Page 151 of His Secret

He exhales, body sagging and chest heaving. His cum is still warm and thick against my skin.

“Holy shit,” he says through a breath, slowly getting up.

Once he’s off, he drops to his side then rolls to his back. He’s a fucking beautiful, satiated mess on white satin sheets. Sweat glistens on his head and neck. His limbs are loose and his cock is still hard. If I could take a photo of him like this I would. I’d look at it every single day and wonder how the hell I got lucky enough to have him, lose him, and get him back again.

I take my cum-covered hand and stroke myself before adding some more lube.

“Turn over.”

He rolls before getting up on his knees.

“Fuck, your ass is incredible.”

He sways it back and forth before I hold him still with one hand and guide myself inside with the other.

I take my time at first, wanting to watch the way he opens around me. I spread his cheeks and slowly dip in and out, loving that I can be inside him without a barrier.

When I can’t take it anymore, I thrust in deep, making him cry out as his arms give out on him.

I take hold of the leather harness and pull him back up, and then I continue to use it as leverage. I pull on it as I thrust, keeping him upright.

“I love being inside you. I love the way you take me. Oh god, Adrian,” I cry out, slamming my hips against his ass. “You’re so fucking good. So good, baby.”

“Yes, yes,” he chants. “Fuck me.”

“I can’t wait to fill you up. I want to watch my cum leak out of you. Marked. Owned.”

“Fuck,” he growls. “Yes. All yours.”

“Mine,” I say with a grunt. “Mine. Mine.” I punctuate each one with a deep thrust. “I’m about to come. Oh, shit.”

I release the harness and hold his hips, fucking him with long, deep strokes. A few seconds later, my orgasm hits, and I slam into him pouring my release inside him as I roar into the room.

My cock twitches inside him, filling him with every drop. I pull out slightly, just to push in again, feeling how slick he is with my release.

“Oh, my god,” he groans.

When I pull out completely, I do it with leisure, watching his ass release me. I spread him open and watch as my cum drips out.

“Fuck.” I drag the word out, using my finger to dip inside him. “Look at you.”

He whimpers and then more cum pours out.

I smear the liquid over his hole, my fingers massaging it in like lotion, then I lean forward and swipe my tongue up his crease.

The gasp he sucks in is loud and long, his body trembling.

I let him go and he collapses on his stomach. I drop down next to him, lying on my side. When his eyes flicker open, he gives me a sleepy smile.

“I don’t think I can move,” he says.

I grin, my fingers dancing over his arm and shoulder. “I like seeing you like this.”

He snorts. “What do I look like?”

I run my hand through his hair, feeling the sweat at the roots. “Happy.” My eyes trail down his body. “Absolutely wrecked.” He laughs. I drag my knuckle down his jaw. “Mine.”

His eyes close briefly, but he has a little smile on his lips. He shimmies over and kisses my lips before dropping back down. “Definitely all those things.”