Page 70 of Callous Shot

Another finger it was. I moaned around his cock, taking him deeper and gagging in the process when his head bumped against the back of my throat. I blinked back tears, staring up at him as he looked down at me with his dark, lustful gaze. It made my dick throb. How had I lived on this planet for over twenty years and never known the pleasure of giving blowjobs until now? Maybe I’d been a connoisseur in a past life.

I touched something inside him, and he gasped, jerking up. Oh. Sliding off his dick, I lifted my head, grinning at him as I moved my fingers back and forth.

“Did I find your prostate? Is that what that is?”

“Shut up,” he panted, shoving at my head. Okay, I could take a hint. Swiping my tongue over my lips, I held his gaze as I descended, kissing his tip before I opened up, slowly taking his cockhead back into my mouth. As my lips moulded around his dick, he groaned, sliding his hand into my hair. “Damn, baby. I hate that you’re so good at this.”

Yeah, I bet he did. And look at that, I’d managed to get another finger inside him while he was distracted by my incredibly talented mouth. I spent a while sucking and licking him while I stretched him open, brushing over his prostate and then working another finger inside. He started getting all tense and squirming and gasping for breath, so I pulled back, ignoring his shout of protest as I rose onto my hands and knees. At this point, my dick was dripping precum all over his sheets, and I was desperate to be inside him.

I stared down at my unbelievably sexy nemesis. “Ready?”

“More than ready. No condom.”

“Fuck, yeah. I wanna feel you bare.”

“Mmm. Me too.”

There was no apprehension in his face anymore as I positioned myself above him and then carefully lowered myself, lining up my dick with his hole. I ducked my head, tugging his lip between my teeth as I pressed forwards. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I panted into his mouth, my thighs shaking with the effort of holding back when all I wanted to do was bury myself inside him. “You feel so good.”

I took note of his stuttered breaths, making sure to move extra carefully, easing forwards in slow increments until his teeth clamped down on my bottom lip.

“Best you’ve ever had,” he rasped, gripping my ass and dragging me down. We both gasped when I slid home in a slow, steady glide, eased by the lube. Fuuuuck. He was so hot. Inside and out. So tight, and so fucking good.

I tore my mouth away from his, burying my face in his throat as I tried to just breathe. I was so fucking overwhelmed. “Best ever,” I whispered into his skin, hating the words as they fell from my mouth unchecked, hoping with everything I had that he didn’t hear me. His fingers smoothed over my ass, his panted breaths loud in my ear as we both held ourselves still, adjusting to my dick filling him. He didn’t respond to my words, and I exhaled slowly, relieved, before pressing a soft kiss to his skin. I didn’t know what I was doing. My body was all shaky, and my brain was scrambled, and I was more turned on than I ever had been in my life.

“Link.” I couldn’t disguise the tremble in my voice.

One of his hands left my ass, sliding up my spine until he was cupping my nape. “I’ve got you, baby. Fuck me.”

“Y-yeah.” I lifted my head, brushing a kiss over his lips. I couldn’t meet his gaze.

“Little demon. Look at me.”

My fingers curled around his throat. “Don’t fucking call me that.”

“Dan. My baby. Look at me.”

Oh, holy fuck. The butterflies that were suddenly erupting in my stomach were insane. Blinking hard, I focused my gaze on my nemesis, my eyes widening as I took in his expression.

“Yeah. This is just as hard for me as it is for you,” he ground out. “Fucking hell. Why does it have to be you?”

“Why does it have to be you?” I repeated, thrusting forwards, suddenly angry. “Why?”

His hips slammed into mine, his mouth curving into a snarl, and I hated the way I even found that hot. It shouldn’t have been, not on any level. “Why you? Of all the people in the world?”

Good fucking question. “Turn over,” I ground out, and we scrambled to move, Lincoln getting up on all fours on the bed with his gorgeous ass facing me, the powerful muscles of his thighs and glutes flexing as I pushed back inside him, curling my body over his back. My cock throbbed as I took a second to suck in a breath, already on the brink of orgasm.

“Fucking move, you asshole.” When I snapped my hips forwards, he groaned. “Fuck you. I hate you.”

“Hate you so much.” I pumped my hips harder, punishing him. Except it wasn’t a punishment. He met me thrust for thrust, grunting and moaning as we drove each other closer and closer to the edge.

I thrust forwards again, savagely, my hand sliding over his erection, and he gasped. “Dan.”

I was helpless, tumbling over the edge and free-falling into oblivion. Warm wetness coated my hand and the sheets beneath us as his body shook against mine, and I wasn’t sure if he’d come before me or if we’d come at the same time…or if I was even alive or just having an incredibly vivid hallucination. Whatever it was, I never wanted it to end.

I dropped a soft, reverential kiss on his nape, and he shivered beneath me.

That was when I knew I was completely and utterly fucked.