Page 84 of Fall for Him

Dylan’s entire body gave an involuntary thrust. “Jesus Christ.”

“If you keep rubbing your ass over my cock like that, I’m going to jizz in my shorts like a horny, dry-humping teenager.” Derek spoke through clenched teeth.

With a smug smile of his own, Dylan continued exactly what he had been doing.

Derek kissed up the angle of Dylan’s neck and licked his earlobe.

Despite Derek’s warning, Dylan pushed his ass greedily against Derek, the firm contact following the rhythm of his hand.

“Oh—” Derek’s hand matched Dylan’s urgency, but Dylan didn’t want it to end.

Derek’s mouth was on Dylan’s shoulder again. He bit down a little harder than last time.

“Fuck. Don’t stop…”

“I’m so close too, just keep it going with that perfect ass.” Derek licked over the small indentations his teeth had left in Dylan’s skin.

Without warning, Derek’s other hand slid underneath Dylan, changing the angle of his body so he could touch that barbell. Derek fondled that pierced nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it.

“Christ!” Dylan nearly roared it this time.

His body shook. He let sensation take over, every part of him erupting and unleashing and feeling that perfect moment of release.

When he opened his eyes, Derek’s gaze met his. There was no smugness. Just a sweet, almost reverent smile.

Dylan rolled. A new need surged through him. A confidence he rarely felt in the bedroom bloomed within him, making him so hungry for more. Making him want to do and say things he’d never felt comfortable doing or saying with anyone else. He wanted the words that had only echoed in his fantasies.

Dylan didn’t bother with the lube. Derek’s cock was as wet with precum as Dylan’s had been. He took the length in his hand. “This okay?”

“Y-yeah.”

Dylan leaned his mouth to Derek’s ear without letting his hand’s rhythm falter. He tugged the sensitive lobe with his teeth and then spoke into Derek’s ear. “I can’t wait to feel that perfect cock fuck me against my bedframe.”

Derek groaned.

“I want you to ride me so hard I’m going to feel you for a week.”

Derek wrapped an arm around Dylan and pulled him close, leaving only enough space between them to allow for Dylan to keep that unfaltering pace.

“Dylan… oh, god.”

Every movement of Derek’s body begged him not to stop. Dylan’s voice was still hoarse from his own climax. “I want you to bite me while you do it. I want you to leave marks next time.” Every filthy word pushed Derek closer to the brink.

Giving in, Derek gasped. He came against the friction of Dylan’s unmerciful hand and spilled himself on Dylan’s chest. His body vibrated through those final guided shockwaves.

Dylan whispered increasingly depraved things into Derek’s ear until Derek’s body was absolutely still.

Derek’s voice was a wrecked rasp when he spoke. “You know… I thought you were a good boy.”

And again, that person that Dylan never thought he could be with anyone spoke again. “Oh babe…” He pressed a kiss to Derek’s slack mouth. “That totally depends on your definition of good.”

Chapter 31

Watching Dylan come was… god, the man was beautiful with his cheeks flushed and lips parted. He thought watching that mouth on his cock had been the hottest thing ever, but watching Dylan come… Holy shit. It was better than any porn Derek had ever seen.

The light from the door set all of the ink on Dylan’s body in accentuated contrast.

“I want to know what the tattoos all mean.”

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