I lower back down to the bed, feeling the soft, warm caress of the velvet coverlet and screwing my eyes shut as he moves between my spread cheeks, giving my hole a delicate lick before putting his hands on mine and going to town on me.

He licks and suckles, pulling back to spit on the hole, working me open with his tongue and three lube-wet fingers while I writhe and pant, pushing my aching cock into the mattress, searching for pressure.

He pulls back slightly, and I hear the crinkle of the packet opening and the snap of the latex when he rolls it down. Then he moves over me, pushing my face into the bed in a bossy manner that’s hot as fuck.

I cry out as he slides his cock slowly into me, and he kisses my shoulder.

“Alright?” he asks.

“God, yes. Keep going,” I pant. “I love it.”

When he bottoms out, we stay still as I pant through the burn. He’s wider than anyone I’ve had lately, and I wriggle against the pinch. The movement urges his cock against my sweet spot, and starlight shoots through me. I cry out and come up on my hands, arching back into him.

He groans, and, fastening his hands on my shoulders, he begins to thrust into me. His damp chest hair scratches my back, and he grunts as he forces his way into me. It’s impossibly hot, and way before I’m ready, I feel a tell-tale tingle in my balls. I grab the base of my cock and squeeze.

When I’ve staved off my climax, I look back. His face is hard and set. “Stop,” I say. “Get on your back on the bed.”

He stills his hips and stares at me, our breathing loud in the quiet room.

“You’re a bossy bottom. I should have guessed that, Laurie.”

I smile but then wince as he pulls out, even though he goes slowly. I’m going to feel him tomorrow. He lowers himself onto the mattress, his muscled body a beautiful contrast to the white sheets.

“I may like you driving the sex, Mags, but I still like being a part of it. I don’t just want to be told what to do.”

“I haven’t met an occasion when you do,” he says wryly. The humour dies away as I crouch over him.

“Put it in me,” I whisper. I feel his big hands squeezing my buttocks before he pushes me up, grabbing his cock and tapping it against my hole.

“God, you’re big,” I say, giving a throaty groan as I sink down onto him, feeling him fill me up. We both grunt as my backside meets his lap, and his cock is fully in me.

“Ride me, Laurie,” he says, and his eyes slide shut as I do just that.