Get Over Me, page 11
“Fuck me,” Sean said as he moved up and down Knight’s finger. Knight complied, putting another finger inside of him, curling it just right so it would hit the sweet spot every time his hips moved. “With your dick, please, oh my God, I need you inside of me, please--”
Sean never stopped begging, even though he kept fucking himself hungrily with Knight’s fingers. Knight wrapped his other hand around Sean’s dick and began to jack him off while he fingered him, focused only on his pleasure, on the way his body shivered, on the incoherent words he was saying with every stroke, every thrust, every touch.
“I can’t,” Sean finally said breathlessly as he stopped moving his hips. “Please. Please, I need you.”
“Okay,” Knight replied in a whisper. He positioned himself in just the right way and slowly began to enter Sean, mostly because he was sure rushing would have just made him explode right then and there. His balls were tight and his cock was throbbing. Sean didn’t give him much time, though, as he threw his head back and groaned while he began to move his hips up and down, fucking himself hard and fast on Knight’s throbbing dick to the point where all Knight could think about was how amazing Sean’s insides felt, how warm and soft and tight he was, how close he was to exploding inside of him.
Knight was biting down on his lower lip so hard he could practically taste blood. When he finally managed to steel himself, he looked down at Sean. “Touch yourself,” he said. “Can I come inside you?”
“Yes,” Sean said. “Fuck yes.”
Knight didn’t need more than that. He began to fuck Sean while Sean fucked himself on his cock, watching the head of Sean’s cock, watching the sweat beads all over his body, watching as Sean threw his head back, as he moved his legs so he was squeezing Knight closer to him, until his ecstasy was written all over his face and Knight couldn’t wait anymore, he couldn’t do anything else, all he could do was feel the orgasm building up in his body, from his very core to his legs and onto his arms, to the very top of his head, nothing but waves of pleasure washing over him as he thrust deeply into Sean and came inside him, fiercely, quickly, in massive spurts, all while Sean shook under him, red and prone from his own orgasm, his stomach coated with a combination of jizz and sweat as he screamed Knight’s name, and then closed his eyes, parts of his body still shaking as he recovered from the massive orgasm.
Knight was panting when he pulled away from him. “Wait,” Sean said, pulling him forward weakly with his leg. “Don’t go.”
“I’m not,” Knight said. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Sean opened his eyes and smiled at him. “Good,” he replied. “If you don’t go anywhere, then I won’t go anywhere.”
“Ever?” Knight replied quietly.
“Yeah,” Sean said, a smile on his reddened face, his breath still short. “Yeah. Ever.”
THE END
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CHAPTER ONE
When Sean Connor opened his eyes, he could hardly remember where he was. It wasn’t until he turned around and listened attentively to the sound of Special Agent Rocky Knight breathing that he remembered where he was.
It was a Hilton, the middle of the night, and they were both spent. He hadn’t expected Rocky to be a heavy sleeper, but after he had insisted on an alarm for midnight, Sean had acquiesced--not before teasing him about being Cinderella, of course.
There were still things that needed to be taken care of. He wasn’t going to ask Knight what the future held for them, but he had seen into Rocky Knight’s eyes, and he knew, for a fact, that it was going to be okay.
That they were going to be okay, together.
He stared at Knight for a little while. He looked peaceful when he was asleep. If it hadn’t been for his stomach growling, Sean would have happily stayed there for the rest of the night. He moved away from the man on his bed, slowly, making sure he didn’t stir.
He was tired and for good reason. Sean didn’t want to wake him up. He walked to the mini-fridge, but there was nothing in there except beer and spirits.
What Sean really needed was some candy. He would get them both candy and some drinks for when Knight had to drive back to the mansion, and then they could talk. About what things were going to be like between them. Sean didn’t exactly expect Knight to quit, but he didn’t know what they were going to do. The thought of a long distance relationship--where he could see Rocky Knight stroking that beautiful cock of his on camera just for him--didn’t seem such a bad one. He smiled at Rocky’s sleeping face before he turned around and walked out the door.
He made sure he had the keycard in his pocket when he was sneaking out of the room, his wallet in his other pocket. He didn’t normally carry cash, but he had started ever since he’d begun taking care of Ellie.
At school, every single vending machine took his credit card, but ice cream trucks were less likely to be equipped with chip readers. He smiled as he thought about his little sister, walking slowly down the carpeted hallway. It hadn’t been too bad, he thought.
He got to the area with the vending machines and the ice, taking a closer look at the candy and twisting his lips. On reflection, he wasn’t sure what sort of candy Knight liked in the first place. He would have to ask, but for now, an educated guess felt good enough.
He would get them both Snickers. Everyone liked a Snickers. He smiled as he got closer to the machine, focusing on his wallet in his hands. He was vaguely aware that someone was behind him. He thought about turning around and saying hello, since that would only be the polite thing, but he couldn’t risk them recognizing him.
He wanted to get his candy and go back to his... well, whatever Special Agent Rocky Knight was supposed to be. His boyfriend, he supposed, trying his best to suppress a grin.
He put quarters in the machine and watched as the arm didn’t quite reach the candy. He knocked on the machine with his open palm, then scoffed. “Are you fucking joking?” he asked himself.
He turned around to share in his mock outrage with the person behind him, but when he did, all he saw was a pair of Cheshire black eyes.
And then there was nothing.
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