Miguel tsk’s. “Look at the brat trying to backpedal. Sorry baby, I don’t run off IOU’s. I told you this mouth of yours was gonna get your ass fucked. Looks like it’s time to pay up.” Heleans over, picks me up, and hauls me up over his shoulder. My bare ass is just out in the open, and he carries me and the string of tinsel up the stairs.
Bonus: I get to watch his ass while he carries me up the stairs to the loft.
He really does have a great ass.
Must be from all the running.
I shiver, my cock twitching at the thought, and he chuckles, “Just you wait, baby.” Once we’re on the landing, I get my first good look at the bedroom. It’s a cozy little space, with a queen sized bed, a little built in window seat that looks out at the snowy landscape, tow of the tiniest bedside tables and a large cedar trunk directly across from the bed.
“This is niiice. You really went all out, Miggy.” My exaggerated tone earns my ass a smack. “Ow.” Then he tosses me on the bed and urges me up toward the pillows, gathering my wrists and tying them to the headboard, the tinsel digging into my skin.
“Ah, the old, tying my hands up, bit.” I smirk. “A Miguel signature move.”
Oh my god, Caleb. Shut the fuck up.
Wish I could, brain.
We’re a lost cause over here.
He reaches into a bag at the foot of the bed, pulling out a bottle of lube and a small vibrator.
Oh, fuck.
“Ready for me, little brat?” he asks, his voice a low rumble and I can feel my cock leaking at the sight of my monster, ready to torture me.
In the best way possible.
“Always,” I snap back, knowing full well that I’m fucked.
Well, I’m gonna be.
“Such a smartass,” he mutters while clicking the top of the lube open. He squirts some onto his fingers, his eyes never leaving mine, and I can feel my heart racing. He must see it because he whispers, “You got real quiet, baby. You tell me if it’s too much, okay?” I nod and he reaches between my legs, his fingers teasing my hole, and I gasp, my hips bucking up against him.
“Relax for me,hermoso. You know I’d never hurt you.”
So I do my best to relax. That allows him to push a finger inside me, and I moan, my head falling back against the pillow. He moves slowly, curling so he hits that sweet spot that makes my thighs twitch. He adds another, stretching me even more, and I let out a whimper that makes him move a little faster.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp, my hands gripping the tinsel. “You’re gonna make me come again.”
“That’s the point.” His face hovers over mine. “I’m going to make you come until you’re lying there, covered in your cum and mine. My perfect little bratty cumslut.”
Hey, God, it’s me, Caleb. You can send me to Hell now… I’m pretty sure whatever’s about to happen is gonna earn me a one-way ticket.You know, if fucking my stepbrother hasn’t already secured that shit.
No regrets!
Miguel reaches for the vibrator, coats it generously in lube and turns it on, then slowly drags it from the base of my cock to the tip. The vibrations are strong, making me whisper his name and have my cock twitching, and all he does is smirk. He teases it along my slit and it takes everything in me not to come. Before I can beg him to just fuck me, he drags it down to my hole and pushes the vibrator inside mewith his fingers still in there,and the vibrations hit my prostate, sending shocks of pleasure throughout my body.
He moves it in and out of me with one hand while his fingers continue to stretch me. “Come on,hermoso.Come for me.”
I can't hold it back anymore—the pattern of vibrations, his fingers inside me, moaning as my cock pulses cum onto my stomach, which earns me a deep, satisfying groan from Miguel.
“Look at how much you came, pretty boy. Seems like such a waste to let it get dry there.” He withdraws his fingers, leaving the vibrator in and crawls to my stomach.
Fuck me, watching him crawl… Just another reason I’m going to Hell because… it’s brain-meltingly good.
“Open your fucking mouth, Caleb.”
So… like the good boy I am, I open my mouth and watch him lick up my cum, his tongue gliding over my abs.This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
