Chief's Mess by L.A. Witt

Author:L.A. Witt [Witt, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

“It’s your last night in town.” Late Sunday night, Anthony dragged me down on top of his naked body. “And you’re going to feel me the whole way home tomorrow.”

“Likewise,” I murmured before claiming a deep, hard kiss. Damn I was glad I’d decided to take an extra day so I could spend one more night with him.

I fucking loved when he was this rough and needy. It gave me the same thrill as when he was on top and pinning me to the mattress—he might’ve been on his back and under me, but he was absolutely not giving up control. Kissing me breathlessly, he made clumsy but surprisingly effective progress at getting my jeans and boxers over my thighs. Between us, those were the only clothes that hadn’t found their way onto the floor, and it would’ve been easier to take them off while we’d still been standing beside the bed, but who was I to object to a man who wanted me on top of him?

“Fuck me,” he breathed in my ear. “Hard.”

“Do I ever fuck you any other way?”

“No, you don’t.” He nipped my earlobe. “Why do you think I always want more?”

I moaned and shuddered. He was so effortlessly dirty, and it was a wonder I ever lasted when I was in bed with him. “Didn’t you say something about tying me down and riding my cock?”

“Uh-huh,” he whimpered. “But now I like the idea of being pinned down and fucked.”

“Jesus.”

He always changed his mind about positions, but I seriously couldn’t complain. The end result was—without fail—ridiculously hot sex followed by earth-shaking orgasms. I didn’t care if he suddenly decided we should wear costumes and dangle upside down, as long as one of us was getting fucked and he made me come like that again.

“Stay right there.” I lifted myself up. “I want you just like this.”

He stayed, but he squirmed, and was that ever a beautiful sight. His fair skin had a few welts and bruises—mine probably had quite a few too—and looking at them made my cock that much harder. I’d left every one of those marks, and he’d all but begged for more. I didn’t see it as marking my territory or anything. No, it was more like seeing physical evidence of how badly I needed him whenever I had him.

Like right now. When he was lying there waiting for me, ready to be fucked even after he had to be tender from all the sex we’d had this weekend. God knew I was.

I tore a condom off the strip, and opened the wrapper on the second try. I swore every time I slept with Anthony, condoms got way more complicated to put on. Another two or three visits, and I’d be useless at working the stupid things.

But at least for tonight, I handled it, and it was on, and Anthony was covering the thin rubber in a generous amount of lube.

“That’s enough,” I panted. “Back. Get on . . . get on your back.

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