I groan as he quickens his pace, my balls already drawing tight.
“Aaron, please—” I plead, and he stops. He just… stops.
All I can feel is his hardness throbbing against me, our combined precum dripping between our shafts. I huff out a frustrated sigh.
“Don’t stop—” I mewl. I’m too close, and I need to come. I need him tomake mecome.
“Please.”
He shifts down my legs, and I think I’ve fucked this up somehow. That he isn’t feeling this, that he’s stopping and going to leave me hanging here as punishment or something, but before I can protest, he nudges my legs apart and settles between them. I look at him as his gaze meets mine and he smirks. Before I can speak, his mouth wraps around my head and I groan, my cock twitching from the sensation. I reach out to grab onto something. A sheet, a pillow, anything my fingers can find to ground myself because the minute he takes my cock to the back of his throat, I know I’m going to come.
“Aaron, I’m going to come,” I breathe, my balls drawing tight once more, and then he stops.
I growl in frustration.
“Aaron!”
He chuckles.
“Now you know how I feel,” he says as he gently presses his fingers over my seam. I shiver, my cock aching from the touch.
“What?”
“Now you know how I feel,” he repeats, teasing my hole with the edge of his fingernail. “Every time I kiss you. Every time I touch you.”
My breath is heavy as He presses into my hole, and I tense.
“You are so fucking hot like this,” he murmurs. “So hot when you come for Daddy.”
“Aaron, please, I’m begging you—” The desperation in my voice is not missed, and neither is the wicked grin on his face.
He slides his finger inside me, and I’m a goner. I barely get the words out before I feel his mouth wrap around my cock as he thrusts his finger deeper and my legs tense up. My entire body locks up and the moan that escapes my mouth is not quiet.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” I cry out, the sound a mixture of anguish and relief.
Oh fuck. I hope nobody heard that…
Aaron doesn’t let up as my entire body unravels beneath him. He swallows every drop with a contented moan and my eyes fall shut, my vision going white behind my eyelids.
Holy fuck.
I have never felt an orgasm this intense before.
What kind of magic shit is this?
I blink as he pops off of me, chuckling darkly. His body shifts beside me until his face is in front of me, his lips close enough to kiss.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, guilt racking me. “I didn’t mean to. I just couldn’t help it.”
He chuckles as he kisses me. His tongue pushes into my mouth and I can taste myself, which is weird, but not at all bad.
I kind of like it, to be honest, so I kiss him back. I caress his tongue and savor the taste. The mix of myself and him is sweet and tangy.
“I know,” he whispers. I reach for his cock, but he stops me.
“What about you?” I ask. I don’t want to leave him hanging. Not after this man just gave me the best orgasm I think I’ve ever had.
Something shifts in his gaze. His eyes glisten.
