Fix It Up - Mary Calmes Page 0,83

just imagining him back inside me.

“Guys who are bigger than me either don’t like to bottom, or they’re self-conscious about it, so they don’t.”

He added a second finger, and I pushed back against him and then slid off, back and forth, enjoying the slow, massaging breach.

“Don’t move,” he whispered, biting my shoulder gently as he pressed in deep, making undulating circles, scissoring his fingers at the same time. “Do you like to top?”

“Sometimes,” I said softly, my breath hitching as he pushed in as deep as he could, and I shivered in response. “Most guys expect it.”

“Because you’re all strength and power and muscle,” he said, his fingers quickly replaced by the wide head of his cock sliding between my cheeks, nudging my hole before his hand slipped around my thigh, gripping tight as he pushed into my body.

I arched my back, lifting my ass to take more of him, changing the angle to allow for a smoother entry as my muscles relaxed and stretched around him.

“If you want to hold me down,” he murmured, slipping his left hand around my cheek to turn my head toward him. “If you want to be inside me,” he said, easing back and then sinking into me, all the way, fully seated, his thighs plastered to mine. “I am all for that. I’m dying to feel you in me. It will be my pleasure,” he husked, his voice a guttural croak.

I squirmed on his cock, sliding forward and back until he took over the rhythm, and I moaned with the feeling of fullness.

“But Loc,” he choked out, “having you like this, in my hands, is heaven.”

“Nick,” I whispered before he kissed me.

He swallowed my moans, my pleas, ravaging my mouth as he shoved into my ass, the withdrawal and plunge a seamless glide before he pulled out, pushed me to my back, and scrambled to sit up. Shoving a pillow under my hips, he lifted my legs to his shoulders.

I moved my arm to cover my eyes, but he took hold of both my wrists and, curling over me, held them above my head as he thrust to my core.

His name came out in a roar.

“Look at me,” he ordered roughly, and his gaze, with those blown pupils, was locked on mine. “I want you to see me, see that you belong to me, and know what you’d be giving up if you walk away from me.”

“You––fuck,” I gasped as he thrust again, deeper, harder, his rhythm never faltering as he smiled down at me. “We agreed that––”

“And I’ll honor my word,” he said, his hands squeezing my wrists so tight, pressing them down into the mattress. “But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to do everything in my power to make you fall head over heels in love with me, because goddammit, Loc, you’re fuckin’ mine!”

My stomach clenched at his words, because fiercely spoken promises were my favorite. When you couldn’t even think beyond what you wanted—what was better than that?

“Grab your cock,” he demanded, releasing my numb wrists. “Do it now.”

But I grabbed hold of the rails on the headboard instead, and held on tight as he pistoned inside of me. “I don’t…need to.”

“You can come like this? With just me––”

“Yes!” I cried, arching up off the bed, needing to brace myself so he could give me the pounding I wanted.

Letting my legs slide from his shoulders and fall to his bent elbows, he caught me under my knees, bent me in half, my thighs splayed open, and drove down into me, savagely, relentlessly, pegging my gland as I chanted his name.

“Never letting you go,” he growled out as his hands closed on my biceps, and he gave me all that I needed.

I spurted over his abdomen as I came, all my muscles contracting at once, lost in the euphoria of an annihilating, consuming orgasm.

“Loc!” he shouted, frozen above me, unable to move as my clenching channel tightened around him like a fist. I took a breath and loosened enough for him to slide in the last bit, fully seated once more.

It took a few moments for me to get my breathing evened out, and to look around and remember where I was. For his part, he didn’t move, just stayed there, frozen, filling me up until I felt hot cum leaking from my hole.

My legs slid from his arms as he dropped down onto me, face buried in the pillow beside mine, lying between my thighs. I made sure to