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Yuval frowned when he heard a noise from above him. His eyes rounded when he
realized what he was hearing. There was no mistaking the sound of flesh moving
swiftly over flesh. For a moment, he was shocked, but then he grew curious.
He'd always been too scared something was going to happen to think about the
fact that the force of nature protecting him was actually a flesh and blood
man. Even if he didn't voice them, Rawley had wants and needs of his own. He
was a big, muscular man, in the prime of health. How could he not?
Yuval sucked in a heavy breath when he felt a tingling of arousal as the
sounds of Rawley pleasuring himself filled the small cell. His cock began to
fill. It was a feeling he hadn't had in months, maybe longer. He didn't know
why he was feeling it now.
He swallowed tightly as he shot a quick look toward the bars of their cell,
making sure no one was standing there, then slid out of his bunk. When he
straightened and looked toward the top bunk, he knew he'd been right in what
he suspected Rawley was doing. The man's hand pumped up and down under the
blanket, moving at an alarming rate.
"Ne—"
Yuval swallowed again. "Need some help with that?"
Rawley froze then dark, piercing blue eyes slowly pinned on him. "You should
go back to your bunk, Yuval."
"I don't want to." Yuval moved closer to the bunk until his chest was pressed
up against the edge. "I'd like to help you with that."
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"Please." Yuval hated having to beg, but it was better than going back to his
cold bunk again. He needed some human contact with someone who didn't terrify
him. He needed to erase the memories of everything that had happened to him
since he'd been sent to prison. Just a few minutes of bliss to make him
forget.
When Rawley's lips thinned, Yuval thought for sure the man was going to send
him away. When he held out a hand, Yuval eagerly took it then climbed up onto
the top bunk. With Rawley already in it, there wasn't much room.
"Last chance, Yuval," Rawley whispered. "If you do this, I won't stop at just
a hand job. It's been too long since I had a willing partner. I'll take
everything you can give me."
Yuval's heart beat a little faster as he slowly nodded. "I want this."
He really did, but he was also terrified. The last time someone took him, it
hadn't been his choice. This time, it was, but he was still scared.
"I'll stop if you tell me to at any time. You understand?"
The lump in Yuval's throat swelled. "I understand."
He yelped when he was suddenly grabbed and
rolled beneath Rawley. The man was all over him, as wild as Yuval felt. Their
mouths came together in a flurry of passion, lips against lips. Rawley was a
master kisser.
He'd never been kissed like this before, and
for a moment, he wasn't sure how he felt about it. It was like Rawley was
trying to possess him. Rawley's tongue brushed against his and something akin
to an electrical shock shot through his body, settling in his cock.
He grew so hard so fast, his head grew fuzzy
from lack of blood. He didn't care. He was in heaven. He'd never been kissed
with so much passion. He felt as if Rawley was trying to reach right down into
his soul. It was heavenly.
He wanted more.
Yuval moaned and arched into the air when he
felt Rawley’s hands stroke down his back. It felt so good to be touched,
caressed. He wanted to touch as well. All that smooth skin—it was incredibly
yummy.
Rawley's hand clenched in his hair, holding
his head still so the man could ravage his mouth. Yuval pressed closer,
opening his mouth to allow the man in. He followed Rawley's lead, letting the
man explore at will. Rawley could pretty much do whatever he wanted to him.
When he felt Rawley's hands slid down over his
body then up under his shirt, Yuval groaned and arched into the man. Each
gentle caress felt like a living flame moving over his body. It made him ache,
but it was a pleasurable kind of pain.
Rawley’s hands moved to his pants. Yuval kept
his lips pressed against Rawley’s as he lifted his ass and tried to help
Rawley drag his pants down his legs. He kicked them off then wrapped his legs
around Rawley’s waist again.
Yuval stiffened when their cocks rubbed
together. His hands clenched against Rawley’s shoulders. He ached. He
throbbed. He felt like his head was going to blow off, both of them. By the
time he was pulled back against Rawley's naked body, he could barely breathe.
Yuval didn't miss Rawley's obvious examination
of his body or the man's approval. It was right there in the way the man's
eyes flamed as the raked over him and the hard cock jutting out from a nest of
curls.
He felt a foreign tingling in the pit of his
stomach, one he'd never felt before. "Rawley."
"I've got you, baby."
Yuval was burning up from the inside out and
it was all Rawley's fault. Every touch, every sweet caress, left him panting
for more. He was being consumed and he only wanted more. He needed more.
Rawley flipped him over then lifted him up by
his thighs. Yuval fell forward, catching himself by his arms. They started
shaking when Rawley’s tongue scrapped across his hungry hole. He could feel
Rawley’s fingers digging into his ass cheeks. The man’s thumbs were just a
hair’s breadth away from his opening, almost within stroking distance.
The tease was almost Yuval’s undoing.
All coherent thoughts were pushed from his
mind when Rawley’s tongue began pushing into him. Yuval inhaled deeply and
clenched the tight little ring of muscles. Rawley just pushed right on through
them and started fucking Yuval with his tongue.
Before long, Yuval started bouncing, impaling
himself on the thick organ. His arms shook even as his ass quivered. There was
no word in the dictionary Yuval could think of to describe the ecstasy flowing
through his body. He felt like he was on fire. Every stroke of Rawley’s tongue
lit another fire.
He could feel his body opening up, begging for
more. He didn’t know how much more he could take without exploding into a
million pieces. Yuval ached so bad that his entire body shuddered.
“Rawley, please,” Yuval begged.
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