Free My Forever by Nikki McCoy Page A

and make him submit.
    Lucas reached over to the nightstand and yanked the drawer open so hard it came off one of the tracks. He fumbled for then found the bottle of lube and the condoms he kept in there. After sheathing himself, he squeezed the liquid into his palm then tossed the bottle aside in order to slick his hard cock before using the remaining oil to lubricate Kyle’s entrance. Kyle moaned and closed his eyes, causing two tears to stream down his temples. Lucas bent forwards to catch one on the tip of his tongue while pressing a finger into Kyle’s puckered hole.
    “Damn, you’re so tight,” he gritted through clenched teeth. He inserted another finger and scissored them, trying to stretch the taut entrance as fast as possible. His cock was ready to burst but he wanted to be inside that delectable ass before he came. Adding a third finger, he twisted them around and knew he’d found Kyle’s prostate when the man writhed on the bed, trembling and whimpering in abandon.
    “Are you ready for me, baby? I don’t think I can hold out much longer.”
    Glazed eyes opened wide and Kyle nodded his head frantically.
    “I don’t want to hurt you. Turn over for me.” Lucas pulled his fingers away and helped Kyle roll onto his stomach. He lifted the man’s pert little ass into the air, growling in approval as Kyle tugged his legs under him, curling into a ball with his behind high in the air. Lining up his cock, he used every ounce of willpower he contained to ease his way in with care. He knew he was big and hadn’t fully prepared Kyle to take his girth.
    Inch by torturous inch, he slid into Kyle’s warm sheath, watching for signs of distress. When half of his length was buried, Kyle charged back, taking him in fully. They both gasped in shock and he gripped Kyle’s hips in a fierce hold.
    “What are you doing? You’ll tear yourself open.” Lucas held him still, feeling his cock throb in the channel that threatened to take away his control.
    Kyle twisted his head around. “It hurts, but it feels good. Is that okay?”
    Lucas wanted to laugh at the man’s spunk, but the insecurity on Kyle’s face tempered his humour. “It’s okay, but you have to let me lead. I don’t want to damage you.”
    An emotion flickered in Kyle’s eyes but he ducked his head before Lucas could ascertain what it was. In slow, strong thrusts, he began to pound into the hole that gripped him mercilessly. The soft groans and gasps from Kyle gradually increased in volume and intensity until he thought he might come from them alone. Angling the hips in his grasp so that he pegged Kyle’s prostate with each thrust, he strengthened his strokes, hammering into the hot channel, giving it no choice but to accept his invasion.
    His balls drew up tight against his body and a tingling sensation raced down his spine, urging him to pound harder. Kyle cried out his name and the muscles in his ass clenched around Lucas’ cock, milking his orgasm from him in long, strangling pulls. His explosion burst through him, taking over, and it was all he could do to keep himself grounded by the bruising grip he had on Kyle’s thighs.
    Lights exploded beneath his clamped lids and what felt like a chunk of his soul was wrenched away, only to be replaced with a searing torrent of emotions so intense, his arms and legs collapsed, leaving him weak and gasping for air.
    His loins rocked of their own accord, his cock still spewing its seed and filling the condom buried in the demanding hole that surrounded it. It was too much and not enough all at once. His head reeled with new sensations and his limbs quaked with adrenaline. He could feel his mind begin to fade in a losing battle with consciousness, but a persistent, niggling feeling held him afloat.
    Kyle moaned beneath him and he jerked upright, afraid he’d opened the wounds in his negligence. Skimming his hands over the small body, he breathed a sigh of relief when they came away clear of blood.
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