“Your tongue.”
“Good boys should use their manners.”
“Fuck, your tongue, please.”
He chuckled, his hot breath warming my cheeks before he licked. My hands struggled against their binding, yearning to grab onto reality before Roys utterly destroyed it. His hands massaged my ass, keeping my cheeks spread to work his wonders. Every part of me craved him and what more he could do.
“You make such beautiful sounds.” His tongue thrust in a maddening rhythm that had my hips undulating.
“Don’t stop, and I’ll keep making them.” I cursed when his hand fell on my cock. His tongue fucked me while his thumb pressed against my tip to smear the precome over his fingers. “Oh, fuck, Roys.”
“Liking that?”
“Yes, yes, but,” I groaned from the frantic thrusting of his tongue, “Stop, I’ll come.”
“Then give me two tonight, baby.”
I would with him giving my body his full attention. His tongue already knew exactly what to do to make me squirm and beg. I sputtered incoherently, unable to do more than take his overwhelming attention. Knowing it was Roys giving me this ecstasy, that it was him slowly relaxing me for him made my body burn all the hotter.
His hand pleasured my cock, too slowly compared to his eager mouth, prolonging my ecstasy until I was thrashing against the desk. Then it was too much, his mouth on my backside moving to my cock where he sucked hard and fast, and his fingers tracing my hole, the pleasure couldn’t sustain and my orgasm sent me reeling.
“Coming, Roys, oh fuck! So good, so good!”
Roys didn’t relent in his attention. His half-mast eyes admired his own work. When he finally departed from my breathless form, my hips tried to follow him. Roys licked his lips that had brought me to completion, eyes roving over my body. “It’s annoying how hot you look like this.”
“Worried you’ll struggle not to think about fucking me while in front of the troop?” I groaned when he brought our hips together.
“I think you’re the one struggling not to think of me. You aren’t exactly subtle when you’re staring at my ass.”
“Your ass isn’t the only one I stare at.” I shuddered when his hand fell on my throat. Roys didn’t like that, but I loved when he got riled up. He kissed me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I tasted myself on his tongue. He bit my lips until they were as red as his favorite candy.
“Once I'm done fucking you, you will never be satisfied by another.” He squeezed my neck, wearing a smirk that got me even more excited.
Roys retreated to grab the lube from the console, which he coated his fingers with. He pressed two inside, immediately thrusting and curling, makingmy hips twitch and his palm smack against my ass. While those fingers fucked me, the other rubbed and tugged my balls, moving to my cock, then my chest. He pinched my nipple between his fingers, twisting in time with his fingers, and I nearly bit through my lip to keep quiet.
“Do you need a gag?” he teased.
“No,” I grinned and rolled my hips against his fingers. “You like the sounds I make.”
He twisted again. My hips jerked, three fingers now, ruthless in their penetration. By the stars, I wanted to touch him, to have his cock in my hand, to feel his muscles flex under my fingers as he drove into me. That made the restraints around my wrists more maddening, made me hard again.
When his hands abandoned me, they did so to lubricate himself. He held firm to my ankles, pushing my thighs to my chest. With one quick thrust, he sank inside me. I moaned, toes curling as he dragged himself out to slam back in. He did that over and over, each a hard thrust that had us both moaning.
“It’s like your hole was made for me,” he said, grinding his hips against my ass.
"S'good," I moaned, fingers twisted into the binds. My teeth tore into my bottom lip, trying to silence the pleasure Roys so eagerly gave. There was no telling if anyone was near his office, if they could hear our sex. I burned at the thought of anyone discovering the captain taking me like this.
Roys pulled out. “You like when I talk dirty to you, don’t you?”
He slammed into me, and I cried out before I could catch the sound.
“You like when I’m in control and you can just be a good little boy getting fucked.” He settled still inside of me, making my hips squirm, trying to force him to move.He wouldn’t give in, letting me struggle and whine with that devilish grin on his face. “What did I say about answering me?”
“Yes, sir, I like it.”
His hips took a faster pace, short quick bursts to abuse that bundle of nerves inside of me. I was already falling, feeling my nerves tightening, wishing to burst once more.
“You take orders so well here, getting fucked by the superior you claim to hate. That turns you on, doesn’t it?”
