37. Daire

THIRTY-SEVEN

daire

JESUS CHRIST. I hadn’t expected Gavin to be the one to knock me on my ass tonight, but wanting me to fuck him down here, where anyone could walk by?

He was out of his mind.

Lucky for him, I was too.

Before I could say another word, his jeans were unzipped, even though they were so loose that a rough tug would’ve worked just as well. They dropped to the ground by his feet, and when those perfect ass cheeks came into view, thanks to a purple thong, I moved in closer behind him to shield him.

“Fuckin’ hell, Gavin. You tryin’ to kill me?”

“Not until I get what I want.”

I groaned, but it was a long, drawn-out sound. This was a bad idea, having my back vulnerable if anyone got close, but there was no way I would turn Gavin around to have him naked for some fucker to drool over.

“We have to make this quick,” I said, all the adrenaline from my fights still coursing through my veins, combined with the hunger only he seemed to draw out of me. Grinding my dick over the crease of his ass, I reached for my wallet, only to realize I hadn’t brought it with me. “Shit.”

“What?” Gavin pushed back against me, impatient.

“I don’t have a condom.”

“Back pocket of my jeans.”

I knelt, drawing that sexy thong down to his ankles as I went, and came away with not one, but two packets from his jeans. Shoving one in my own pocket, I stood up and tore the other open with my teeth.

“Aren’t you a prepared boy scout?” I said as I unzipped my jeans and shoved my briefs down below my rock-hard cock and then rolled the lubed condom on in record time. “Am I fulfilling a fantasy right now?”

“You have no idea.” Gavin reached up to grip the back of my neck and hauled me in for a scorching kiss that was anything but shy. He was a man taking what he wanted, and I thanked the stars what he wanted right now was me.

“Turn around and get rid of the hat. I want to see your face when you take my cock.”

Gavin didn’t hesitate, tossing the cap aside as he kicked out of his jeans and that miniscule excuse for underwear. He turned, and then I backed him up the couple steps needed to get him well into the shadows. When his back met the crumbling stone behind him, I reached for his waist and said against his lips, “Hold on.”

He wrapped his arms around my neck, and when I hoisted him up my body, he eagerly wound his legs around my waist.

He was light as a fucking feather, so it hardly required any effort to get Gavin high enough that I could stroke my dick under his balls to bump up against his spread hole. When the head of my cock nudged at the tight little entrance, Gavin’s thighs tensed.

My eyes locked on his fevered ones as I braced a hand on the wall to steady myself. The last thing I wanted to do was drop him, and for this to work, he was going to have to seat himself.

With my legs stable, and my arm holding him in place, I reached down with the other and positioned myself for him to⁠—

“Oh, fuck yesss.”

—slide down onto me.

As Gavin’s ass enveloped me one torturous inch at a time, I could feel my knees buckling. The intense pleasure of burying myself in such a hot hole was almost more than I could take. But I’d be damned if I tapped out now.

I had the sexiest guy in the world impaling himself on my dick and about to use it to get off. There was no way I was going to pass out before that happened.

“Daire…” Gavin dug his heels into my ass and began to squirm. “I need you to move, like, now.”

Chalk that up to another thing I was starting to really like about Gavin—he was a bossy goddamn bottom, one who had no trouble telling me what he wanted or needed, and that was sexy as fuck.

I sucked a path up his neck to his ear, then dug my fingers into his waist, pulled my hips back, and then drove my shaft in as deep as I could get.

“Yesss. Just like that,” he said, loud enough that I would’ve put a hand over his mouth if both weren’t already busy.

Then again, there were better ways to shut him up.

I stole his mouth with a kiss as I thrust up into him, swallowing his moans as my cock burrowed deep inside.

I thought nothing was as good as the high I got after winning a match, but being inside Gavin was my new addiction. His tight ass choked my dick, driving me out of my mind, as our tongues tangled.

The danger of being caught only added to the adrenaline pumping through my body. It was stupid to be doing this here, I knew that, but there’d been no way I was walking away from a desperate and horny Gavin.

Something I was thankful for now as he slid his hands up the back of my neck and gripped my hair, adding a bite of pain to go with the brain-destroying pleasure he was giving.

“So hot,” he groaned, his hips moving faster. “So damn sexy…”

He blinked down at me, his eyes like twin storm clouds.

“I never knew how turned on I’d get watching you fight like that.”

Oh hell, so that was what had gotten him all hot and hard. Watching me beat the shit out of the guys back there.

“Your body, it’s so”—he pushed up, sliding up my throbbing prick—“hard.”

No shit. I was so hard I could drill through the stone wall behind him. But for now, I was busy working on him.

“And all this sweat and muscle.” Gavin lowered his head and licked a path up my cheek. “I want to taste it as you fucking rail me.”

“Christ.” I slammed my mouth down over his, knowing that if he said much more, I’d blow. Then I grabbed hold of his hips and gave him exactly what he’d asked for.

It was a good thing he was wearing my jacket, because I wasn’t taking it easy on him as I, in his words, fucking railed him.

The sound of voices broke through my haze of lust, and I ripped my mouth away from Gavin’s as I looked over my shoulder.

Sure enough, two fuckers had left the fight and stumbled onto us, something apparently even the shadows couldn’t hide. Open-mouthed stares had me angling Gavin so they didn’t see a thing but my bare ass as I kept up a rhythm not even an audience could stop.

A snarl tore out of me, and their eyes widened, but they didn’t move until I said, “Get. The fuck. Out.”

My words had the desired effect, though my performance inside the ring probably had more to do with it, and they tripped over themselves in an effort to leave.

“Daire…”

“Right here.”

With the Peeping Toms gone, I refocused on Gavin, whose sexy smirk told me he wasn’t as pissed off about being seen as I was.

“Growly, protective Daire. So hot,” he panted as I drove into him so hard his head fell back against the wall. “And mine.”

Fuck, that shouldn’t have been what set me off, but hearing Gavin lay claim to me made me unable to stop the inevitable. Every part of me wanted to claim him right back, but my words got lost as my climax raced down my spine.

“Shit.” I couldn’t stop it, and my thrusts became frantic as I aimed for the sensitive spot inside Gavin that would make him fall apart with me.

“I want it,” he said, tightening his fingers in my hair. “Give it to me.”

As my cock hit home, he sucked in a breath and buried his mouth in my shoulder to muffle his cries as his release exploded between us. That was all it took to have me coming so deep and hard into his ass that I was glad there was a wall at his back to help hold him up, because the force of his orgasm had him collapsing in my arms.

“Damn.” It was the only word I could think of as I pulled out of Gavin, and his legs slowly slid back down so he was standing.

“Not sure I won’t fall on my ass after that.”

I tied off the condom and tossed it aside, then quickly stuffed myself back into my jeans as Gavin pulled his on and shoved the purple thong into his pocket.

“If you aren’t gonna wear that, hand it over.”

Gavin frowned, but pulled out the purple scrap of material and handed it to me. I used it to wipe his cum off my stomach.

“Hmm, I was gonna give these back, but on second thought…” I brought them to my nose and inhaled before shoving them in my back pocket.

Gavin moaned but quickly jammed the cap back on his head. “Please tell me you’re done here for the night.”

“With the fight, yes. With you, not even close.”