“Good boy.”
My cock throbbed as the bottle clicked open, like some sort of fucking Pavlovian reaction. I gasped, dropping my forearms to the desk to push my arse further out as Ezra drizzled lube down my crack, the cool liquid sending a shiver across my skin.
He slid his fingers between my cheeks, teasingly circling my hole and tapping the sensitive skin.
“Fu-fuck!” I said with a groan, trying desperately to keep my voice down as Ezra pressed a finger inside me. This was what I’d needed all fucking day, and the fact that all I could see in front of me was the polished surface of Ezra’s desk and his corkboard covered in random notes and marketing plans made it even hotter.
He began to fuck me with his finger before adding a second and stretching me open. The burn was more intense than usual, but it soon faded as Ezra curled his fingers and rubbed them over my prostate. Stars burst behind my eyes, delicious heat running through my body and making my sore muscles tingle.
“That’s enough. I’m ready,” I said, whining with need as Ezra thrust his fingers deep inside me. “I need your cock.”
“Yeah, baby? Does my pretty slut need to get fucked?” Ezra asked, putting his hand on my hip and pressing a kiss to my shoulder. His other hand grasped my aching cock, stroking itslowly as he angled it towards him and gently tucked it over the waistband of my pants so I’d be less likely to get cum all over his desk.
Fuck, maybe I’d shoot all down the outside of my underwear instead. Then I’d have to go home in boxers soaked with both our cum. I’d probably be so hard in the car that one tiny wiggle and a press of my hand would make me come in them again before I even got home.
“Yes! Fuck me, please.”
“Mmm, how can I resist when you ask so nicely? Such a good boy for me,” Ezra said as he lined the fat head of his cock up with my pucker. Our groans filled the air as he pushed inside me with one smooth, deep, slow thrust. The stretch was everything and it felt like I was being split in two.
“That’s it,” he murmured as his balls brushed against my arse, his hand coming up to my shoulder to keep me bent over. I gasped as he slowly began to rock his hips, filthy praise filling the air as he started to fuck me. “Fuck, you have such a perfect arse. It’s so tight. Feels so fucking good around my cock. Can’t wait to fill you up and watch my cum drip out of you. Gonna make such a mess of you, puppy. But you love that, don’t you? Love being a messy boy for me.”
“Fucking love it,” I said with a groan as he pulled his cock out until he was barely inside… then he slammed back into me, knocking all the breath from my lungs in a needy moan. His thrusts were smooth, hard, deep, each one fucking perfect. Pleasure overwhelmed me as he pounded me, and I had to close my eyes before the room started spinning, the notes on the corkboard all blending into one.
My legs began to shake, my cock throbbing as my balls pulled up tight. I was so damn close already.
I’d wanted this for so long and I’d been worried the fantasy wouldn’t live up to my expectations. But it was so much fuckingbetter than I’d imagined! It would be one of those things I wanked over for months.
We were definitely doing this again.
And I needed Ezra to get a fucking desk for his flat so we could defile that one too.
I bit back more groans as Ezra’s cock rubbed over my prostate, more praise falling from his lips. He seemed desperate to ruin me, to remind me that he was the only one who could make me feel like this.
“E-Ezra, I’m gonna come,” I said, his name falling off my tongue in a whispered prayer as the oncoming rush of my orgasm filled me. I’d thought he’d been kidding about me coming untouched on his cock, but it was going to happen and I wasn’t planning to stop it. I deserved it.
“Yeah? Gonna come on my cock like a good boy?”
“Y-Yeah.”
“Go on then, come for me, puppy. If you do, I’ll fill you up.”
I nodded, whining and moaning as I lost control. My cock pulsed as I came, my arse squeezing around Ezra’s dick as my legs shook, my fists clenching and back bending as I pushed back against Ezra, trying to get as much of his shaft inside me as possible.
“That’s it, fucking love it when you come. This arse is so perfect,” Ezra said, his voice low and broken. He was losing control too.
And I was going to tip him over the edge.
“Fill me up,” I said, twisting my head around to look at him as he fucked me, his pace starting to falter. “Give me your cum, Ezra. Make a mess of me. Please? Want to be dripping with it.”
Ezra’s cock throbbed as he shot his load deep into my arse, his hips jerking as he fucked it into me, like he wanted to paint my insides with his cum. His hand gripped my shoulder tightly, fingers digging into my muscles.
“So good for me,” he said softly as he released me, leaning forward to kiss the back of my neck. “Was that what you wanted?”
“Mmm, yes,” I said as I stretched gently, tilting my head around so I could kiss him.
“You want to do it again, don’t you?”
“Obviously. And you need to get a desk for your flat.”
