Page 73 of One More Time

“Fuck, oh shit,” he groans, his orgasm almost a continual loop while I continue to tongue fuck him. Love that I can do this to him, love that it’s me in his ass right now and no one else.

When he finally stops shaking, he lifts his head, and I pull my face from his ass. I know my cheeks are red, and I’m sure my lips are puffy from all that hard work. But I’m so incredibly proud.

“I came untouched. Oh fuck, I came all over the bean bag.”

I smile. “Fuck yeah.”

He drops his chin to his chest and lets out a small chuckle.

“You come?” he asks, glancing over his shoulder at me.

I shake my head. “Not yet, but I’m close.”

“Come in my ass,” he says and then arches his hips back against me, inviting me in. “Just the tip. No more.”

I let out a groan as I take in his wet hole and unzip my pants.

“You sure?”

“Yeah,” he breathes. “I’ve been tested. I’m good.”

“Yeah, me too,” I say as my cock springs free, ready to go, ready to dive the fuck in. I place myself right at his entrance and slowly press inside.

“Oh god yes,” I groan when the tip of me pops in. I stare at it, wanting to push the rest of it in, but not wanting to do so without his permission. And honestly, this is weird and so fucking hot.

“Come on, come,” Alec says as he reaches back and spreads his cheeks wide. I grab on to my shaft and shuttle my fist over it, my sensitive cock releasing only seconds later, filling him up.

The sight of it, the way some of my cum spurts out the rim makes my orgasm grow. I stroke andstrokeuntil I’m finally completely empty. And then I pull out, my dick escaping his grasp with a pop. He’s still ass up with cheeks spread, and I look down and see my release leaking out of him. I moan at the sight, loving that a part of me is inside of him. It’s almost too much.

“Touch it. Lick it up, Jude.”

I stare at it, my release dribbling out of him, the sight is so fucking filthy.

“I can’t,” I say as I lean down and lap at him, doing what he asked. I’d do anything he asked.

He sighs as I clean him and minutes later, when I fall down next to him, he pulls me into his arms.

“Was that good for you?” he asks, his eyes closed, his chest heaving.

“Yeah, so fucking good.”

And it was. I’m never going to forget this, or him.

“Where are you going with that?” Alec asks when he sees me tugging the bean bag from his office toward the front door. It’s huge and kind of hard to manage, but I’m on a mission.

“I’m bringing it to the dry cleaners. I feel slightly responsible that you have a massive cum stain on it.”

My cheeks flush, and I let out an awkward laugh. I licked his butthole and came inside of him. I’m not sure what guys do for one another after something like this? Buy them flowers? Take them for dinner?

So I figured I’d get the bean bag washed. It makes sense to me. Or it did until I saw him staring at me like I have two dicks.

“How are you going to get it there? Your car isn’t here,” he asks with a smirk.

“I called a car. A van actually.”

He stares at me and shakes his head. “Jesus, Jude.”

“What? I feel bad. These things are so expensive.”