“Jesus… Jesus fucking Christ…” He grips my thigh, fisting my cock in his other hand and stroking me while swiveling his hips over my mouth. “Eat me… fuck, eat me alive.”

Groaning into his ass, I reach around and grab his cock, jerking him the way he’s jerking me, all the while using my lips and tongue on him, making a sloppy mess and not giving a single fuck.

James’s dick is engorged. I can practically feel it throbbing in my palm as he chases the good feelings, humping my fist and rocking back to ride my tongue.

This is so insanely dirty and filthy and spectacular. I think I could come just like this…

I think I might. Like, soon.

But of course, James stops it… The edging he always manages to inflict on me, which I’m sure is intentional. He whips himself off me, flipping around and coming back to kneel in between my legs.

“I’m gonna fuck you so fucking hard, you beautiful, sexy, perfect thing,” he growls, pushing my legs apart as wide as they’ll go.

He feels around in the couch, frantically searching for the lube.

“Just spit on me and go in raw,” I plead, chest pumping like my pulse, the sounds of us breathing heavily echoing off the walls.

“Oh no…” he mumbles, hovering over me. “I’m gonna need you nice and slippery wet for what I’m about to do to you.”

His dark eyes fall to my lips, and he bites his. I can tell he wants to kiss me, so I reach up and grab his jaw, yanking him down to my mouth.

“Your ass is fucking delicious, Daddy,” I whisper, kissing him furiously, licking and sucking on his lips. “Taste it.”

And of course he gives right in, returning it, biting me and sucking my tongue into his mouth. A shivering groan slips between my lips and I swallow it up, clutching onto the thick muscles in his chest, lifting my hips to rub my ass on his dick.

“Get the fucking lube, please,” he begs, raspy and overflowing with need. “I think it’s under you somewhere…”

Nodding fast, I reach beneath the pillow behind my head, finally locating the tube. He snatches it, pouring out a generous amount of lubrication while our mouths maul one another, kissing so hard my lips are already swollen.

James coats himself, swiping slick fingers over my hole. He stuffs one inside and I whine, eyes falling shut instantly.

I have never craved being stuffed full the way I do with James. It’s like my body physically needs him. Like I’m missing one very important piece until he clicks it into place.

“Jesse…” he whispers my name, withdrawing the finger and replacing it with his cock.

“J-James…” I quiver out, relaxing myself for a forceful thrust I know is coming.