So fucking far away!
Too far away.
He rested his hands on my chest, then ran them down my sides to my hips, kneading his thumbs into either side of my abs. His movements were slow, controlled, as though he was creating a map of my body in his mind, taking me in like I was some sort of sculpture, not just…well, me.
He scooted back and nipped at my pec before offering a lick, just near my nipple, but not there, and like with everything else he was doing, leaving me anticipating that satisfaction, making me crave it so badly.
And then he finally gave me that light lick before swirling his tongue around, and it was even better than I had hoped, pushing a moan from my mouth. I rolled my head against the pillow, appreciating the sensations moving through every nerve ending within me.
He opened his mouth wider, moving on to my other nipple before granting me the faintest sensations of the tip of his tongue against it.
I felt precum push from the head of my cock.
“Be careful, Liam. You could make me come doing this much.”
He snickered, pulling back and glancing at my shaft.
“Oh yeah?” He ran his thumb across the head of my dick before taking it to his mouth and enjoying a taste. Like with my saliva, he closed his eyes and cherished it.
“Mmm…I think that’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” He was just trying to compliment me, I knew, but I loved it. As he opened his eyes, he grinned, adding, “Think I should get some more.”
He moved back and then leaned down, running his tongue from the base of my shaft to the head, which was enough to make me leak some more, and he lapped up the precum as eagerly as he had from his thumb.
I arched my back even more as the sensations radiating through me became overwhelming. He’d made me fucking addicted to his touch.
It was painful how every part of me seemed to want his attention, but he could only offer it in so many places at once. And he set his attention next on my balls, taking each into his mouth, one at a time, his tongue working that same magic that had me arching my back and murmuring his name out loud.
He continued down, navigating his way to my ass while hooking his arms under my legs. I lifted them and moved them back, offering my ass to him, but he didn’t continue with the same licks as before.
He’d stopped, in an apparent move to drive me in-fucking-sane.
I felt his breath against my hole. He wasn’t offering me that sensation of his face against me, making me ache for it.
“Please, Liam.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to rim me.”
“Beg for it, Ty. Beg for it so I know how badly you need it.”
My body trembled as my desire possessed me. I felt my usual sense slipping away from me…no, I wasn’t a rational man, I wasn’t even human. I was just this all-consuming desire for Liam’s touch.
My cock shifted across my belly, the intensity of my arousal fucking painful, a powerful pressure that I was amazed wasn’t enough to take me to the end in and of itself.
“Please, Liam,” I pleaded. “I need you to lick my ass so fucking bad right now.” I quivered as the words escaped my lips.
He submitted, teasing at my hole with his tongue, making my body convulse with a pleasure so intense, my skin was like fire, burning with hot lust for him. Liam didn’t make me beg anymore. He finally offered the best rimjob I could have imagined as he worshipped my hole. And when he finished, he licked up my shaft, taking in the precum oozing from the head of my cock.
As he took me into his mouth, he slid his hand down and continued working my hole with his fingers. Again, with this supreme care, each movement seeming so deliberate…calculated, even…like how the hell was he inside my head, knowing how I needed him to touch me?
“You’re driving me crazy,” I whispered. “Please.”
“Please what? I don’t like it when you’re vague, Ty. I want to know how to serve you.”
“I want you inside me.”
“Well, technically I am.” His voice was deep and resonant, in that way that drove me so fucking crazy.
