“Fuck yes,” he breathes, pushing his shaft toward my face, swiping his cockhead across my lips. “Open up. Deep throat me.”
Grabbing him by the ass, I open wide and take him in, pulling as much of his length into my mouth as I can without gagging.
His hot, hard shaft drags across my tongue, leaking precum down my throat. I swallow his essence, making Declan groan. I repeat the motion, pulling all kinds of filthy sounds from him.
He’s always so contained, keeping his emotions buttoned up and close to the vest. Hearing these noises, how freely he’s giving them to me, makes me want to have him like this again and again. Just so I can make him fly for once in his life.
“Shit, Nico. You’re going to make me come,” Declan groans.
I pull off and remove my hands from his dick. “Oh no,” I say, leaning closer so I can kiss along his abs and lower belly. “When you come,” I dart my tongue out and lick into his belly button, making his hand clutch at my shoulder almostpainfully, “it’ll be on my dick. Now get on the bed. Hands and knees.”
Declan steps back as I rise to my feet. His eyes don’t leave my face as he toes off his shoes and drags his pants off. “Leave the socks on,” I say with a grin.
He scowls but doesn’t make a move to remove them. “You’re a dick.”
“That’s what I hear. Hands and knees, handsome.”
Declan eyes me warily for a moment but does what I say.
His ass propped up in the air is the sexiest fucking sight I’ve ever seen in my life. His tan ends where his briefs usually are, the contrast sexier than I thought it would be.
Walking over to the nightstand by the bed, I grab a condom and some lube from the complimentary bowl that’s set out, then head over to the bed.
I drag a light hand down Declan’s back and he shivers, goosebumps breaking out over his skin. “Hurry up,” he grumbles, his voice laced with lust.
“One time, remember? That means I’ll take my time, so you’ll remember me.”
“I’d rather forget,” he shoots back. I slap him on the ass for his snark, and he gasps almost dramatically and looks over his shoulder at me. His eyes are wide, lust so evident in his gaze my dick hardens more. “Wha…”
“Never been spanked before?” He shakes his head. I hum. “If I wasn’t so eager to get my dick in you, I’d show you just how good it can feel. But your ass needs to be filled.”
Declan pokes his ass out, the arch so fucking beautiful my dick twitches. “Fuck, just like that,” I mutter.
I drizzle my fingers with lube and trail them down his crease, down to his hole. His pucker flutters invitingly. “Don’t tease me,” he whispers. “You’re doing too much.”
“Oh no, handsome,” I say as I slide one finger into him, making him gasp. I push it in and out slowly, feeling his heataround my digit. “I haven’t done enough. I want to do so much more.” I kiss down his spine, sucking marks into him as I go. “But this will only be a one-off, so let me have my fun. I want your fucking hole twitching every time you think about tonight.”
“Fuck, you talk too much,” Declan breathes as he rolls his ass down on my finger. “Give me another.”
I do what he asks, pushing in a second, then a third finger. Declan’s hole clenches, sucking my fingers in deep. “You’re ready for my dick, aren’t you?” Scissoring my fingers, I stretch him open, wanting him nice and loose before I fuck him.
My dick isn’t the longest, but I’m thick, so I have to be careful; my partner needs to be stretched properly so I don’t hurt them.
He nods, dropping his chest to the bed as he pants. “I’m ready. Give it to me.”
I keep fingering him as I grab the condom. I hold it up to his mouth and Declan bites the packet, opening it.
With my free hand, I weasel the latex from the pack and slide it onto my dick, rolling it down so it’s snug. I don’t stop plunging my fingers in and out of him, pulling little whimpers from his throat. Who knew Declan could make those sounds?
Pulling my fingers free, I flip him onto his back, relishing the surprised look on his face. “What the fuck are you doing?”
He tries to turn back over, but I grip his hip to keep him in place. “No. I want you like this. With your legs around my waist and that pierced dick of yours brushing against my abs. I want to watch your face when you come because of how good I’m fucking you.”
“Are you always this annoying when you’re about to fuck?” he asks, though he doesn’t seem put off by what I wantto do to him. In fact, his fucking pupils are blown so wide, I can’t see that beautiful green anywhere.
Smirking at him, I toe off my shoes and shuck my pants.
I blanket him with my body, grabbing one of his long legs and wrapping it around my waist. “Nah. Just with you. You don’t like it?”
