I guided him to stand between my legs again and looked him in the eye when I dragged my tongue from base to tip, fully tasting him. He groaned, and I reached between his legs to cup his balls, tugging gently to see if he liked it as much as I did.
“Oh, that’s?—”
“Good?”
“Mmhmm.”
Enough teasing. I took him down to the root, relaxing my throat and swallowing around his cock in a way I knew would send him through the roof.
He hunched forward, nails digging into my back. “Guh.”
I pulled off, but kept fondling his sack. “You’re usually so eloquent. What’s the matter?”
“Fuck you.”
“We’ll get there, pretty thing. Patience.”
And I took him to the back of my throat again.
We repeated this dance a few times until I was sure he was seconds from blowing his load. Pulling off one last time, I wiped my mouth and peered up at him.
He looked completely, gorgeously wrecked, with swollen, parted lips and gleaming eyes.
“C’mon,” I said, shuffling back so he could lie next to me on the bed, chest to chest.
On Bambi legs, he tumbled down, rolling onto his side and tucking into me so there was nothing between us. I hooked his leg around my hip so our cocks slid together and kissed him back into awareness.
“Mmm…”he moaned, blinking owlishly when I pulled back.
“Still up for more?”
“Obviously. You?”
I pressed my smile into his cheek, nuzzling him. “Obviously.”
Reaching over him, I snagged the lube from the nightstand drawer and flicked the cap up. Fingers slick and warm, I leaned in to kiss him again while at the same time reaching down and around, searching, until?—
He gasped, clinging to me.
I massaged the lightest, most teasing circles around his rim, gauging his reaction.
“Good?”
“Uh-huh.”
When he relaxed beneath my touch, I pushed a fingertip in. He bit my shoulder, wrapping his arms so tightly around my neck I nearly choked. “More. Keep going.”
He liked one finger, but came alive at two, writhing next to me. Three was a stretch.
“Wait,” he panted. “Just wait.”
“Wanna stop?”
“I said wait, not stop,” he grumbled, before kissing the tip of my nose.
I nipped his back and waited until he nodded, then twisted and searched until his hips jerked forward.
“That’s it,” he gasped. “There.”
