Page 36 of End It All

My heart skipped a beat. "What?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"You heard me. Take your cock out."

I fumbled with my slacks, only having one hand available to use. When I opened them up and fished my cock out, Quincy was quick to knock my hand away and rub the head of my dick against his hole. I sucked in a breath.

"No lube? No condom?" I asked.

Quincy tilted his head. "I like it to hurt a little. And why? You got something?"

I shook my head. "Nah, I get tested religiously."

"Yeah? Same," Quincy said. "At least you're smart there."

"I feel like you're insulting me."

"Oh, I definitely was."

Before I could tell him to go fuck himself, Quincy did just that. He lowered his weight until he impaled himself on my cock. The stretch of his tight hole around my dick was enough to draw a groan from my lips. Heat enveloped my flesh. I felt like I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of Quincy. I reachedout and grabbed one of his cheeks, shoving him down even further.

"More," I moaned.

"I'm trying," Quincy grunted. "This shit ain't easy without, you know, lube."

"I asked?—"

"Yeah, yeah, I know what I said." He placed both hands on my chest. "Shut up and let me adjust. Hold still."

I sucked in a breath, but holding still wasn't going to remain an option for very long. He felt too good. All I wanted to do was stay in my hazy little happy cloud and thrust up into him until I stuffed his hole with my cum. Just thinking about it made me buck upwards. Quincy cried out, his head falling back before he snapped forward and glared at me.

"Look here, baby girl. I'm trying to?—"

"Oh, shut up," I said.

I rolled us over and thrust into him harder. The sound of his cries did something to me. A big man like Quincy falling apart underneath me? God, it was the greatest fucking drug in the world. I wanted to drown and die in this pleasure, in his body. I cried out as well, planting my hands on the floor as I drove into him repeatedly. My breathing quickened as it sawed in and out of my lungs.

"Blake," Quincy groaned. "Yes, fuck. Harder," he moaned. "Come on, do it harder. Is that it? Really?"

"You talk a lot of shit!" I growled.

"Then be better," he answered.

I grabbed Quincy's legs and shoved them up into the air before I bent him in half. As shock made his eyes widen to the size of saucers, I grinned. He looked so good like this, I could easily become addicted to the sight. On top of that, he'd dyed his hair pink. It looked good against his brown skin. The color did nothing but make him look even better.

Our faces were so close to each other I could feel his breath on my face. An instinct I never had before washed over me. I wanted to lean down and leave a kiss on his lips. But I stopped myself right before our lips met.

That wasn't what we had or who we were. I knew this was just sex. Hot, wild, high sex. We both needed a release and we were going to get one. There was no need to complicate it with things like emotions. That little kiss in the alley was a fluke, something to get me out of my state of shock. Besides, I was only here until I could figure out my shit and the heat died down in California. And then I was going to go back home and forget any of this had ever happened.

"Blake, come on," he moaned, licking his lips. "You stopped. Fuck me, already."

"You're so demanding," I said, a smile tugging at my lips.

"That a problem?"

I shook my head. "Nah. I like it."

I couldn't bring myself to tell him that he'd stolen some of my firsts. He was the first man I'd ever topped. And the first man that I had ever without a condom. Even when I wasn't working and just having random hookups or moments with my exes, I had never forgone that step. That barrier. It was like a protective shield between me and the emotions that might tie me to another person. The only connection I needed was my mother. She needed me. I didn't have time for anything else.

"You feel so good," Quincy mumbled, his eyes unfocused as he reached up and stroked my cheek. "Damn, never thought you would do it better than the men I've had in the past."