“What are you doing, Streeter?”
I shush him, placing soft kisses on his ass cheeks. “It’s alright. I’m going to make you feel good, I promise.” Then I spread him open and dive in.
Remi lets out a high groan when my tongue makes contact with his furled skin. He trembles as I lap at him, one hand landing on the back of my head as he moans.
Grinning against his hole, I drag my tongue up and down, getting his musky flavor down my throat.
Fuck, he tastes good. And the way he moans? Fucking heaven.
I eat him out like he’s my last meal, laving from his balls to the top of his crease, over and over. His sweet whimpers and babbling linger in the air, expressing how good I’m making him feel.
My dick throbs between my legs at how intoxicating he sounds, but I ignore it. Right now, this is all about Remi, all about getting him off like he did me earlier. My orgasm can wait until I have him a fucking puddle at my feet.
“I… oh, God. More, please?” he murmurs, pushing his ass back against my face. I grip his hips to hold him in place and spear my tongue into him. Remi curses and moans and babbles, rolling his ass on my tongue.
I fuck him with it, reaching around to circle his cock in a loose fist.
“Please,” Remi gasps. “I’m so close. Harder.”
Closing my palm around him, I jerk him off in earnest as I remove my tongue and clamp my lips around his entrance, sucking at him.
He moans throatily as his cock swells before he sprays, his cum trailing down my hand as his shaft throbs with each spurt. My dick twitches as I lick Remi through his orgasm.
When he’s drained and releases the death grip he had on my hair, I get to my feet and hold his ass cheeks apart with one hand and jerk my dick with the other. Staring down at his tight, spit-soaked hole has pleasure licking down my spine.
On a grunt that almost has me dizzy, I explode, shooting my spunk onto his hole, and watch as the spurts slide down to his balls.
Remi leans his chest against the wall, his breaths sawing in and out audibly.
Wrapping my arm around his waist, I pull his back to my chest and nuzzle at his neck. Remi lifts his arm and buries his hand into my hair, holding me in place. Soft mewls leave his throat as I suck marks into him.
“That was… I’ve never…” He stumbles over his words, stopping and starting his sentence several times before he says, “Thank you. I’ve read that a hundred times, and I never imagined it could be like that.”
“Me rimming you?” I ask, planting soft kisses over the marks on his neck.
“Uhm… anyone doing it, really.”
I stop kissing him and turn him around, taking in his lust-drunk eyes and dark blush. “You’ve never been rimmed before?”
He bites his lip and shakes his head.
“Oh, Hummingbird.” I pull his lip from between his teeth, then press my mouth to his in a soft kiss. “What else have you been missing?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. I haven’t… I told you Trevor wasn’t the best boyfriend.”
A growl rumbles up my throat. What a dick. Remi deserves better than what that fucking fuck gave him.
But it’s all good. He’ll be with me until the snow stops falling. In that time, there is so much I can do to him, so much pleasure I can show him. Probably more than he can take, but I’ll push his boundaries until he’s had enough.
Something tells me Remi won’t tell me to stop, that he’ll want everything I have to give him.
Thumbing over his lower lip, I say, “While we’re here, you’ll have more pleasure than you can stand. Rimming you is just the tip of the iceberg, Hummingbird.”
The flash of fear that crosses his face has my cock thickening for a round two. Oh yes, there is so much I can show this man. He’ll be drained dry by the time we’re done.
8
REMI
