His spine flexed under my palm, sweat tracing the line of it, his whole body focused on staying steady. Gay sex “Shit!” My next thrust pulled that sound right out of him.“Think I’m the one fucking you,” I shot back with a crooked grin, keeping the pace steady, letting my words roll just as slow and deliberate as my hips.Ray’s head dropped back onto the pillow with a thud. He just stayed there on his stomach, breath rough, shoulders tense, anticipating it with intense nerves. He just gripped the sheets tighter and pushed back into me—more deliberate now. “Do it. “You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. His back arched just enough to keep that perfect angle, that sweet spot he didn’t want to lose. His grip on the bedsheets tightened, his forehead pressing deeper into the pillow like he was stabilizing himself against everything flooding through him.“Damn,” I breathed, adjusting my angle just enough to draw another shudder from him. “You thought that was gonna finish me, bro?” His voice was rough around the edges, dark and low and almost smug.I didn’t answer.
