Sin City Uniform 01 - All Fired Up by Morticia Knight Page B

and held on.
    “Stretch me. Fill me.”
    Trent leaned up and plunged into his mouth right as he added a third finger. He wanted to tell Trent that he couldn’t keep control—that being invaded so forcefully at both ends was too much. But he loved it, wanted it. Trent worked him over good, did exactly as Shawn had begged. When he removed his hand and sat up, Shawn gave a low cry.
    “Shh. Gonna get myself ready.”
    Watching Trent roll the condom over his gorgeous member then slick it up with more lube made him clench again. At last, he crawled between Shawn’s legs, bringing one up so that it rested on his shoulder.
    “Pillow?”
    “S-sure.”
    At that point, he really didn’t give a shit. All he cared about was being impaled by Trent’s glorious cock. Trent shoved a pillow under Shawn’s ass then the head of his gloved dick nudged against Shawn’s hole. The leg that he didn’t have over Trent’s arm, he used to wrap around his waist, encouraging him on. Trent urged past his resisting ring of muscle and he hissed. Trent looked down on him with concern.
    “More.” He gritted out.
    It had been a while, but he wasn’t going to let that slow things down. He pushed out right as Trent thrust forward and within seconds, Trent was seated in his ass. They were connected, Trent’s balls nestled against him, the slight bristle of his pubic hair tickling his skin.
    “Don’t move.” Shawn whispered, his eyes closed.
    “Are you okay?”
    Shawn heard the worry in his voice yet he couldn’t help but smile.
    “More than okay. I just want to feel you like this for a minute.”
    He was so full . So filled with the most amazing man he’d ever met. He was aware of a slight throbbing inside his passage from Trent’s needy cock. His own cock twitched. He could feel it leaking. His asshole clamped around the large member invading his body. He brushed his hands up Trent’s torso, opening his eyes to look right at him.
    “Fuck me.”
    Trent groaned in answer then pulled almost all the way out before slamming into him.
    He did his best to arch his back in the trapped position, tried with all he had to meet up with every snap of Trent’s hips. The stretch, the burn, the everything wound him into a tightly coiled ball of need.
    As their coupling increased in its frenzy, sweat gathered on his skin, and he felt small droplets fall on him from Trent. He opened his eyes again, mesmerized by how Trent’s face twisted in an agonizing ecstasy as he fucked Shawn into oblivion. Suddenly, Trent’s eyes went wide and as their gazes locked, it set them both off. Neither one of them looked away as they cried out in simultaneous release, their shouts echoing in the bedroom. Shawn had never seen anything so beautiful as Trent coming.
    His insides milked Trent more, causing him to jerk in his passage. He rarely came without direct stimulation to his dick, but he’d been ready to shoot his load from almost the moment Trent had first tongued his hole. It would be so easy to get addicted to sex with him.
    Trent eased Shawn’s one leg down then slowly pulled out of him before removing the condom and disposing of it. He then stretched out and draped his body over Shawn’s, holding himself up on his elbows so that Shawn wouldn’t be crushed. Shawn couldn’t deny how wonderful it was to be held down by Trent, to be underneath him, protected.
    Wasn’t that all he was trying to do before?
    Trent took his mouth, lazily exploring it with his tongue. It was calming, brought him closer to his new lover, brought him down from his orgasmic high. It wasn’t like so many of his previous encounters—even with men he’d had a relationship with—where they simply rolled off each other when the deed was done.
    He did like feeling protected by Trent, wanted to be cherished by someone. But it couldn’t be done from that place of fear Trent had shown him before. He was sure they were past that. Trent had to understand it couldn’t be like that with