His moans bring an animal out of me that I never knew existed. I’m gripping his hips tightly and fucking him as gently as I can even though I want nothing more than to destroy him. His ass is as tight as I thought it would be and the sound of flesh against flesh—the scent of sweat and desire is fucking maddening.

Penn reaches back and grabs one of my wrists tightly. His nails digging into my flesh make me smile and I fuck him just a little harder to let him know it.

“More,” he gasps, through grit teeth. I oblige, lean down against him, and bring one of my feet up onto the bed and thrust into him further than I had been before.

Just when I can tell that he can’t take anymore, I pull out of him and begin to tug on my cock. I need to cum right now and I don’t want to do it inside of him. Not just yet—he hasn’t earned that.

My breathing becomes labored as Penn lays on the bed in front of me, trying to regain his composure. His body glistens in the moonlight and I can see the smile on his face. I lick my lips and keep rubbing my dick until I shoot my load over his perfect ass.

“Fuck,” I moan loudly.

“You should have let me do that for you,” he chuckles softly.

“I’m not done with you just yet,” I tell him, pulling him up and laying down on the bed. “Climb on and show me what you’ve got.”

Penn grins as he moves on top of me, holding my dick in his hand and gently easing it back into himself.

“Holy shit,” he breathes, his eyes closing tightly, before he places them on my shoulders. He leans down, mouth open against mine, and I lick his lips. The feeling of his tight hole gripping my cock is an amazing sensation and I honestly hope that he’s enjoying this as much as he seems to be.

He moves slowly at first, raising and lowering himself on my cock. I know he needs to get used to the feeling, so I don’t rush him. If anything, the pace he’s moving at right now is almost enough to make me cum again, but I grit my teeth and hold onto to it.

“Oh fuck,” he whispers, his forehead against mine as begins to move faster. I grin and push him back so that he’s forced to take as much of my dick as he can, and he leans back as he begins to bounce up and down.

His eyes are closed tightly as he moves faster and harder. I keep one hand firmly on his hip and use the other to being to pull on his cock. I want him to cum with me inside of him, because in a way, that makes him mine.

Penn lets out a loud moan as I keep tugging on his dick and I’m ready for it. I know he’s going to cum and I want him to. I want him to do it for me so fucking desperately.

“Come on; you know you want to,” I say, tugging a little harder. He grunts, and I know that I’m hurting him a bit, but I don’t care. I need this right now and it’s the only thing that will keep me fucking sane until I can see Aiden again.

“Oh shit!”

Penn finally cums, and I can’t help but laugh when he settles back against my bent legs. I tug on his dick a couple of more times to make sure I’ve gotten it all then glance down at my stomach.

“Really?” I tease him.

“Sorry,” he says with a laugh as he climbs off of me and lays next to me. I roll my eyes and shake my head.

I let out a content sigh and glance at him, licking his cum off of my hand when he looks at me. Penn grins and reaches down for my still hard dick and gives it a gentle tug.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath as he rests his head against my shoulder and keeps moving his hand up and down my shaft. It won’t take much to make me cum right now because I’ve been holding another load since blowing the other one on him and he knows it.

He snakes his tongue out toward my nipple and flicks it against it gently enough to make my body shudder as he keeps jerking me off.

I turn my face toward his, my lips in his hair and my breathing becoming labored again.

Penn moves his hand faster.

I open my mouth and begin to gasp against his hair.

Penn moves his hand slower.

He knows what he’s doing and it’s fucking driving me crazy which seems to be his endgame.

“Oh God,” I grunt against the top of his head.

Penn moves his hand faster again.

And this time, he gets what he was after. I cum so fucking hard that the room spins for a moment and it takes me a little longer than normal to even my breathing out again.

“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking good at that,” I say with a tired laugh.

“Well, not to brag or anything, but I practiced on myself for years as a kid,” he jokes, glancing up at me and laughing.

I grin and sigh, turning my eyes toward the ceiling. A thought crosses my mind suddenly and I’m wondering just how far Penn is willing to go with me.

“Are you busy tomorrow?” I ask him.

“Not really. Why, what’s up?” he asks, sitting up and reaching for the blanket. He pulls it up over my stomach and across his lap and glances down at me.

“I have to walk the pet around the building a couple of times to make sure it can be sturdy on it’s new feet, then I have to drop it off later in the evening,” I say slowly.

“Want some help?”

I look up at him and nod.

“Okay, then that’s tomorrow planned,” he replies, running a hand back through his sweat slicked hair. “If you want, we can swing by Doc’s place and check on Aiden too afterwards.”

“I would love that,” I reply softly.

He nods and lays back down, turning his body toward me, yawning loudly. “I’ll call him after we take care of the other shit then.”

I don’t say anything right away. I’m sure he knows that it means a great deal to me see my best friend—to know that she’s okay because of being there with her and not just getting a report on her condition.

Penn’s breathing starts to become even and when I can tell he’s not awake anymore, I finally say what I know I should have when he could still hear me.

“Thank you.”