Damon was trying really, really hard not to break the sink or counter, clinging to it tightly. Ric withdrawing his fingers made him whimper, even though he knew why he was doing it.

When Ric came back, Damon almost cracked the sink despite his best efforts. "Oh my god...Ric..."

It was so much more intense with the lotion rather than lube. Not painful, by any means, but not so slick, not the same glide...nothing blocking the heat of Ric's cock as he filled him. "Fuck..."

He pushed back against him, trying to take him deeper, to feel him completely. The scrape of his teeth made Damon shiver and moan, and he forced himself to ease his grip. "How much do you think they'll charge if I break the sink...?" He laughed a little on a groan, but he was perfectly serious.