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Chapter 39
Supper went great. Alpha Kind was a great man and had a extremely nice and beautiful wife. Bobby just wished the mouth watering steamed fish Tommy had fixed had lessened the tension that clung to every one of his muscles. Tommy must have picked up on his predicament, because after Alpha Kind and his wife left, he took him out to the jacuzzi. They spent about half an hour holding in each other in the amazing water, letting the jets beat against them. It helped, but what did more good was when Tommy drug him to the bed and had him lay on his stomach, promising him an amazing massage.
Bobby was face down on the bed when hands started caressing his body. Soothing, hot oil seeped into his loosening muscles. Soft kisses at the base of his neck sent shivers over his body just as hot air brushed across his ears.
“Get on all four, honey.”
“Oh, my baby wants me tonight.”
“Yeah. It will help relax my man.”
Tommy was right. Feeling his man take him was just what he needed. He maneuvered until he was kneeling in the middle of the bed, but before he got position a soft tipped finger fluttered across his pucker, pressing until his hole sucked it in. A loud moan slipped from him as Tommy’s finger went knuckle deep.
“Baby . . . Feels amazing.”
“See how you like this.”
The finger slipped out and in its place was Tommy’s long, hard shaft. He slowly entered me, giving me a moment to adjust to each inch he moved deeper. Moans and groans flowed from him as the intense connection between them grew. He knew taking Tommy was intense, but he never knew how much of a connection Tommy felt to him when he was buried deep inside him. If Tommy felt half of the emotion he felt while Tommy was deep inside him the two of them would never part.
“This is fucking amazing, baby. Oh shit!” Bobby shouted as Tommy’s cock head hit his prostrate. “Hell yeah, baby. That is what I want.”
Tommy’s move was slow to start with, but it felt great to have Tommy making slow love to him. Bobby had taken Tommy many times. Fast. Hard. Slow. Easy. Combination of both, but it felt amazing to have his mate making love to him. Together they got lost in each the magic of each other and before he knew it, Tommy was grunting and groaning and slamming in balls deep, holding still just as he erupted deep in him.
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