Free Release Me (The Music Within Book 2) by Faith Gibson

removed his fingers, and Mal
rose up on his elbows in stunned silence. Cade’s shirt was already gone, and
Mal swallowed at the ink covering Cade’s chest. Both nipples were pierced, and
Mal longed to take the metal bars between his teeth and tug just to see if it
turned Cade on. Mal rubbed a hand across his own chest, scraping his nails
across his nubs that were hard. A moan escaped his lips. It could have been
caused by touching his own nipples or from the naked sight in front of him. Probably
both had his dick filling back up. Cade stroked his cock while he examined
every inch of Mal with his eyes.
    Mal
had a toned body from all the work he did on the farm, but Cade’s body belonged
in an art gallery for all the world to enjoy. At some point, Cade had found a
small pack of lube and a condom. The latex being stretched over Cade’s dick had
Mal’s tip leaking again. He subconsciously grabbed his cock and stroked while
Cade opened the lube. He slicked up his sheathed cock before pouring the liquid
onto his fingers. When he reached for Mal’s hole, Mal let go of his dick and
rolled over.
    “Stay
on your back, Mal. I want to see you,” Cade instructed.
    “No,
this is better,” Mal countered. There’s no way he would remain face to face
while they were making… fucking. While they were fucking. That’s all this was.
No love. No emotion. Mal couldn’t allow himself that small luxury, not when
tonight was all they had. At sixteen, his heart had shattered when his best
friend ran away, leaving Mal to deal with his angry father. At least Tyler had
called the police before he completely cut Mal out of his life. If he hadn’t,
both Mal and his mother would be dead.
    The
sting of fingers breaching his hole replaced the pain of his past. Cade did
what a responsible partner should do – stretched him good, getting him ready
for the hard cock that would soon be replacing his fingers. Tired of waiting,
Mal demanded, “Cade, fuck me now, or I’ll find someone who will.”
    The
sharp slap of Cade’s hand on his ass echoed in the room. “Such a bossy bottom.”
    “You’ve
stretched me, now fuck me.” Cade must have heard the agitation in his voice. He
removed his fingers and knee-crawled closer to Mal. Cade’s cockhead pushed
slightly against his entrance, just more torture for Mal to endure. As soon as
Cade’s dick slid past that first tight ring, Mal pushed back, impaling himself.
Both men yelled, and Cade grabbed hold of Mal’s hips, keeping him from moving.
He would certainly have bruises tomorrow from the intensity of Cade’s grip.
    “Dammit,
Mal. You trying to break my dick? Fuck, man.”
    Mal
started to apologize, but before he could, Cade slid his lubed cock out and
back in, setting up an easy rhythm. Mal used the time for his body to adjust to
the size of Cade. His dick wasn’t porn star huge, but it was fat enough to fill
Mal’s hole nicely. Mal lowered himself, leaning on his forearms, and arched his
ass a little higher. He bit his lower lip to keep from saying something really
stupid. He allowed the moans to naturally escape when Cade hit his prostate,
but he kept words to himself.
    Cade,
on the other hand, did not keep quiet. His dirty mouth spurred Mal’s orgasm
closer to the edge with every nasty word that came out of his mouth. “Oh, yeah,
that’s it. Such a pretty cunt, sucking my dick all the way in. Goddamn, so
fucking tight.” Cade slid his hands from Mal’s hips to his ass. He slowed the
thrusting and spread Mal’s cheeks apart. “Look at that – such a tight little
pucker so fucking hungry for my dick. Fuck yeah…” Cade returned to sliding in
and out.
    “More…
Faster…” Mal moaned when Cade hit his gland again. “Come on, Cade. I need it
hard.” Mal was ready to beg, but Cade got the message and began giving Mal what
he wanted. What he needed. Cade slammed into Mal’s channel relentlessly. Flesh
slapping flesh, Cade’s heavy breathing, and Mal’s grunts were permeating