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his sac, then trailed my fingers up the crack of his ass. He went tense, but quickly relaxed.
When I rolled him to his back, he looked surprised.
When you're ready for me to take you, you'll let me know.
He'd better; I was hard in my pants, and I was dying to take his ass again. But for now, I'd
do anything to make him happy. Anything.
I bent for a kiss, a slow, sultry embrace this time. Our tongues wrestled softly, and I
savored his taste. When we broke apart, I rolled to my side, presenting my back. He reached
around my body, his big hand settling on my cock.
You're sure, Lio?
I nearly laughed and looked over my shoulder at him. I've told you, I won't push you into
anything. This is good for me. I shivered a bit as he pressed his hips against my ass; his iron-
hard shaft was hot as it slid up my crack. In response, I bent my upper leg, offering him access.
Unexpectedly, he cursed and rose to his feet. I groaned impatiently when he vanished from the
room. He'd gone to the head and rummaged around, causing a racket. He returned with a
container of lube in his hand and a triumphant grin on his face. Moments later, he was back in
position, prepping himself and then reaching around to slick my cock.
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He gently lubed my ass, stretching, relaxing me back there. I wondered if he'd made love
to other men over the years or if he and Suzan had done this. From his gentle touch, I suspected
that his wife had coached him. I decided that I didn't want to know about other lovers. I didn't
need to know.
He cupped my balls, and they grew tight with arousal. He brought his arm back around and
pumped my cock even as he began to press into my body. I gasped against the pressure and the
burn, and then moaned as he carefully pulled out. With his next smooth thrust, his cockhead
pushed past the tight ring of muscle, easing the way for the rest of his shaft. Griffin nuzzled my
neck, his breath hot against my throat, and I turned my head, catching his lips in a deep, carnal
kiss. When he pressed in again, harder this time, I caught his lip in my teeth, panting through the
burn.
Tell me if you want me to stop.
I nearly laughed. If he hadn't gripped the base of my cock, I'd have shot my load! Instead I
panted a little more, swiping my tongue over his lips.
Please don't stop.
Fuck Lio& fuck!
He pushed in, and I felt the brush of his pubic hair against my ass. With agonizing
deliberation, he pulled out nearly all the way, only to return just as slowly. The pain was
receding as my arousal climbed, and I pushed back to meet him. He fucked me slowly, smoothly,
keeping a tight grip on my cock. He brushed up against that gland, making me grunt deeply in
my throat. I was nearly sobbing with the pleasure.
I opened my eyes and blinked against the light of the gymnasium. I could see us reflected
in the mirrors, and it was beautiful. Griffin looked up, meeting my gaze, and he smiled, bending
over to kiss me.
So beautiful, Lio. You've always been beautiful, but now& He gasped, lost his tempo
just a bit. Now you don't try to hide it.
He couldn't get the traction he needed, so Griffin rolled me to my belly and lay full-length
over me. I loved the weight of his body, the feel of his skin slick and sweaty on mine. I craved
the sensation of holding him in my arms, but the feeling of his possession swept over me. I felt
cherished. He paused, raised me to my knees, and clasped my weeping cock in his hand again.
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You can't come yet, Lio!
I groaned in frustration. We were both on our knees, and he was thrusting hard, bringing
one foot up to brace on. I leaned forward and put a hand against the wall, fascinated with the
display in the mirror. His face was sweaty, his chest flushed. Griffin's body framed mine just a
bit, his dark skin a contrast to my paler tones. He worked at my braid, freeing my hair to drape
around my shoulders and down around our bodies.
I felt him grow close, yet he still held me back. He buried his face in my shoulder; his
bared teeth were hard and threatening. He was coming, and I watched in fascination as the cords
stood out on his neck and blood engorged the veins of his arms. His face twisted into an
agonized mask of joy and bliss as he threw his head back and shouted wordlessly.
I felt the heat of his seed filling my body, and without warning, his grip on my shaft
loosened, and he began to pump hard and fast. Still hard and erect, he dug into my ass, hitting
that gland again and again. One hand pumped my cock, the other kept me pinned, my back to his
chest.
With shocking speed, my balls pulled up and shot their load, and my cum spilled over his
fist, spattering onto the glass of the mirror. I shuddered and twisted as the spasms continued each
time he thrust against my prostrate. I was helpless in his arms, powerless against his strength.
I didn't care that I was helpless, because it was Griffin, and I trusted him with my body,
with my kingdom, and with my very soul. He drove me until I was ragged with bliss sated,
drained, and completely, utterly fucked.
Panting and sweaty, we slumped there on the floor, looking at one another in the mirrors,
and I did my very best to convey my love and my trust without saying a word. If I'd tried to
speak, no sound would have come from my throat. Instead, I tried to communicate without
words.
When his head dropped to my shoulder and he kissed my neck, I knew that he understood.
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Chapter Eleven
I thought I'd die when you left, Lio. We were fighting, trying to get you and your family
to safety. I'd gone down and couldn't continue, and you rallied my men. It had been years since
you fought as part of a unit, but you took command and led the enemy away in the most brilliant
retreat I've ever seen.
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