Page 14 of Struck By Eros


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“I’m going to take your blindfold off now. I want to see your eyes while you choke on my cock.”

I moan a yes and close my eyes in preparation for the light. Eros ever so gently brings his hands to the knot at the back of my head and unties it, caressing my hair and temple when it’s gone.

He’s turned off the overhead light, leaving only the lamps on the side tables at their lowest setting, one on each side of the king-sized bed. Fuck, this man is thoughtful. More thoughtful than any man I’ve dated.

Eros smiles down at me—he looks beautiful even from this angle—and I can finally see his chest and curved belly. He leans down and kisses me. It’s an awkward kiss, but a sweet one.

“You’re okay to continue?” he murmurs against my lips.

“More than okay.”

He kisses me again, this time slipping me his tongue. I moan around it, but when I try to seek more, he pulls back and looks down at me with his blue eyes that look near black in this light.

“Push on my thighs if it’s too much.”

“Okay.”

He pulls back and caresses my cheek as he stands, taking his dick in his palm so I can see what I’m in for.

Holy fuck.

While my cock is long, his is thick and veined. Pre-cum leaking from the head that’s red and ruddy, ready to be sucked and licked.

“Open up, baby,” he purrs. “Let’s see how much you can take.”

Chapter Five

Thesaltofhispre-cum explodes over my tongue, as he guides his cock into my waiting mouth. Once he’s in, he holds my face with his hands, letting me adjust to the way his cock stretches my lips around him.

He’s hot and heavy, and I want to scream at him to move. To take me and use me like I used him. But he holds me firm on his length. Eros loves this game of torture, I’ve learned, so I know to be patient for my next reward, even if it kills me.

I can’t see his eyes from this angle, but I know he’s staring down at my body as he holds my face still, brushing his thumbs over my filled cheeks.

“You’re such an unexpected gift, Theo,” he says, his voice almost too quiet, but I hear him nonetheless. “Remember to breathe through your nose.” The last part is said louder, to make sure I do hear him clearly.

I relax my tongue and suck in a breath right before he plunges down my throat. My lips stretch and eyes water, his girth filling me to the brim.

“That’s it, baby. Take what I give you. Let me feed you my cock until it’s all you crave.”

I moan in reply and suck around his shaft, his unique scent stronger in my nose, as he suffocates me with his cock. He forces more of him down, until his broad head hits the back of my throat. I gag, but don’t attempt to push him away, fisting the comforter at my sides. Eros places my head fully on the edge of the bed, one of his hands plucking at one of my nipples, while the other grips around my throat.

“Fuck, Theo. Fuck!” He grunts, his cock filling me completely, so every sense I have is occupied by him. His hand around my neck grips me tighter.

“I love feeling me fuck your throat. Gods!”

Gods?I’d get stuck on the interesting choice of a word if I wasn’t busy right now.

He fucks into me deeper, his hips moving back and forth in long and punishing strokes. My eyes water and spit leaks downward out of my mouth and onto my face. He’s making me into a mess, but I revel in it because it’s caused by him.

“Suck me, Theo. Take all of me.”

I don’t know if I can take all of him, but I’ll try. I move my hands to grip the backs of his strong thighs for more leverage. The hairs of his leg are soft, yet coarse beneath my grip, and I moan around his shaft. He slides more of him down my throat, and I pull him inward to let him know I can take whatever he gives me.

“Yes!” he groans, tweaking my nipple. “Just like that, little slut.”

His devious endearment only spurs me on. I relax my throat and take in another breath, nostrils flaring. His ballspress against my eyes, and I revel in the complete feeling of suffocation.

“I knew you could take all of me, Theo. You were made for me.”