A squeeze.
“Your balls.”
“Fuck,” I moaned.
“Soon,carinõ,” he murmured before sucking my cock into his mouth.
The man played me like an instrument, bringing me to a crescendo over and over, only to slow things down and start over. Lost in waves of lust and need and pleasure so overwhelming and all-consuming for so long, I was on the precipice before I realized it.
“Yellow!” I yelled.
He pulled away from me in increments until he wasn’t touching me at all.
“You okay, Declan?”
I nodded, swallowed, and explained, “I didn’t want to come.”
I glanced over my shoulder, and he stood, pulled me into his arms, and kissed my forehead. “Such a good boy, vato. I’m proud of you.”
As much as I wanted to rail against the praise and all the nicknames, I couldn’t find it in me to do so. It was a task on a to-do list I had zero motivation to complete. Instead, I kissed him. And in a way I’d never kissed… well, anyone ever before.
“Fuck me, Papi. I need to feel you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. God, yes. I want you inside me.”
He flipped me so I was no longer on my knees but was now on my back under him. I watched him suit up, and then he was there, between my legs, his impossibly enormous cock pressing into me. My back arched and sparks shot through me when he pegged me just fucking right.
Slapping flesh, grunts and groans, begging, and his fucking filthy mouth filled the air, creating a pornographic symphony, and I let the music of us wash over me and take me away. I floated in the abyss of pleasure so great I never wanted to set eyes on the shore again.
Nothing could compare. Nothing in the past. Nothing that could happen in the future. This was perfection.
Or so I thought.
Callouses softened with the silky smoothness of lube tugged at my dick. The sensations enveloped me. Pleasure came at me from multiple fronts, and I surrendered.
My body convulsed. An explosion of color painted my vision just before cum shot from me. I felt the pulse of my cock from the bottoms of my feet to the top of my head. It took up residence in my eyes, causing my vision to dim and brighten with the beat of my heart.
“Papi!” I cried as everything went black.
7
HAYDEN
Over the years, there’d been so many men and women sprawled beneath me, just as Declan was now, but none had the same effect on me. Not evenher. And I thought I loved her. Had planned to marry her. Wanted to spend my life with her. But she only scratched the surface of the box he unlocked in just a few scant hours. I couldn’t even point and say, “There. That’s the thing that’s different about him.”
Dipping down, I took his mouth with mine. His breath ghosted over my face as he panted and moaned. His arms and legs wrapped around me, pulling me into him. Bracing myself with an elbow next to his head, I pulled away.
I had to watch, had to see him get off. I needed that almost as much as I needed to get off myself.
And I wasn’t disappointed.
He was fucking magnificent. Sweat beaded on his forehead before rolling down his temples, wetting his hair. Those exquisite blue eyes squeezed closed against the orgasm I could feel building inside him. My eyes moved over the sharp, chiseled jawline to his neck. Arched back like it was, all the veins, muscles, and tendons displayed as he groaned through clenched teeth.
Utter perfection.
Moving in him, over him, the magnetism that drew me to him at the club smacked me full force in the face as I watched him, and when his walls began fluttering around my cock, I didn’t know if I should cry or shout for joy because I was so fucking close.
