Bad Boy Ink (Get Ink'd #5) - Ali Lyda Page 0,52

pressure there made me think of how it would feel to have his fat cock shoved deep inside of me. Bryce circled my hole, stroking at the sensitive skin there until my cock started to twitch and the crest of my orgasm hit.

I came hard, his cock slipping free of my mouth as I shouted and writhed. Bryce never lost his hold, taking me deep and swallowing my load, his finger ruthless as it stroked and milked me. Back dots peppered my vision and I twitched and gurgled like a goddamn fool, my body out of my control.

It would have burned to lose if it didn’t feel so fucking amazing. But I wasn’t going down without a fight. Still half-numb with continued ripples and spasms of pleasure, I grasped the base of Bryce’s cock and began to jerk him hard and fast.

“Fuck me!” he shouted, less a request than exclamation. His hips bucked wildly, and he yelled as he came, spraying my chin and face with thick spurts of hot cum.

I stroked until no more drops appeared and Bryce tapped out, slapping my ass in an attempt for mercy. I supposed I could give him that.

Feeling sticky and satisfied, I slid off him and rolled onto my back. Bryce scooted around until he was lying side by side with me. He stretched to grab his shirt from where I’d dropped it on the floor and used it to wipe my face off. Not before he’d taken a long look at it, gaze burning and cheeks flushed.

“So,” he said finally. “Did I live up to my promises?”

“Don’t be an ass,” I muttered. “You know you’re good.”

Bryce’s shit-eating smile was enough to make me roll my eyes.

“Don’t make me take you down a few pegs,” I said, stretching out and completely comfortable in my nudity. I wasn’t shy about my body. I was thin and ropy, a runner’s build. It suited me just fine.

The appreciation in Bryce’s blues as they traveled up and down the length of me suggested it suited him fine as well.

“You can’t down take the best,” he replied before flexing and legit kissing his bicep like a bro.

I shrugged. “You have to be open to suggestions for them to help.”

Bryce slapped a hand over his heart. “Oof. Are you saying you have pointers?”

“I’m saying we can show each other some more tricks if you want. I find hands-on instruction is the best route.”

Bryce’s nose crinkled in the most adorable way. “I am simultaneously offended by your suggestion that I need help while deeply intrigued by your offer for hands-on instruction.”

His cock twitched as he spoke, raising to a semi-erection. Jesus, he was so thick and meaty and looking at his cock made my body hum with anticipation. Reaching out, I dragged a fingernail on the underside of his cock, watching it rise to full mast with the simple touch.

“Does this sway you one way or the other?”

Blood flowed to my own dick. The bonus to being twenty-one was my recovery time.

Bryce moved his body over mine, settling between my legs, our erections pressed together between our stomachs. With slow deliberation, he rocked into me.

“Tip number one…”

15

Bryce

What was supposed to be a one-night study session turned into an all-weekend sex marathon. Aiden and I couldn't get enough of each other. And it turned out we were as well-matched in bed as well as outside of it.

I skipped classes Monday morning out of a desperate need to catch up on all the sleep I’d missed out on with Aiden. It wouldn't be hard for me to make up the work, but I had a tattoo in the afternoon that I refused to be sleepy for. A client shouldn't have to pay for my poor decisions, especially in such a permanent way.

When I strolled into work, I couldn't help smiling. I mean, I was normally a smiley guy, but this smile? Yeah, it was obvious. I smiled at Bryan when I walked through the front door. I smiled and waved at Javi and Dane as I walked past their stations. My smile was so large that Mateo even did a double-take and Erykah just started laughing.

Mateo was the one who spoke up first. “And what has you so happy? You look like you got laid with a golden cock.”

I winked at him. “A gentleman never kisses and tells.”

Besides, I knew that Aiden occasionally came into the store to see Bryan, and I would hate for him to feel embarrassed around the