Blindsided (Fake Boyfriend #4)(81)

“They should make that into a bumper sticker.” Despite Miller’s protest, he sinks to his knees.

He makes quick work of my pants while I shuck my shirt off and throw it somewhere.

“I’m gonna prep you while I’m down here, so spread your legs a little more.”

I do as he says, and he reaches for the lube on the bathroom counter.

When slick fingers grip my balls, I can’t contain a loud moan. He’s barely even touched me, and I’m ready to explode in his face.

God, now I’m thinking about cum dripping off his cheeks, his chin, his upper lip, and I have to quickly grip my dick to keep it under control.

“Someone a little too excited?” Miller mocks. “Need to come first, or can you hold out?”

“Hold out,” I rasp, and it sounds like a lie.

Miller chuckles. “We’ll see about that.”

The challenge in his voice makes me nervous, but as soon as his fingers make their way between my ass cheeks and press against my hole teasingly, I’m brought back from the edge by one finger slipping inside.

It’s still awkward, that first touch, and I have to remind myself of how good it’ll get once I loosen up. It’s a hell of a lot easier to remember that when Miller takes my cock in his mouth, and it’s so warm and wet I barely register when the finger pushes in farther. I have a stubbly mouth on my cock and fingers in my ass, and although the sensations are still new and a little uncomfortable, I can’t get enough, because no sex has ever been as good as when Miller’s inside me. Owning me.

Miller adds a finger and works me open until I’m panting and dangerously approaching the edge once again. He must sense it, because he stops.

His fingers slip from my ass, and my hole pulses, trying to bring the full sensation back.

Standing, still fully clothed, Miller reaches for the lube and passes it to me. “Get your cock lubed-up and ready to go. I want to watch you use the toy for a bit first.” Miller slowly undresses while I stroke my cock, watching him. Shirtless now, but still with pants on, he swats at me. “Get in the shower already.”

Under the spray, I run my hands over my hair and enjoy the heat beating down on my body.

“Talon,” Miller barks.

My eyes fly open, and I love how he becomes impatient. When I line my cock up with the Fleshlight suctioned to the tile wall, I make sure to keep my eyes on Miller. That is, until they roll back into my head. Damn, who knew these things felt so good?

My hands fly to the wall, trying to grip onto something but fail. I still and take a few breaths, and when I finally find my composure, I test out a few small thrusts because I don’t know how sturdy they make these toys, but I quickly have no control over what my hips do anymore.

A groan comes from behind me somewhere. “So fucking sexy.”

And then Miller’s hands are on me, slowly moving down my back and gripping my hips. His hard, latex-covered cock rests against my ass cheek, and I find myself sticking my ass out as I continue to move in and out of the toy.

“Do we need the condom?” My voice comes out as a breath.

“Want to go bareback? Are we okay to do that?”

“I am. Haven’t been with anyone but you since the last team health check.”

“Same. Guess we don’t need this then.” He pulls the condom off and drops it to the tiled floor.

Then his fingers are back, sliding straight into my ready hole.

“Need your dick.” I don’t have to tell him twice.

Miller applies more lube, and with one swift move, he thrusts inside me, all ten million inches of his huge-ass motherfucking cock, and I feel like I’m being torn in two.

I love it. My ass pulses around him.

“Feel any different?” Miller’s voice rumbles in my ear.

“So good. So fucking good.” Not as good being filled with his cum will be.

“You gonna take all of me?”

I nod.

“Can’t hear you.”

“Yes,” I hiss. “All of you.”

“Might wanna brace yourself.”

Miller moves slowly at first. A roll of his hips, a tiny thrust. Every move he makes, I do the same to the toy, and I swear I’m two seconds away from passing out. Pleasure rolls through me, from my head to my toes and then back again.

I never want it to end, but I fear it may kill me if it doesn’t.

When he goes harder, my hand slips, and I almost headbutt the wall. I have to rest my forearm against the tile instead.

Miller pounds my ass until my vision blurs and the water runs cold, but the heat between us is enough to keep me warm.

The magnificent drag of Miller’s cock over my prostate over and over again has my orgasm hitting out of nowhere. My whole body trembles, and my moans vibrate off the walls, but Miller continues his punishing pace.

While I spill into the Fleshlight, every time Miller moves inside me, it drags out my orgasm. My legs go so weak the only thing holding me up right now is Miller.

“Tell me you’re mine,” Miller grunts.

I turn my head to look at him. “Yours.”

Miller’s arms wrap around me as if holding on for dear life as he comes. My cock becomes oversensitive, and I have to pull out while Miller slows and catches his breath. “Always?”

“Forever.”