Sweet Mercy - Lynn Hagen Page 0,24

He wiggled around as Ford stretched him, adding a third finger.

“Be careful what you ask for.” Ford nipped his shoulder.

Mercy shivered and bucked. “I know exactly what I want,” he said.

Ford latched his mouth onto the nape of Mercy’s neck. He sucked hard, using his tongue to lash the skin as his teeth brought Mercy a different kind of pleasurable pain.

All Mercy could manage was a moan. Ford’s fingers were working him over, but soon they weren’t enough. Mercy clenched his ass around Ford’s fingers, feeling a primal need to be stretched wide. “Ford, I need more.”

Ford’s fingers disappeared, and Mercy felt the head of Ford’s cock rubbing over his hole, teasing him until Mercy was close to threatening the bear’s life.

“Want me to shove my dick into your ass, handsome?” The words were asked in a kind of low rumble, slutty and dirty, just how Ford probably intended them to be. He trailed kisses over Mercy’s shoulder, bit his jaw, and then licked his way down Mercy’s neck. “Do ya?”

“God yes,” Mercy pleaded. “Yes, fuck me.”

Mercy blew out a puff of air, hissed, and curled his toes as Ford entered him. The head of Ford’s cock was thick, stretching Mercy wide.

“Beg me to give you more.”

A flood of hot, sensual pleasure spread through Mercy. “I want more.”

“More what?” Ford hadn’t moved. The head was lodged inside Mercy’s ass, but that was it. He felt the hard flesh throbbing, and Mercy was on the verge of sobbing.

“I want more of your dick in my ass.”

Ford pressed forward, but just an inch. He gripped Mercy’s waist in a brutal hold. “Want all of my hard length inside of you?”

Sweet baby Jesus.” Yes!”

“Yes what?”

Mercy just might murder Ford and hide his body. “Yes, I want every inch of your dick inside of me.”

Ford made a ragged sound and then shoved all the way in. He let go of Mercy’s hips and grabbed his thighs, spreading them farther apart and lifting Mercy slightly into the air as he eased out until only the head remained.

Mercy panted heavily, waiting to see what Ford would do. The man had no qualms about fucking Mercy any way Mercy wanted to be fucked. The guy had a dirty mouth, too. Mercy loved that.

Ford had one hand on Mercy’s hip, the other holding Mercy’s shoulder. “Come on, baby. Beg me for it. Those lips were made for begging and sucking dick.”

Mercy wanted to be drilled, split open by the man’s enormous cock. He’d do whatever Ford wanted. He heard the man’s labored breathing. This was turning Ford on. His cock felt even larger inside Mercy’s hole, as if the dirty talk made him harder. Ford’s breathing was labored as he waited. The man had incredible self-control. Mercy tried to jerk backward, but Ford’s grip was too tight.

Mercy’s eyes slid shut. His fingers closed around the cushions. “Ford, fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone else before. I want to feel that hard, fat cock nailing me.”

Ford unleashed on Mercy. His hips punched forward at lightning speed, forcing drool from Mercy’s mouth. Then he began to move slowly, his hands running up and down Mercy’s back, and then he moved faster again.

Mercy’s arms buckled from the onslaught, and his upper half crashed against the back of the couch, making him think Ford would make good on his promise to fuck Mercy over to the other side. “Oh fuck!”

“You wanted rough,” Ford reminded him. “Tell me to slow down, and I will.”

Thing was Mercy didn’t want Ford to slow down. He wanted to feel the pounding days afterward. He wanted his body deliciously sore so he could remember the best fuck he’d ever had. He clenched the bundle of muscles at his hole, and Ford cursed, sped up, and then reached around Mercy to grip his bobbing cock.

What Ford was doing to him was so hot, so erotic that Mercy could concentrate on nothing else but Ford’s cock punishing him.

“Oh god!” Mercy kept his face pressed against couch, drool drizzling from his mouth in pools. “That’s it. Nail my ass!”

Ford chuckled. His fingers gripped Mercy’s waist tighter. Pulling one hand away, Ford grabbed a handful of Mercy’s hair and yanked his head back, exposing his throat. Mercy whimpered and groaned when Ford nibbled on his shoulder. For reasons beyond him, Mercy wanted to beg Ford to bite him.

And then the man did. He sank his teeth into Mercy’s shoulder. Mercy let go of a guttural cry as his cock erupted.