“Get on the bed.” Taylor’s voice was low and demanding. “Hands and knees. I’ve waited a long time to see your perfect ass.”
I whined as he pulled away from me, but his words had heat burning across my skin. Taylor was everything I’d ever wanted in a sexual partner, and now he was bringing all my fantasies to life.
I crawled onto the bed, leaning on my forearms and pushing my ass into the air, silently pleading for more. My cock was so hard it was aching, and I was close to begging Taylor to touch me.
“Fuck, look at that ass,” Taylor said, running his hand down my cheek and squeezing it, making me moan into the sheets. “I can’t wait to be inside it.”
“Oh God, please! I want that. Need you, Taylor.”
“I know.” I heard the desire in his voice, silken and smooth. He slipped his thumb between my cheeks, teasing my hole as I whined. “I’m going to pound you so hard you forget your own name.”
There was something oddly familiar about those words as if I’d heard them recently, but I couldn’t think where and my brain was too lust-drunk to think clearly. It had probably been in some porn I’d watched the other day, because I hadn’t had sex in months.
His fingers slipped away, and somewhere behind me I heard Taylor rummaging in a drawer, presumably to find lube and condoms. I chuckled as he threw a box of Durex onto the pillows.
“Do you think we’ll need that many?” I asked, twisting my head to look at him over my shoulder. Taylor gave me another of his wicked smiles as he clicked open the bottle of lube in his hand.
“I don’t think once is going to be enough.”
I wanted to say something else, but instead I gasped as I felt the cold trickle of lube between my cheeks and the teasing touch of Taylor’s finger. I groaned as he pressed one inside me.
“More,” I groaned as he pumped his finger in slowly. “I need more.”
“Look at your greedy hole,” he said, and I moaned as he pushed another finger inside me. “So desperate for me.” He smacked my cheek, and I gasped, loving the slight sting. My dick was leaking a steady string of precum onto the bed, and fuck, I wanted his cock inside me so badly.
“Taylor,” I said, my words coming out as a barely intelligible groan. “Please. Need you.” Taylor simply chuckled, pushing a third finger into me, stretching me around him and curling his fingers to tease my sweet spot.
I’d forgotten how good it felt to have someone reduce me to a moaning, pleading mess, and Taylor was playing my body like a finely tuned instrument. He hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he’d be better than my toys, and now I was wondering how the fuck I’d be able to go back to them.
I whined as he pulled his fingers out, hating the empty feeling. I heard the rustle of a foil wrapper and then I felt the blunt head of Taylor’s cock pressing against my hole, his fingers running down my spine and grasping my hips as he pushed inside me.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned, grasping at the sheets as Taylor’s thick cock filled me. I loved the way he stretched me wide, loved the slight burn that quickly gave way to endless pleasure as he bottomed out.
This was so much better than any of my dildos.
So. Much. Better.
“Shit, you’re so tight,” Taylor said, stilling inside me. For the first time his voice was shaky and breathy. I loved knowing I could do that to him.
“Fuck me.” I needed more. I needed Taylor to fulfill all those dirty promises he’d made to me. “Please.”
“You know,” said Taylor, his voice low as he leant over me to kiss and nip the skin at the back of my neck, his hips moving in a teasing grind that had me whimpering in pleasure. “I bet you’d beg so prettily for me Simon, bet you’d make the most delicious noises as you begged for my cock.”
I couldn’t do anything except moan into the sheets, gripping them tightly as Taylor began to pick up the pace, pounding into me. His cock nudged my prostate with every move, sending waves of bliss rolling over me. I knew I’d beg if he asked me to. Maybe next time he would.
Fuck, I hoped there would be a next time after tonight.
I didn’t know if I could manage if this was only a one-night thing, not now that I’d started to find out exactly how good Taylor was in bed. I needed to know everything else he’d do to me, and I hadn’t even had a chance to explore his body because we’d been so desperate to fuck.
Not that I was complaining.
“Fuck, your ass is amazing.” Taylor growled, pulling my hips towards him as he fucked me deep and hard, using me for his pleasure. “Such a hungry hole. So perfect for me.”
I wanted to say something, anything, in response to the delicious litany of filth and compliments streaming from Taylor’s lips, but I was too far gone for that. My whole body was burning, sweat dripping down my skin, and I could already feel my orgasm approaching, threatening to overwhelm me in a tidal wave of pleasure. I just needed a tiny bit more.
“Oh shit. Shit. Please touch me,” I said desperately. “I’m so close. Please.”
Taylor snaked his hand around my hip, his fingers wrapping tightly around my cock, jacking it at the same pace as he fucked me. He twisted his palm across the slick head of my cock and that was all it took to send me over the edge
