Chapter 12: Riding Pax
“Put your d**k inside me,” I told him.
He reached for the covered nine-inch limb between his thighs and grazed it against my tight opening, saying, “Teasing you.”
“More, Pax.”
He rubbed steadily at my rump with just the tip of his c**k. A shiver of bliss flowed through me and my mouth felt dry as I gasped.
He asked, “How’s that feel, Cal?”
I was speechless, ready for him to plunge his c**k into me. My jaws clamped tight and my eyes felt like they’d roll right into the back of my skull. We’d crossed a line, but neither of us was complaining.
“Ready to ride me?” he asked.
“As I’ll ever be,” I replied, and—
I lowered myself onto one inch of his condom-covered pole and felt like the world was going to explode. A second inch and the air seemed to rush from my
