Riley’s Downfall(23)

“No,” Sterling said as his grip tightened around Riley’s hair. “You’re not making any excuses and leaving my side.”

“I’m not leaving your side, baby,” Riley reassured him. “I was just going to tell you that you’re pulling my hair out.”

“Oh,” Sterling squeaked and then released the chunks of hair that Riley had feared the man would rip out. “Sorry.”

Riley ran a hand over his head, making sure he didn’t have any bald patches. “You can be aggressive, hon. Just don’t maim me.”

“I–I can?”

Riley tucked his arms under Sterling’s shoulders, bringing his mate closer as he kissed each side of Sterling’s mouth. “I like it.”

“Y–You do?”

Riley nuzzled Sterling’s neck, hiding the grin. He was sure Sterling wouldn’t appreciate the laughter right now when he was being so damn cute. “Yes.”

“Then lie on your back.” Sterling’s voice became commanding as he pushed at Riley’s shoulders, unwrapping his legs. “I’m going to ride my horse.”

“Your what?” Riley asked as he pulled back and then lay down.

“Never mind.” Sterling grinned. “It would take too long to explain my dream, and I want that thick cock in my ass.”

Riley groaned.

“Lube?”

Riley pointed over toward his bags. “In the black and red bag at the bottom of the pile.”

Sterling jumped up, tossing his underwear aside as he searched through Riley’s belongings. Riley took the time to kick his boxers off and then stared at Sterling’s naked ass as he bent over.

Damn if the man didn’t have the sexiest backside. He couldn’t wait until he was balls deep inside of his mate.

“Bingo!” Sterling shouted triumphantly and waved the bottle of lube around in the air. The man bounced excitedly, and all Riley could focus on was the hard cock that bounced right along with Sterling.

“Do you want me to stretch you, or…can I watch?”

Sterling looked confused for a moment, cocking his head to the side, and then his eyes widened slightly, just a hair, as his entire body flushed a nice pink. Riley was discovering that although Sterling was aggressive in some aspects, he was shy as hell in others. And talking about sex seemed to be one of his shy points.

This was going to be interesting considering sex was the only time Riley became the chatty one. He loved talking dirty while having sex, and Sterling was about to find out just how much.

And hopefully he could get Sterling over his shyness because Riley loved being talked dirty to just as much.

“I…uh…“ Sterling glanced down at his feet, tapping the bottle lightly on his naked thigh.

“Come here, hon.”

Sterling neared the bed, kneeling down onto it and resting his hand on Riley’s knee. His leg was bent, and Riley pushed it toward Sterling as he palmed his cock. “You don’t want to give me a show?”

Sterling swallowed hard but nodded.

“Then get on your hands and knees with your tight little ass facing me.”

Sterling sat the bottle of lube down and then did as Riley instructed. Riley picked the bottle up, opened the cap, and drizzled some of the clear gel down the crack of Sterling’s ass.

Sterling jumped.

“Easy, hon. I can go as slow as you need me to.”

“It’s cold.”

Riley set the bottle aside and ran a hand over one firm mound. “Give me your hand.”

Sterling reached back and Riley curled his fingers around Sterling’s wrist, guiding the man’s fingers toward his small puckered hole. The angle was no good.

“Straddle my legs,” Riley instructed as he lowered his bent leg and watched as Sterling climbed over them. Oh hell. The man’s hole was right there in front of Riley. He had an urge to lick the man silly, but he wanted to watch Sterling stretch himself even more.

Riley took Sterling’s wrist and guided it back to his ass once more, brushing Sterling’s fingers over the quivering ring. “Do you feel that?”

“Y–Yes.”

Riley curled Sterling’s fingers in, leaving only one still standing out, and then pressed it into Sterling’s body until the finger slid past the band of muscles and sank all the way in. He released his mate’s hand.

“I think you know what to do from here.” He sat back, palming his cock once more as he watched Sterling’s finger slide back out and then glide back in. Riley grabbed the base of his cock. It was throbbing so badly that he was afraid he was going to come on the spot from the erotic sight.

Sterling stretched himself stiffly, as if it were a chore more than something sensual. Riley reached a hand up and traced his mate’s fingers, pushing Sterling’s fingers in every other stroke. Riley uncurled Sterling’s fist, and helped his mate slide another inside.