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turned him on. I slid my hand down and began slowly twisting

his nipple. He groaned into my mouth and thrust his hips a little

more as I attempted to force my ass onto his thick, hard cock,

using my legs to pull him in.

I let out a whimper as the head of his dick popped in, just past

the muscle. I sucked in air when he removed his lips from mine,

his eyes closed tight as he froze, not pulling out, yet not going

any further either. Wade had never looked sexier than he did in

that moment. Sweat was dripping off his chin onto my neck and

the expression on his face was somewhere between ecstasy and

pained guilt. If I were a nice boy I would have put him out of his

misery. As it was I knew he was fighting with himself, wanting to

slide all the way inside, but knowing that bare backing me wasn’t

the right thing to be doing at this stage in our relationship.

I was so turned on I wanted him to cum all over my face, in

my mouth, up my ass and over every inch of my body. I twisted

his nipple again and his body started to shake. I shifted my hips

and tweaked his nipple once more and he forced his dick further

inside me. Wade’s eyes were still closed tight and he was mumbling

something. I begged in a raspy voice, “Please fuck me.”

He let out a full throated moan and thrust his hips, forcing his

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cock all the way inside me. I arched my back, yelling out in pain,

feeling every bit of his nine inches.

“Sorry baby,” he whispered, opening his eyes and looking into

mine.

I didn’t know why the hell he was apologizing considering I’d

done everything in my power to get him to do exactly what he’d

just done. “Wade, I…”

“My God, you feel so incredible.” Wade bit down on his lip.

“This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but…”

Wade lifted his upper body off me and slowly, almost

torturously, pulled out, his entire body twitching as the head

slipped out. “Where the fuck are the god damn condoms,

Boone?”

I pointed desperately at the bedside table and Wade leaned

over, ripping open the drawer. I let my legs fall to the sides, still

finding it difficult to breathe as he rolled on a condom and lubed

his dick up.

“Scoot back,” he ordered.

I did as he asked, allowing him room to get up on his knees.

He grabbed my legs behind the knees, forcing them up into the

air. His hands slowly slid up to my ankles, bundling them into

one hand. He forced my legs back, lifting my ass up further.

I felt Wade pressing into me once again. I hissed in pain and

pleasure, my head turning from side to side as I grabbed fistfuls

of bedding. I could tell he’d reached the end of his sanity. There

was no slow start, he went right in to full on fucking.

I could feel my body being forced across the bed with each

thrust. Wade paused long enough to release his grip on my

ankles. He leaned forward, forcing my legs into my chest, before

returning to the deliciously punishing assault on my ass. He

took hold of my hips with his hands. The smack from his body

slamming into mine and his grunts mixed with my pleas for more

as he cursed very foul things to me under his breath.

I quickly began to reach the pinnacle and knew he was close,

his hands gripped me tighter. About to take my own cock in

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hand, Wade smacked it away, beating me to the punch. He was

ready to blow and needed me to get there quickly. He got more

vocal, slamming his cock into me while jacking me off. I came

with a force like none I’d ever experienced before, shooting clear

over my face, into my hair and along my cheek. Wade drove into

me once more. His face was red and a bead of sweat rolled down

the center of his chest. He held me there and continued lightly

thrusting, as if trying to prolong his orgasm.

We were both near exhaustion, staying like that, chests

heaving. Wade smiled down at me, kissing my ankles, first the

right then the left.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, a look of concern coming over

his face. “I completely lost myself, I’m sorry.”

“That was gold medal fucking,” I said and Wade tried to laugh

despite not having the lung capacity for the follow through at

the moment. “Seriously, babe…you have the judge from New

Mexico wrapped right around your big ass dick.”

Wade eased his grip on my hips some. “You look mind

numbingly hot with that string of cum across your cheek.”

“That might have been the single best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Wade frowned. “I didn’t like feeling so out of control. I

could’ve really hurt you.”

“That’s probably my own fault. I don’t know what the hell got

into me…aside from you, that is.”

“Can we…I mean, if this is way too soon to be talking about

stuff like this I totally understand, but if we were to get tested…”

I was already nodding. “I think that’s a must considering what

we almost…”

“I can’t believe I allowed that to go as far as I did.”

“At least you stopped.” I bit my lip as he pulled his cock out

of me. “Left up to me we wouldn’t have, which is totally not like

me. I’ve
never
not been safe. Even those times when I drank too

much…”

“Which is what, like two drinks for you?” He asked.

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I sneered at him. “Shut it, smart ass.”

Wade lowered my now shaky legs. I pushed myself up to a

seated position, cringing as I felt the side effects of his dick.

Wade tossed the condom over the side of the bed onto the

floor and I laughed, shaking my head. Note to self, buy a trash

can to put next to the bed.

“I did hurt you, didn’t I?” he asked.

“No, I don’t think so, at least not seriously, but I’ll be plenty

sore.”

Wade kissed me, softly—his lips still moist and warm—the

taste of him shooting right through my body to my dick.

I pulled my lips away and glanced down between my legs.

“That is so friggin’ amazing.”

Wade laughed, taking my swelling dick into his hand and

massaging it. He grabbed a wad of my hair in his other hand and

pulled my head back, before leaning down and slowly licking the

cum off my cheek. “I think it’s hot as hell.”

“I don’t think I can handle you again.”

Wade smiled. “You taste so fucking good.”

He pulled me further back and licked more of my seed from

my chest, playfully sucking on my nipple before biting the nub,

pinching it between his teeth.

“So many other things we can do,” he whispered just before

taking my now fully erect dick into his mouth.

I smiled, lying all the way back on the bed, running my fingers

through Wade’s hair. “Thank the lord for airplanes.”

q q q

Wade pulled a pillow out from under the comforter and

propped his head up. I’d draped myself over him, one arm

dangling over the side of the bed, the other still busy, as if

refusing to throw in the towel to exhaustion by continuing to

lightly stroke the soft skin that ran down the center of Wade’s

chest.

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I certainly didn’t need to feel bad about not going to the gym

today after the workout we’d just provided one another. I was

doing my best to avoid the clock on the bedside table, though I

could tell by the light in the sky outside my bedroom window that

it was creeping into afternoon.

“I can’t believe you flew all the way here for the day.” I knew

it was sort of clingy but I asked anyway. “Are you sure you can’t

stay the night?”

“I wish I could,” Wade said.

I thought I could hear him smiling so I peeked up to discover

I was correct.

“And I’d travel a hell of a lot further to do the things we just

did.” He dropped a hand over mine, which had moved from the

center of his chest and was slowly inching toward a nipple. “I’m

stopping your ornery fingers right here. I’m going on record and

saying I don’t think I have another one in me.”

I laughed as he peered down at me, like he was worried I

might be upset by being rebuffed. “What can I say, you bring out

the animal in me.”

“I’ll say.” Wade cleared his throat. “I was afraid I’d wind up

getting too pushy for you. I can see now I had nothing to worry

about on that score.”

“You callin’ me a pushy bottom, pal?” I did my best at

pretending to be pissed. “I don’t have to take such abuse.”

“I’m beginning to think you get off on it!” Wade said, slightly

astonished. “And I thought I was picking up a sweet boy next

door type.”

“You liar.” I yanked my hand free from his and poked him in

the side. “I can guarantee the only thing you thought you were

picking up was an easy lay.”

“And just look at all the trouble that’s gotten me into.” He

sighed. “Rearranging my schedule yet again, so I could fly down

for the day.”

“I liked that part,” I said with a cheesy grin. “And you certainly

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got your money’s worth. I’ve turned into quite the Wade slut.”

Wade looked up at the ceiling and mouthed the words thank

you, as if speaking to the heavens above. “And I wasn’t even

planning on the sex part.”

I glanced up at him, letting him know by the expression on

my face that I was calling big-time, major bull-shit over that lie.

“I wasn’t!” Wade laughed, almost pulling off innocent. “You

sounded so down on the phone last night. I got worried.”

I watched him, not saying anything for a moment as his face

turned red, obviously embarrassed. I crawled on top of him

and leaned in for a kiss. His mouth opened for mine, for once

allowing me to take the lead. I could tell he was worried about

divulging how deep his feelings already ran, as if it might have

the opposite effect and scare me away. Even when he was asking

me to move in with him after a week, he did so with a pretense

of the anger and frustration of not getting something he wanted.

But when he told me he thought he loved me, I felt like I’d caught

a glimpse at something deeper.

I pulled away, staring into his bright blue eyes, praying it

was all real, that everything could stay as it was now and that

I wouldn’t wind up breaking his heart at some point down the

road. I winked at him. “You were still thinking you’d be getting

some while you here.”

Wade smiled, and appeared to be somewhat relieved. “I am

only a guy at the end of the day.”

“Guys are good.” I smiled as I lay down on top of him.

“Particularly the one currently underneath me.”

Wade spread his legs so we could fit together a little better and

wrapped his arms around my waist. “I’m kinda partial to the one

on top of me too.”

I snarled up at him. “That asshole? He’s a fucking prick, dude.

You have really shitty taste in men.”

Wade smacked me on the ass, causing me to raise my eyebrows

at him and grin.

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“Jesus, I’m beginning to think you’re trying to kill me.”

I gave him an evil look and raised my hand up, shoving two

crooked fingers in his face. In my creepy Gollum voice, I said,

“You want to fuck me up the butt.”

Wade laughed and poked me in the side, causing me to break

character for a moment as I twitched. When I opened my mouth

to continue he poked me in the other side, causing my body to

contort. I tried once again and Wade dug all his fingers into my

side and started tickling me. I twisted and turned as I tried to

escape but he was too fast. I finally managed to roll off of him

but he wrestled me onto my back, sitting on top of me while I

begged for him to please stop.

My eyes were watering a little when he finally did. He was

staring at something at the head of the bed and smiling like a

goofy ass kid. I felt my face flush when I wriggled around so I

could see what he was looking at.

“That’s my shirt.” He looked down at me in an accusatory

manner.

I laughed nervously, wondering what the punishment for ho-

induced larceny would be. I held up my crooked fingers in his

face. “You see nothing.”

Wade raised an eyebrow, poking me in the side. “I have a

much better idea where you can stick those fingers.”

I gasped, as if he’d truly shocked me. “Dirty, dirty!”

Wade grabbed my hand and started sucking on two of my

fingers, slowly licking and lubing them up. He grinned, nearly

stopping my heart he was so fucking sexy. He lowered my hand

between his legs, using his own finger to press mine into his

opening. He shut his eyes as the silky heat enveloped my fingers.

As I began to ease my fingers in and out I smiled, watching

his dick slowly begin to swell. “So damn dirty.”

I stood impatiently at the caffeine kiosk run by the Service

League, doing a rotten job at hiding my impatience as Stella shot