slipping a finger inside and being enveloped by his heat. A heat that I wanted around my cock instead.

“Mhmm,” he said. He always gave me these puppy dog eyes whenever I topped him that made me absolutely wild with desire. It flooded my senses and turned me into a sex-starved husk of a human. All I wanted was to be buried balls-deep inside of this man.

He reached down and opened himself up for me. I watched as I disappeared inside his hole, inch by inch. I took it slow, focusing on Ryan, making sure he wasn’t in any pain or discomfort. His hole tightened around me, practically pulling me in further. He gasped, biting his lip as I pushed in further.

I rubbed his nipples, taking each pebbled peak between my fingers and rolling. His eyes rolled back as I gave a thrust of my hips, sinking my entire cock into him.

The silky heat almost made me blow. I stayed stone still, scared to move and trigger an explosion.

“Oh, Eli, fuck, baby. You’re huge.”

“And so are you,” I said, still not moving my hips. I grabbed his thick two-hander and felt it throb in my grip. He started to grind his hips, body speaking for him. He wanted me to fuck him, hard. He was ready, and so was I.

I pulled out before sliding back in. Deep, hard, I fucked my fiancé like the world was about to end. His body rocked underneath me, his shouts matching every slap of skin on skin. He was so tight, I could feel his hole clench around my cock as I fucked him.

Nothing compared to this. Nothing. My heart, my balls, my soul—everything felt like it had become one with my other half. In our most bare, most exposed state, we gave each other immense pleasure and trusted with abandon. A sacred union between two men, a ritual that called down a torrent of bliss.

I cried out, fingers digging into Ryan’s thighs. My core fractured in half with the intensity of my orgasm. I let it all go, no longer able to hold it back, waves of euphoria crashing over me. Ryan’s head fell back as he gave a shout, holding the base of his cock, a jet of come shooting out and pooling on his chest.