a seductive look. Dillon hooked his knees with his hands, pulling his legs back and giving Rainerio a display of what he had to offer.
Rainerio licked his lips as he crawled onto the bed and lined his cock up. Dillon became frustrated when Rainerio didn’t enter him. He already knew that they didn’t need condoms, Snooke had tipped his ear about that, so what was the hold up? Panic set in as the idea that Rainerio might have changed his mind made Dillon worry. “What’s wrong?”
Rainerio manacled Dillon’s wrists as he brought them over his head, locking them within his large hands against the mattress.
“Nothing. Let the natural lubricant do its job.”
Dillon shuddered at Rainerio’s deep voice. It was soulful and erotic. “Natural?” This was getting better and better. Dillon barely held on as he waited. He could feel the muscles to his entrance start to relax as something wet slid down his crease. “That is so damn cool.”
He sighed.
Rainerio lowered his head, taking Dillon’s mouth in their very first kiss. Rainerio was claiming his lips like a possessed man. Dillon was all for that. His tongue explored the recesses of Dillon’s mouth as his fingers tightened around Dillon’s wrists.
The warrior was mastering him, and Dillon couldn’t have been happier. His head fell to the side as Rainerio nipped down his neck, biting into his shoulder. Dillon’s hips bucked as Rainerio kissed away the pain.
Dillon’s ankles dug into solid, muscular flesh as Rainerio finally entered him. He gasped for air as the large cock grazed over his naughty spot and kept going. His fingers clenched and unclenched as the small bite of pain turned into the most astounding pleasure ever imaginable.
“Dillon. Hell, Dillon.” Rainerio looked as though he was begging with his eyes for Dillon to do something. They looked tortured and lust-filled at the same time. His powerful thighs inched up a little further, making Dillon’s ass raise higher.
Rainerio’s lips touched Dillon’s nipples with tantalizing possessiveness as he began to move inside of Dillon’s ass. He behaved as though he were a starved man, his lips sucking on every inch of Dillon’s body as he tried to eat him alive.
Dillon’s head thrashed from side to side, his breath coming out in rough pants as Rainerio fucked him harder. The warrior’s muscled thighs thrust him forward, making Dillon cry out with unquenchable pleasure.
“Oh god, Rainerio.” A feeling of utter closeness washed over him.
Dillon felt as though he were inside of Rainerio’s body, like they had become one.
The warrior’s head snapped back as he stared down at Dillon with widened eyes. “This can’t be.”
“What? What can’t be?”
Instead of answering him, Rainerio tried to fuck him through the mattress and into the apartment below them. Dillon was lost, wrapped up in the agonizing pleasure that seemed to take over his mind, body, and soul.
Never in his life had he felt such crippling hedonism. He was taken from that room and shot straight to heaven where Rainerio was making him wish this could last forever.
Rainerio hitched his thighs up further, hitting his naughty spot on every damn stroke. Dillon pulled at his wrists, trying to free them so he could dig his fingers into Rainerio’s honed muscles.
He arched his back and cried out as his cock exploded onto Rainerio’s chest. The warrior slammed his mouth on Dillon’s as his hips jack-hammered into Dillon’s ass.
Dillon felt like he was free-falling. He was in a place of pure bliss as Rainerio showed how masterfully he could take Dillon. The warrior practically balled his body around Dillon’s as he shouted into Dillon’s neck, his hot seed filling Dillon’s channel.
Dillon pulled in ragged gulps of air as their sweaty bodies lay entwined. Rainerio hugged him tighter, burying his face into Dillon’s hair as he inhaled deeply.
He knew Rainerio would take him to another world, and that was where Dillon felt
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