beneath me. He kneaded my ass with both hands again, spreading me. The pressure of his fingers in the muscle of my ass was so good, I couldn’t help but arch my back a little, wanting more. Wanting him inside me, now.
“Fuck,” Priest said in a tone that sounded a little awed. “Yeah, I’m gonna take care of you.”
“Get a fucking move on, then,” I said, and my voice was rough with desire.
Priest laughed, surprised, and smacked my ass fondly. “Demanding.”
I was about to say something snarky back, but then there was the familiar click of the lube opening, and Priest’s slick fingers running down my ass crack and over my hole. He circled his touch over my hole teasingly for a moment, but thankfully, he was as eager as I was. He folded his body over mine, holding himself up with one arm while he drove two fingers inside me.
I inhaled sharply at the sudden intrusion. It’d been a while since I’d been on the bottom, and I knew I was tight. Priest made that clear, too, with the way he groaned into the back of my neck as I clenched around his fingers. I exhaled long and slow, purposefully relaxing, and then Priest began to slowly thrust his fingers in and out. Fuck, it felt good—I’d almost forgotten how good, until he curled his fingers just so and sent pleasure racing up my spine.
I gasped as he hit that spot inside me again and again, and it only got better when he slid a third finger in, the stretch and the pressure driving all coherent thought from my mind.
“That’s enough,” I managed to say when he twisted his wrist, fucking three fingers easily into me. “Come on, Priest, fuck me.”
“That what you want?” Priest asked. He slowed down his pace, fucking me slowly but thoroughly with his hand.
“Yeah,” I gasped. I knew what he wanted, that little shit. “Yeah, Priest, please.”
“Fuck, Mal,” Priest said. He withdrew his fingers. I peered over my shoulder, best I could on elbows and knees. Saliva gathered under my tongue at the sight of Priest rolling on a condom and jerking his huge cock a few times. He caught me looking and smirked. Fuck, I was really in for a ride.
He gripped my hips and slid his cock between my ass cheeks—not inside me, just in between, and then fucked in between like that, a slick drag that had the head of his cock catching on my hole. He groaned, squeezing my ass cheeks together. He threw his head back, sweat beading at the hollow of his throat.
“Fuck, Mal, I’m not gonna last long.”
“Then get on with it,” I said, pushing my hips back insistently.
Then, finally, Priest got into position. The head of his cock nudged against my hole and he gasped. Then, slowly, he pushed inside.
Fuck, it felt incredible. Huge. Hot. Just on the edge of too much. Priest pressed slowly, slowly inside me until he was finally sheathed all the way, his hips flush against my ass. He held himself up with his hands on either side of me, his chest to my back as he mouthed sloppy kisses on my neck and shoulder. I was surrounded by him on all sides. God, his cock was huge—and I wanted more.
“Fuck me,” I said, shifting my hips demandingly against him.
“Gonna,” Priest groaned. “Trying not to blow my load immediately. You’re so fucking tight.”
Then Priest shifted his weight to one hand so he could grip my cock with the other. I moaned, toes curling as intense pleasure rocked through me—I clenched around his cock and Priest swore low and sexy in my ear. Then, he slowly pulled out nearly all the way before slamming his cock back in, hard enough to rock me up the bed. Hard enough that I felt it in my throat.
Priest didn’t hold back after that. He fucked me hard and fast, dragging his cock almost all the way out and then slamming back in, each time driving it against that spot inside me that sent pleasure racing up my spine. I cried out with each thrust, rocking my hips back to meet him and then forward into the grip of his fist. Fuck, it was so good—and the heat of his breath against my skin, and his sporadic sloppy kisses, made it even better.
“Fuck,” Priest groaned as he pounded into me. “Fuck, Mal, I’m gonna come.”
“Yeah,” I said, and I was drooling onto the pillow, so overwhelmed and