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Not gonna be a great first fuck if I come within seconds of sticking my dick in. Even if I’m leaking precum like crazy. Adrian guides my cock closer to him.

He presses my dick against his hole, both of us moaning at the contact. He slides my length over him, breath hitching each time the crown catches. Keeping himself occupied in the sensation all while my hands keep his legs up and spread wide, and fuck if only I could burn this view forever into my retinas.

My hips rock forward, pressing into him but not fully breaching. And Adrian’s beautiful face contorts in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Ready for me, baby?” I thrust again, feeling the heat radiating off him as his rim stretches to accommodate me. He moans loudly and wantonly. Cursing at the stretch and nails scratching over the tarp.

“Dante, just do it.” He demands, and who am I to deny him?

My pelvis slams forward, dick plunging deep into him and ripping a broken, drawn-out moan from his lungs. My eyes roll to the back of my head.

Fucking Hell, finally.

He fits so snug around me. It’s delicious and intoxicating. And takes every fucking single shred of self-control I have not to thrust further and bottom out.

“Ugh, Dante. Fuck, t-this feels so good,” he whines and groans, hips and waist arching up, and he’s clenching and unclenching so deliciously around my cock. I pull my hips back, leaving only the tip of my dick inside him before slamming back in. The force punches a loud whine from his throat, and he’s writhing beneath me.

“You’re taking my cock so good, my little stray,” I grunt, now unable to keep my hips from continuously snapping forward. Adrian’s gaze falls to my abdomen, seemingly mesmerized by the muscles in my stomach and pelvis tensing and taut each time I thrust in. A broken string of moans falls from his lips.

He reaches up, fingers tangling in my hair as he guides me down for a kiss. A sloppy tongue-and-moan-filled kiss that quickly turns to him just biting and pulling on my lip.

“I should put a fucking leash on you,” Adrian whispers. “Maybe that way you won’t leave me again.”

I’m so caught off guard by his dirty talk I almost forget how to fuck. Jesus-fucking-Christ, he’s so fucking sexy when he talks like that. My cock drives into him harder now, and the force rocks the Jeep. I angle my hips up, and with the next thrust, Adrian’s body is tensing. Hole clenching and wringing my cock when I strike that spot that makes his brain go numb. His eyes roll up, mouth disconnecting from mine and falling open in pleasure.

“Hm, I already told you you’re mine, and I’m yours. But if you wanna leash me, I’ll gladly sit at your feet, tongue out and tail wagging,” I groan into him, and a devilish look falls over his face. Shit, I might be completely whipped by this man.

His fingers wound tight in my hair, loosening only to drag down my scalp and onto my shoulders. Adrian’s blunt nails scrape angry red paths on my back, resulting in a throaty groan from my chest at the burn, and my hips falter.

Fuck, I’m getting close.

And something about Adrian marking me the fuck up has my dick ready to burst. Just the thought of walking around with visible marks from him. Proof that I belong to him. But what about the other way around?

I pull back abruptly, cursing as my dick slips out of his hole. Adrian whines at the loss. “What the fuck now?”

Awh. He’s so fucking adorable when he’s angry and horny.

I only smirk at him, grabbing his left ankle and rolling him onto his side. I slot my own leg between his, pressing up against his hard cock. And before he can question my antics, I thrust my dick back inside, slipping in deeper than before and definitely bottoming out now. Adrian whines, long and high-pitched. A whole-body shudder coursing through him.

“Baby, I need to mark you while I fill you with my cum.” I moan in his ear, and his breath stutters. I grab a fistful of his hair, craning his neck to the side and exposing his delectable skin. My lips kiss and suck angry red marks in the junction where his neck and shoulder meet.

My hips start up a brutal pace, and I can feel Adrian’s cock rutting against my leg slotted between his thighs. Hot and slick with precum.

We’re both a filthy moaning mess by now, and with the way he’s gripping and tensing around my cock, I know he’s close too.

My pelvis snaps harshly against his ass, nearly losing rhythm as all my blood rushes south. Electric pulses shoot to my cock, and heat breaks out under my skin.

My teeth glide over his skin, and I bite down hard, blood bursting over my senses. Everything in that moment pulls taut like a bowstring, then snaps and releases as white splotches shatter across my vision. My thrusting slows as I’m now merely fucking my come back into his hole, riding out my orgasm.

I can feel Adrian’s ragged but subsiding breathing. He came too. I can feel it on my skin and see it in the amount of fluid on the tarp. His ass is still clenching around me, clearly still sensitive from just having had his release. And the welcoming stimulation is beckoning my dick to harden again.

God-fucking-damn.

Adrian shifts in my embrace, flipping my arms off his body. I ready myself for a cold shoulder, for the man to revert back to his ways when he turns and grabs my face. He peppers my mouth and jaw with sloppy kisses before throwing his arms around me, burying his face in my chest as we lay there with the wind and weather clawing at the back of the Jeep.

I thread my fingers through his hair, and he perches up, scowling. “If you ever ghost me again, I’ll cut your dick off.”

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