Jackson slammed Addison against the brick wall of the alley behind the bar, their mouths crashing together like theyd been starving for it. Fuck, Ive wanted to wreck you since the first shift, Jackson growled, his hand already shoving down the front of Addisons jeans to grip his thick cock. Addison groaned, hips bucking into the rough fist. Then do it. Stop talking and fuck me already.
They didnt make it past the apartment door. Jackson kicked it shut and ripped Addisons shirt open, buttons scattering. He dropped to his knees, yanking Addisons jeans to his ankles.
Addisons cock sprang free, heavy and leaking. Jackson swallowed him in one wet slide, throat working, spit dripping down his chin. Addisons hands fisted in Jacksons hair. Yeah, choke on it, you dirty bastard.
Jackson pulled off with a filthy pop and stood, spinning Addison to face the wall. He spat in his palm, slicked his own cock, and pressed the fat head against Addisons hole. Gonna stretch this tight ass raw. Addison pushed back, panting. Do it. Fuck me hard. Jackson drove in deep on the first thrust, balls slapping skin. Addison shouted, then begged for more.
They fucked like animalsJackson pounding from behind, one hand around Addisons throat, the other stroking his cock in time with every brutal snap of hips. Sweat slicked their bodies. The slap of flesh and wet squelch of lube filled the room. Jackson grunted filthy praise: Take that cock, Addison. Your ass was made for me. Addison came first, shooting across the wall, hole clenching so tight Jackson followed with a roar, flooding him deep.
They slid to the floor in a heap, still joined. Jackson stayed buried inside, softening slowly, kissing the back of Addisons neck. This isnt one night, he muttered. Addison reached back to squeeze his thigh. Better not be. I want you every damn shift from now on. Jackson laughed low, already hardening again inside him. Then get on your back. Im not done wrecking you tonight.
