His erection pulsing unmercifully against my groin.
“Take off your clothes,” he says—low, commanding, that sexy accent turning the words into something far more dangerous.
The urge toyes, sir, slips onto my tongue, but I bite it back, refusing to hand over the last shred of control… not yet.
But his confident hands move to my chest and take control anyway… rapidly unbuttoning my shirt, sliding it down my arms, and letting it fall to the floor without ceremony.
He draws in a breath the moment his eyes land on the tattoo stretched across my chest—eagle wings spread wide in flight.
Another deep groan rumbles from his throat, and I swear to God, I’m fucking melting at his feet.
I wrap my arms around Elijah’s waist and bring his straining erection to mine.He grinds himself against me,hard, making sure I know exactly what he has waiting for me inside his pants.
And how could I not?
But before I can even make a move, he brings his hand between us, flicking the button open on my pants. Hungry lips are back on my mouth, and his other hand begins unzipping. My dick springs free from its tight constraints. Pants and boxers slide down to my knees. Cool air hits my dick for all of a second before it’s sheathed in the warmth of his hand. It happens so fast; I don’t even have time to think.
Wanting to watch his skilled hands work me, I gaze down and see my dick jerk in his palm as I fuck into his fist. Plush lips trail down my neck, sucking tender bruises into my skin. The heat of his breath lingers in the wake of his tongue as it glidesacross my throat, and I toss my head back against the door, giving him full access.
A groan rips out of me—louder than I intended—and for a split second, embarrassment burns through me. But then his lips press harder, deeper, and I forget why I even cared.
My heart pounds against my ribs, threatening to break free as his fist glides smoothly up and down my shaft—matching the rhythm of my ragged breaths.
Having now lost all control, and not giving a flying fuck about anything, I close my eyes and exhale hoarsely as Elijah’s thumb swipes across my slit, gathering a good amount of precum and swirling it around the sensitive tip of my cock.
I shudder and moan.
My lips twitch against his as I try to form words, but I’m only capable of more moaning.
I pant and puff.
Give him more cum to play with as my dick drips like a goddamn faucet.
Elijah mumbles something against my mouth, but I don’t catch a single word of it. I’m too wrapped up in the feeling of his tongue moving against mine, his sticky fingers running cum across my head, and the silky slide of his cock moving in right alongside mine. And I fucking lose my ever-loving mind.
I rock into him, jittery as fuck. His hand encircles both of our cocks. My arms flail like a man on fire, searching blindly for something to ground me in the heat of him. I claw at his shirt, his hair, his skin, before finally throwing my arms down to my sides and pushing my palms into the door.
Fuuuck… this is all too much.
“Elijah,” I warn, as my release is very near, and I can’t seem to rein myself back in.
“Alex.” He gasps, voice low and raw, hot against my ear. “Come for me.”
Jesus, how can I not? His Spanish tongue drags out my name like a smoky haze—and I’m completely lost in it, pumping his fist with my bare cock. Every single vein in my dick bulges, pulsing wildly in his palm.
“Fuuuck, Elijah,” I yell, as my orgasm jets through me and a copious amount of cum spurts from my dick and onto Elijah’s expert hand. He follows right behind, moaning into my mouth, covering us in more cum. It splashes against my stomach and dribbles down between his fingers and back onto my dick.
Breathless, I clutch at the air, feeling like I’ve just run for miles without pause.
He releases our cocks and brings his cum-covered fingers up to my mouth, where he gently parts my trembling lips.
“Taste us,” he rasps, voice all rough and rugged.
I don’t even hesitate. I suck his fingers into my mouth, curling my tongue around his digits, tasting our cum.
“Mmm,” I hum, enjoying the flavor of his decadent skin.
He sucks on my earlobe. “Would you say that was a memorable first?”
