legs pulled back in anticipation. With a scorching look, he thrust his hips, burying his dick inside me.
I threw my head back and cried out, my legs dropping. If I’d thought the stretch and burn had been intense with Gabe’s fingers, that was shit compared to having his cock buried inside me.
Gabe cupped my face and kissed me, kissed the thoughts right out of my head. He started moving, unwilling or unable to give me time to adjust. He punched his hips forward, nailing my gland, morphing my pain into amazing pleasure.
I was so lost in him that I hadn’t even thought about a condom, which had never happened before. I was always very careful, taking my health very seriously. But that was what Gabe did to me. He wrecked me, made me lose focus, and made my brain flatline.
“God…so fucking good.” Gabe closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. I felt the flutter of his breath against my lips. “Not gonna last long.”
I was surprised Gabe was able to get hard again so quickly. He looked in his early to mid-thirties. Guys that age usually popped off once and were done.
Yes, I had a thing for older guys. No, it hadn’t stemmed from daddy issues, thank you very much. Older guys had more experience, had better control over their emotions, and were at a different maturity level than guys my age—which was early twenties.
They also knew how to fuck like a dream. At least in my experience. And Gabe was no exception. He worked my body until my muscles were sore and I was heavily panting. I began to sweat as I clawed at his back, raising my ass higher so his cock would go deeper.
I shivered and groaned when he scraped his canines across my skin. Now I had a wild urge for him to bite me.
“Change position.” I barely got the words out, but I wanted to feel Gabe at my back. I loved being pinned down by muscles, loved feeling trapped.
Gabe moved until his cock slipped from my ass. I wiggled, with only one good arm in use, and flipped to my hands and knees, using the arm of the couch to rest my chest against.
He drove back inside me, no hesitation and no warning. Gabe grabbed my hips and pounded into me. God, I loved it! The sound of slapping skin echoed in the room, mingled with our moans and grunts. My cock grazed against the fabric, adding friction but not enough.
As if reading my mind, Gabe curled his hand around my shaft and jerked my hard flesh to the rhythm of his thrusts.
“I’m close.” I groaned. “So close.”
“Me, too, baby.” Gabe blanketed my back, his weight perfect against me, holding me down as my orgasm crested. I shouted in shock when he sank his sharp teeth into my shoulder, blindsided, as my climax exploded inside me.
Gabe licked the wound then buried his cock, gasping as his length pulsed in my ass.
I was done. Wiped out. Ready for a long nap. That was the hardest workout I’d had in a long time.
Gabe kissed my nape as he eased out of my body and stretched out on the couch, curling me into his arms. He placed a soft kiss on my bare shoulder. “You just blew my mind.”
“How so?” I was struggling to keep my eyes open as I yawned.
He ghosted his fingers down my arm. “You’re the first human I’ve had sex with, and to be honest—”
I looked over my shoulder. “You were expecting an epic fail?”
“I wasn’t sure what to expect.” He kissed my earlobe. “But I was afraid I’d break you.”
I laughed. “I’m tougher than I look.”
Gabe chuckled. “Clearly. You just keep surprising me, Fitch.”
I would take that as a compliment since I was too tired to argue. So I snuggled against him and closed my eyes, wondering if this would be the last time in his arms. If it was, then I’d had one hell of a ride.
So why did the thought of parting ways bother me so damn much?
* * * *
“Are you sure you won’t change your mind and stay the night?” Gabe asked as his driver pulled to the curb in front of my house. It was already dark out. I’d spent the rest of the day with Gabe, eating, watching a movie, and making love—no, having sex. I couldn’t allow myself to think of it any other way—a few more times.
And I didn’t want to wear