I only let out a muffled grunt in reply, since my mouth was occupied.
Rafael chuckled and pet the back of my head. His breaths were coming out short and choppy. I wondered how much longer he’d last--and I hadn’t even put his cockinsidemy mouth yet.
Time to fix that.
I swallowed the head, tightly enveloping it with my lips and earning a shaky moan and a muttered curse from Rafael. It encouraged me. I inched closer to the base, trying to ignore the building pressure at the back of my throat.
“Don’t rush,” he said gently.
I breathed through my nose as well as I could, then edged forward. His cock stretched my lips, filling my mouth, filling me with the taste of him. Tears pricked in the corners of my eyes, not just because of the strain but because of the overwhelming pleasure andneedburning inside me.
But the gag sensation loomed whenever I got too close to the base of his cock. When it became clear that I didn’t have the skills to deepthroat him, I popped back just enough to cause saliva to trickle down the sides of my lips before swallowing him halfway again. Rafael moaned, gently bucking his hips, but careful not to go too far.
“Yes,” he breathed.
Encouraged by the fact that I could still make him feel good without literally choking on his cock, I worked my magic, tasting and licking and sucking all of the sensitive flesh I could reach. Spit and pre-cum mixed together in my mouth, making my hole wetter and more pleasurable for Rafael as he sunk into it.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.
I grabbed his hips, holding him firmly in place. I wanted him so badly. The pleasure I was giving him was like a drug. Seeing him moaning and hard turned me on fiercely. My cock was practically ripping a hole through my underwear and pants trying to escape. I growled and gave in because the pressure was nearly painful now, ripping my cock free and promptly forgetting about it as I fuelled all my attention into blowing Rafael.
Though he was careful not to push in too deep, he still pounded my mouth, using it for his pleasure. I moaned around it, feeling the spit gush out of my mouth with every thrust.
“I can’t,” Rafael said in a tight voice. “Oh, fuck, I can’t--”
He came. I bit back a gasp as the flood of his cum gushed into me, spilling over the back of my tongue. I held my breath as he groaned with pleasure and bucked out until the last of his orgasm faded. When he pulled out, my tongue lolled out of my mouth. I felt the pool of cum sitting on it, along with the trickle of it down my throat and down the sides of my lips.
“Fucking hell,” Rafael mumbled, not able to rip his eyes away from my obscene expression. “You’re gonna give me a boner again.”
I swallowed it. It was bitter and salty, and I should have hated it. But I didn’t. I loved it. Rafael shuddered.
“Good,” I said, “because we’re not done yet, remember? That was just an appetizer. Now it’s time for the main course.”
14
Rafael
The stumbling dash we made to the bedroom took mere seconds. Both of us were panting with excitement, and despite just cumming, I was already raring to go for another round. But I knew it wasn’t just lust driving me--it was something deeper, more meaningful. This wasn’t only sex for me and Skylar.
I knew I was about to put a baby into him.
“Gonna breed you,” I mumbled as we fell in a tangle of limbs on the bed.
“Oh, god, please,” he whimpered.
In the dark we struggled to tear the rest of our clothes off, which were only getting in the way. Once I felt only skin and knew Skylar was naked, I roamed my hands over his body. It was my first time seeing him this way, pale and smooth and totally vulnerable beneath me. My cock ached for him.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, running my hand down his chest.
He shivered into my touch and arched his back. I took his invitation and gently pinched one of his nipples, making him cry out softly. Both my hands went to his nipples to tease them into hardness and Skylar made cute mewling noises the entire time.
He was hard. He’d been hard since the blowjob, and his poor cock had been waiting all this time for attention. I snaked one hand down his cute tummy, pausing to stroke the trail of hair that led to my ultimate prize, then wrapped my fingers around his cock.
“Oh,” he whimpered, his eyes going wide for a second before relaxing again. “Fuck…”
“You’re rock solid,” I teased.
He pouted and wiggled his hips. “You made me like this.”
