Week 115 is all about Something About Sexy
The orgasm was twitching at the base of Jex’s spine by the time the front of his mind clicked into the dream he was having. Yes, what he’d just experienced was a dream.
Bliss passed through his body as something held him face down on the warmth of the mattress beneath him. He could smell the sweet scent of Matt’s sweat mixed with his own. A large warm hand held him firmly down at the back of his head, at the neck, into the mattress, making sure that was where he stayed. The other gripped his hips, nails biting into flesh as he held Jex’s arse in the air.
The hard reaming was only in his imagination. Even in the dream, Jex knew he hadn’t a clue what it would actually feel like. He’d never had sex before, but the pounding of hips on arse had him groaning in pleasure.
The pace picked up with a growl and Jex felt the hits at the top of his head as if everything in him was going to be pounded out and there wasn’t anything he could do about it.
Jex loved a man behind him holding him down, being controlled by him. Then, again, he always had.
With a thrust that connected with hot flesh and a hand that moved down a smooth stomach that wasn’t his own, Jex startled into stillness, coming awake as his mind let him understand what the hell was happening
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