#sheeeeeeeeeeesh

"I - this..." he licked his lips, trying to catch his train of thoughts, "I'd, uh, love to do that."

A small smile crept on his lips, his eyes glinting. You grinned.

"Feeling shy already?" you wrapped your arms around his waist and tugged him closer to you. He gasped as you bumped your hips against his and winked. Then he twisted his face into a grin and chuckled, one thick eyebrow quirking up. He fixed himself pretty quickly, you thought.

"No. Try me, darling," he licked his lips and bent down slightly, "I'd love to see you try and make me squeal."

You slid your hands down to his ass and gave a playful slap, rubbing him through his trousers.

"Is that so?" you laughed as his breath hitched, "I'll make you my bitch tonight, Mr. Gluskin, and there's nothing you can do about that. Look at you blushing already."

Eddie blinked, his lips parting slightly, his blush deepening into a blazing crimson. You just smiled wickedly, smiled knowing he was craving for you to dominate him. Just for once.

"What's the matter, Eddie?" you clicked your tongue, moving your hand to his clothed abdomen, tugging at the waistline of his slacks, "I think you've been wanting this for a long, long time. Don't get all frigid on me now."

He shuddered against you, his grip on your shoulders tightening. You leaned against his ear again.

"You know you want to get your ass fucked, hard," you muttered.

That was it. For a moment, he stood still, his breath coming out in short little grunts before he grabbed your wrist and started pulling you to the bed in the corner of the room. You laughed.

"I knew it."

"Shut up," Eddie grumbled.

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You bent down to reach for his thick wrist and tugged at it, gently, encouragingly.

"Touch yourself," you purred as you rolled your hips, slowly, sensually and heard him whine, "Touch yourself for me while I fuck you."

Eddie groaned, throwing a flustered glance over his shoulder and as you saw his face you seized the opportunity to smack the front of your hips against his, burying yourself fully inside him. He grunted, his neck craning as he reached one burly arm along his stomach and between his legs, touching the tender, swollen flesh of his lips. You felt your core clench around nothing as a hot flash of pleasure washed over your loins, watching him take you so well, his greedy ass swallowing the length so wonderfully.

"So fucking good for me," you sighed and began shallow, short thrusts, enjoying how his hips trembled, "That's it, keep rubbing it. No one can fuck you like I do."

"Darling," he breathed out, stroking himself with two fingers, the obscene noises making his face get redder and redder, "Oh, darling."

"You take this dick so well, Eddie. Such a good boy."

He bucked his hips back at you, groaning heartily, slumping forward on the mattress. You laughed, smacking his right buttock firmly as you watched the phallus attached to you disappear in and out, in and out with lewd, wet noises that mingled with sharp snaps of flesh against flesh. You giggled when you felt his fingers brush against your inner thigh as he fingered himself. You bit your lip to stifle a moan when you felt his fingers grab onto the softness of your thigh, giving it a little reassuring squeeze before Eddie resumed his attack on his own pleasure. You kneaded the flesh of his hips, giving the side a little slap as you snapped your hips forward, fucking his ass in shallow pumps. With every thrust, Eddie let out a little gasp, his head now buried into the filthy sheets, his ass up as his hand desperately clung to the apex of his thighs, rubbing so fast his large hand was a blur in your eyes. He was close. You could tell it from the way his pale, milky skin was perspiring, the way his moans became higher in pitch, the way he rutted back into you, arching his back sluttily as you pegged him.

You grinned.

"Ready to cum?"

He whined.

"Please, darling, just let me - ah, fuck," he cried out as you slapped his ass and drove yourself deeper into him, "Let me cum," he panted when you splayed your palm over the tender flesh of his ass, rubbing the redness softly as you watched little beads of sweat roll down his back.

"Mhm, what if I just stay right here," you stroked his sides, bending over him and kissing the back of his neck, "Just like this, not moving at all."

You giggled at his desperate moan.

"Move," he grunted.

"What was that?"

"Fuck me harder," he growled into his balled up fist as he jerked his hips back against you, needily, "Don't you dare stop."

You hummed, pulling out of him with a wet pop and he shuddered.

"Turn around," you whispered, gripped his hips and rubbed the skin, "On your back. I wanna see your face when you cum on this dick."

Eddie moaned, craning his head back to glance at you before rolling over on the bed, adjusting himself on his back, muscles taut and chest heaving as he spread his legs, his erect flesh throbbing as you slid your hands on his inner thighs, pressing them down closer to the mattress.

"That's it," you cooed, "Such a pretty sight."

Eddie grumbled.

"I'm not gonna be able to walk for a week," he said under his breath and folded his twitching hands under the back of his neck, his blue eyes fixed on yours as you grabbed the strapon and guided the soft plastic between his cheeks. You grinned.

"We can stop now if you'd like," you winked, letting the tip rub against his entrance. He swallowed thickly and shook his head, eyes wide.

"That's not what I meant!"

"You wanna cum, don't you, Eddie?"

"More than anything," he sighed when you slid your thumb against him and flicked his turgid flesh and his legs trembled as he threw his head back.

"You wanna cum on this dick?" you bent down to grab his jaw, digging your thumbs into his skin, feeling slight stubble as you took his breath away with a sloppy kiss.

"Yeah-uh," he nodded feverishly into your mouth, his other hand reaching between his legs to mingle with your little flicks and strokes. You rolled your hips forward, entering his ass as your index finger found his other entrance, pushing inside gently, filling him completely.

"Beg for it."

His blue eyes were glistening as he panted against you.

"Please move," he screwed his eyes shut and moaned as you buried yourself to the hilt, "Please."

"Louder," you curled your finger and gave a languid lick to his cheek when he turned away from you, fisting the sheets underneath him.

"Fuck me," Eddie whined, "Fuck me, fuck me, please let me cum."

You smiled against his jawline.

"Good boy."

You straightened your back, finger still inside him and started long, deliberate thrusts inside his asshole as you curled your finger against his throbbing, warm walls. Eddie moaned, his own hand on his flesh, stroking as he writhed underneath you, thick, muscular legs swinging on each of your sides as you gripped the back of his knee with your free hand and drove into him from a slightly upward angle. Such slutty moans from the blushing man underneath you. It was hard to believe such needy sounds came from your big and brave and handsome romeo.

"You're such a whore for me, Eddie," you grinned, snapping your hips forward and adding a second finger to his sopping hole. He let out a keening wail, looking down at where you were currently ruining him completely, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the sight of the thick length attached to you pumping in and out, in and out. It was too much for him.

The harness dug sharply into your skin, but you didn't care, not when you were so close to breaking him completely.

"Come on, that's it," you grunted, pressing your weight into him, "Let all those moans out. Good boy."

Eddie let out a throaty groan as you fucked him senseless, the rhythmic sound of your hips hitting his ass echoing in the cold air around you as you pistoned into him, your fingers rubbing his insides as he stroked himself, all sweaty and hot - you could get used to this sight.

"Please, please let me cum," he choked on his own breath and lifted his other hand from behind his head on his chest, rubbing the skin, "Fuck, I'm so close, fuck, darling."

You giggled, bending down to kiss him, picking up your speed as you pumped into him. He moaned into your mouth. You let your teeth linger on his bottom lip as you whispered a command into his mouth:

"Cum. Now."

His moan was high-pitched, whiny, needy as his thick fingers rubbed him to completion and you felt him clench around your fingers as his hips stuttered and trembled, but you didn't stop your thrusts.

"Oh - god - don't," Eddie hissed from between his teeth, his orgasm thoroughly wrecking him as his upper body lifted from the mattress as you fucked him to completion, praising him as you filled his holes. You felt him gush against your fingers as he let out a breathy: "Fuck!"

His orgasm was so long you had to stifle your laugh at his teary eyes as he finally slumped back on the mattress, his legs falling to the mattress with an undignified thump as his fingers stilled and his chest rose and fell in short jerks.

"Breathe," you shushed his little whines as you pulled out of him, bending down to give a kiss to his stomach before rubbing his thighs tenderly, "Breathe, you did so well for me, Eddie..."

You caught his hand and your fingers intertwined as he raised his wrist to cover his eyes and let out a shaky laugh.

"Holy shit," was all he managed to say.

You smiled tenderly, fidgeting with your harness, letting it drop to the floor before climbing on top of his tummy, straddling him and bending down to place your hands on his cheeks.

"You good?" you whispered.

"Yeah," he sighed and chuckled a bit, lifting his arm from his head and wrapping it around your waist. You kissed his forehead.

"You sure?" you muttered against him, fixing your eyes on his as he finally opened them.

"I'm fine. Better than fine," he laughed and reached up to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

"You took it so well, you're so good," you purred against him, stroking his cheeks and pressing your forehead against his.

Eddie swallowed.

"Could you get me a towel, darling?" he sighed and peeked behind your shoulder at his crotch, "We need to... Clean up."

"Oh, shit, yeah," you swung your leg over to one side of the bed and climbed off of him, reaching for a thin rag on the chair next to the bed, "Sorry."

Eddie shook his head.

"No matter. Mind wiping me down?" he grinned toothily. You smiled.

"Am I gonna have to pamper you now?"

"Maybe. I'll be bedridden for days, that's for sure," he sighed dramatically, shuddering slightly as you gently pressed the rag against his skin. He was still going through the aftershocks.

"Shh, it's okay," you cooed in an airy whisper, rubbing his skin tenderly, your other hand moving to his wrist and squeezing softly, "I'll take care of you. Don't worry. You did so well for me."

"Bring me flowers?" Eddie smiled at you, stretching his massive form comfortably over the creaking bed like a king. You snorted.