《Reid Ghealach - Home》Chapter 47.
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“So… I guess we should celebrate,” he said when we came apart for air, his eyes twinkling with lust.
“I like the sound of that.” I grinned, then pushed at his shoulder. He gave a startled yelp as he fell backwards onto the bed. It creaked loudly. I winced at that then laughed. “Forgot about that.”
He giggled. Fucking giggled and it was the cutest sound I ever heard. I moved on top of him, pressing him into the mattress with my body. He opened his legs for me, hooking one over my hip to bring me even closer. Fuck. Too many clothes. Without thinking I tried to pull my t-shirt over my head but got stuck halfway as terrible pain shot up into my shoulders.
“Reid!” Matt helped me out of the shirt, his eyes wide with concern.
“I’m alright,” I said, though my jaw hurt from how hard I clenched it.
“You know, why don’t you just lie back and let me do the work today, huh?” Matt suggested, a wicked smile on his lips and lust shining in his eyes. Oh, I couldn’t possibly say no to that. I kicked off my pants and then lay down in the middle of the bed, curious what Matt had planned.
He straddled me, looking a bit shy now. Oh, sweet pup… I stroked his cheek, flushed with need and embarrassment. He leaned into the touch almost like a cat.
“You’re stunning Matt, absolutely stunning,” I said and ran my other hand over his thigh, to his ass, squeezing the round globe. He bit his bottom lip, ass moving over my hard cock, making me groan appreciatively. That was enough to give him confidence. He leaned forward, kissing and touching my chest like it was the first time he was seeing it. Except he knew every hotspot, which made me groan and shiver.
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He took his sweet time, naked now too, just touching, playing. It was lazy and hot and perfect. I couldn’t even count how many days we would spend doing exactly this instead of going to class. Three years… That was a long time to be fuck buddies. We knew exactly how to make each other fly.
“Fuck, Matt, you make me need,” I said softly, breathless from his abuse of my nipples.
“I like making you need,” he said, flicking his tongue one last time over the taut flesh, he then reached for the nightstand drawer to get the lube. As he leaned forward his hard cock rubbed against my stomach, slick with precum. I reached down and stroked the hard flesh, Matt gasped and his eyes rolled back with pleasure. “No! You’re supposed to l-lie back and en-enjoy,” he said, breathless and needy, moving into my fisted hand all on his own.
“Oh, I’m enjoying it alright.” I grinned and pulled him down for a kiss. He fed me beautiful moans and I greedily swallowed them, exploring his mouth for every taste it had to offer. When I let him go, his eyes were heavy-lidded and dark with desperate need.
“Damn it,” he said softly and shivered, his hand clutching the lube bottle in a deadly grip. “Stop distracting me.”
“You don’t seem to mind.” I smiled, squeezing his hard cock. He swallowed hard, then pushed away with hard determination in his eyes. It made me laugh, the seriousness of his gaze.
“Shush it!” He smacked my thigh lightly which only made me want to laugh more. He shot me a look full of fake anger and then turned around so I faced his back, his ass resting on my chest. The laughter died in my throat as he lowered his head and licked the precum from the tip of my cock. Oh fuck… I moaned loudly for him, that tongue wet and warm and like fucking velvet.
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“Fuck!” I growled as he took me in that amazing mouth of his, taking me down to the root. It took all my will to stop my hips from bucking into his mouth as he sucked, head bobbing.
I myself got a nice view of his ass, which gave some ideas, but before I could put them into practice, Matt’s fingers appeared, lubed up and pressing against his hole. Oh, he really wanted me to sit back and enjoy… Well, I was a more hands-on type of guy. I squeezed his ass cheeks, massaging them and spreading them for him. Damn, I could feel on my cock the second his fingers pushed in. Oh, this was perfect, that sweet mouth on my cock and the sight of him preparing himself for me. Matt was always so eager to please and I loved it. It satisfied something deep inside me, something that demanded all his attention, something that wanted to dominate every thought in his head and every inch of his body. Damn it.
By the time he stopped, I was barely keeping it together. I was shaking with need, covered in sweat, and wanting Matt desperately. Judging by the look on his face he felt the same. He turned to face me again and biting his lip he lowered himself onto my cock. Fuck. Perfect pressure and heat surrounded me and I groaned, feeling like I was going to explode any minute. I pushed up and pulled him close, kissing him deeply as he took me in. So fucking tight.
“God yes,” he whispered softly into my ear. I was dizzy with lust as I watched him ride me, making my brain just give up any kind of thinking. I grabbed his hips in a bruising grip and helped him move.
“Fuck, Matt, so good,” I moaned breathlessly, kissing his neck. The mark from last time was still there, gorgeous against his skin. “Soon, Matty,” I warned, feeling the tingling at the bottom of my spine.
“Yeah, yeah, soon…” he said, though he seemed out of it, lost in the pleasure, his muscles trembling from the effort. Fuck. I grabbed his hips to hold him in place as I bucked up my hips, fucking him hard. He cried out and came, shooting cum over my stomach. His insides clenched around me, demanding my pleasure. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. My wolf howled his happiness. Matt was safe and here in my arms. Right where he belonged. I slammed into him, once, twice, and came. So lost in the pleasure, I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I felt my fangs pierce the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder. His sweet blood coated my tongue, making everything grow more intense as I filled his ass with my cum.
Shit. I fell on my back, Matt resting on my chest, both breathing heavily and shaking through our aftershocks.
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