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“Harder!” Lachlan squeezed his
eyes shut as he dug his fingers into the sheets. He spread his knees and
tilted his ass up even further into the air, needing the pounding Asa was
giving his ass. No one fucked like his Asa. The man gave new meaning to the
term ecstasy. No matter what Lachlan had asked for over the years, Asa
provided it.
“So tight, Lany,” Asa groaned,
the deep needy sound music to Lachlan’s ears.
Lachlan spread his legs farther apart
as he rocked his ass back and up, wanting Asa to fuck him until he was
unconscious. Lachlan’s fingers curled into the sheets as Asa hammered into
him. It was raw, fast, and made Lachlan’s head swoon. He keened and mewled,
begging his lover to take him harder.
Asa didn’t disappoint.
He moved faster and faster with each
deep thrust, achingly deeper. Fingers dug into Lachlan’s hips as Asa switched
his position, tagging Lachlan’s prostate on every damn stroke. Lachlan’s body
tingled and buzzed, his heart beating faster as he felt an all-too-familiar
tingling shoot up his spine.
Lachlan was getting close. He could
feel his balls drawing up tight against his body. He knew he only had mere
moments before he flew over the edge with abandon. His cries and whimpers
filled the room, overshadowing their heaving panting. The harder Asa rammed
into Lachlan, the louder his cries became. Sweat dripped down both of their
bodies, the sounds of their flesh slapping together, mingling with their
groans of pleasure.
“Harder, damn it,” Lachlan growled.
“Fuck me like you mean it.”
He arched his body toward Asa as his
orgasm roared up his spine and down to his groin, and then his cock exploded,
wetting the bed with his seed. Lachlan cried out, his entire body throbbing
with his release.
“Lachlan!” Asa shouted as he slammed
into Lachlan’s ass, his fingers digging in so deeply that Lachlan knew he was
going to have bruises.
Lachlan felt a series of short thrusts
and one long one where Asa drove up into his ass and stayed there. Hot liquid
filled his ass, each powerful spurt shooting against his sweet spot, making
Lachlan’s vision dim as even more pleasure continued to weave its way through
his body.
He rocked back and forth, bathing in
the release that had had him hazy and sated. Little tremors rocked through
him, prolonging his pleasure until Lachlan thought he was going to pass out.
He closed his eyes and laid his head
down on the bed, unable to do anything but breathe, and even that was taking
effort. He smiled weakly when he felt Asa plant a small kiss on his temple.
“Thank you, babe.”
Lachlan opened his eyes and grinned up
at the man that had become his husband just a few years earlier. He leaned up
and brushed a small kiss across Asa’s lips. His eyes twinkled with amusement
as he replied, “My pleasure.”
Asa chuckled as he slid from Lachlan’s
body and rolled to the side of the bed. He quickly went to the bathroom and
then came back a moment later with a washrag to clean Lachlan up. After
chucking the washcloth back into the bathroom, Asa sat on the side of the bed
and reached down to thread his fingers with Lachlan’s.
“We need to get up, babe,” Asa said.
“Da is waiting for us to help him with the cattle.”
Lachlan groaned and rolled over to
bury his face in his pillow. He could lie all day in bed with his husband—and
he wanted to. “Don’t wanna.”
“You’ve tried that excuse before and
we ended up with a wet mattress after Da took the hose to you. I’d really
prefer to keep this one dry.”
Lachlan smiled into his pillow and the
smile grew wider when Asa’s hand came down on his ass. Lachlan pushed up,
silently begging for more. He would never get enough of the gorgeous man. He
loved having Asa’s hands anywhere on his body.
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