Page 63 of Graves

Fuck, he’s sexy. He even has tattoos on his thighs.

I glance over my shoulder and watch him roll the condom on. He opens the lube and slicks himself up.

“Oh yeah, keep watching,” he says, coating his length.

The sight of his cock makes me swallow hard. He’s big, and I wonder if I can even take him. But at the same time, I’m so full of lust and need that I can’t wait.

I want to feel him.

Inside me.

Aran adds some lube to my entrance and nudges the head of his cock against it. I instinctively hold my breath. He leans forward and kisses my back.

“Relax.”

I breathe in, and as I let it out shakily, he slowly pushes inside.

My body starts trembling, and I let out a strange sound. I writhe against the countertop, feeling the cold stone on my bare skin.

Aran pauses. “You good?”

“Yeah, keep going.”

A soft smile reaches my ears. “Shit, this feels so good.”

He presses deeper, filling me completely, then pulls back.

“Oh my God!” I moan.

When he pushes in again, I melt.

His movements get faster once I’ve adjusted to him. He’s unstoppable. He grips my hips and thrusts again and again—deep, passionate strokes.

I forget who I am. I’m lost in the sound of skin slapping skin, my own moans, and the most incredible feeling I’ve ever experienced.

Yeah, I’ve had sex before, but this level of pleasure is new to me.

“Fuck me,” I gasp, lifting my head.

Aran wraps a hand around my throat and picks up the pace. “How’s that?”

“Oh yes! Don’t stop!”

“Fuck! Do you even know how hot you are?”

His words wash over me like cool spring water and tingle across my entire body.

Aran keeps going. Faster. Harder. More intense with every thrust until he finds that spot that destroys me. He keeps rubbing against it, driving me closer and closer to the edge.

“Shit, Koh, you’re killing me.”

I don’t know what to do with myself. I writhe, pushing back against him in the same rhythm, chasing my orgasm, and start stroking myself.

I can’t hold it much longer. My muscles tense and a hot wave drags me under. I moan loudly and cum hard.

“Yes! Keep going!” I cry. “Fuck me through it!”

Aran does what I ask, fucking me through my orgasm until he reaches the edge too.