The Finger, Part 10

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Title: The Finger, Part 10
Author: dylan_dufresne
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17! Yay!
Summary: The 10th installment in The Finger Series. See rating for details. Hee.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated as it’s my drug of choice.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. This is my imagination at work.
A/N: As promised, here’s another 300 words. Finally, I give you smut! Merry Christmas!
Previous Parts: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Part 10

When Billy’s hand tightens around their throbbing erections, pumping in a tantalizing, erotic rhythm, Dom cries out breathlessly and arches up off the mattress, clutching at the older man and burying his face in his neck. Dom inhales raggedly to draw the scent of Billy and their passion deep into his lungs as Billy’s free arm slides under his shoulder, and then Billy starts rocking faster against the slick, writhing body wrapped around him.

With one leg tucked around the back of Billy’s trembling thighs, Dom bucks up hard while his hands move lower to greedily cup the rounded curve of Billy’s arse, their erections rubbing together with delicious friction. The incredible sensation causes desire to rise sharply in both, threatening to wash over them at any moment and drown them in an abyss of shared pleasure. Mouths hot and teeth grazing firm skin, their movements grow wilder, the tendons in Billy’s neck straining with effort, and after lowering his head, Billy fastens his swollen lips to the throbbing pulse in Dom’s neck.

Bucking and keening with every stroke of Billy’s hand, Dom can barely breathe amid the nearly unbearable sensations rushing through him, and the pounding onslaught of orgasm. Suddenly, Dom gasps out a broken cry as he climaxes, and glittering fluid pours out in slow, mind-blowing pulses, coating Billy’s small fingers.

“Come now, Billy,” he rasps. “Please. Want to feel you.”

That’s all the invitation Billy needs, and increasing the intensity of his thrusts, he relishes in the sensation of a sated Dom pressed against him, frantically urging him on. A moment later, a strangled sob of pleasure tears from Billy’s throat when release shatters what’s left of his control. Hard pulses spill against golden skin, and Billy is shaking as he sinks down into Dom’s waiting arms.

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Part 11