Tony slid his fingers down to the waistband of my jeans, stopping just above the button. “You still good to go?”
“Yes,” I practically pleaded. I toed off my shoes while Tony worked on my zipper. In no time at all, I was completely naked while Tony was still fully dressed. I gestured to his still-clothed body. “There seems to be an imbalance here.”
“We’ll get there.” He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the most delicious muscular forearms. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. “I want you to suck my cock.”
My mouth was already watering. I sank to my knees, grateful there was a rug covering the hardwood floor, and I slid my hand inside his open zipper, palming his hard shaft through his boxer briefs. I mouthed his dick through the soft cloth before releasing it from the briefs and wrapping my lips around the leaking head.
Tony let out a low groan and put his large hand on the back of my head. “That’s it. Right there. Feels so good.”
I grabbed the backs of his thighs and opened my mouth wider, taking him in as deeply as I could. He tightened his fist in my hair. “Is this okay?”
I looked up at him and nodded as best I could with his thick cock in my mouth. He grinned down at me. “Your pretty lips look good wrapped around my dick.”
He pulled out and thrust back in, setting a steady rhythm that had my eyes watering and saliva running down my chin. My jaw ached, but I didn’t want it to stop. My own cock was hard as steel and leaking precum onto the soft area rug I was kneeling on. I was tempted to take myself in hand, but the promise ofhaving Tony’s fat cock in my ass held me back. I wanted to come with him inside me.
I felt him swell and harden in my mouth. With a reluctant groan, he pulled away, his rigid shaft angry red and glistening with my saliva. He helped me to my feet, his voice low and rough when he said, “On the bed, hands and knees.”
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and hurried to comply with his demand, my whole body buzzing with anticipation and need. The king-size bed was covered with a thick dark-gray duvet. Two large pillows in pristine white pillowcases were propped up against the dark wood headboard. I pulled one of the pillows closer so I could rest on my elbows.
I heard the rustle of clothing behind me, and then Tony appeared in my peripheral vision. He opened the drawer of the nightstand, took out a bottle of lube and a condom, and set them on the bed beside me. Getting a glimpse of him naked had my mouth watering again. My cock was so hard it hurt.
Finally, I felt the bed dip behind me and Tony’s warm hands caressed my backside. “Such a sweet ass,” he murmured.
He parted my cheeks and rubbed his thumb over my puckered entrance. The noise I made sounded obscene even to my ears.
“Tony, please. I need you inside me.”
He chuckled softly. “Easy. I’ve got you.”
He grabbed the bottle of lube, and the cap clicked open. Cool liquid dribbled down my crack. Tony’s thick finger circled my hole before pressing inside. The initial bite and sting quickly gave way to familiar pleasure. I pushed back against him, wanting him to go deeper.
Tony gripped my hip to stop my movement. “Behave,” he growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“But I want it,” I whined.
“And you’ll get it,” he replied. “Have patience.”
Before I could retort, a second finger joined the first. I moaned and writhed as he went deeper and then curled his fingers just right. “Oh god, yes. Right there.” I felt a familiar tingle start at the base of my spine, and I gasped, “Close. I’m close. Please. I want that big cock in me.”
He withdrew his fingers and picked up the condom package. The foil packet crinkled, and finally, blessedly, I felt the blunt head of his cock nudge my entrance. He grabbed my hips and slowly entered me. I bore down, taking him in, inch by slow inch.
When he bottomed out, we were both panting. He held still so I could catch my breath. It took a minute to get past the sting of being so full. When the pain morphed into pleasure, I gasped, “I’m good.”
His grip on my hips tightened as he pulled out almost to the tip and then slammed back in, setting a punishing pace that filled the room with groans and the sound of flesh on flesh. Pleasure coursed through my body. I couldn’t remember the last time sex felt this good.
Tony shifted and hit my prostate dead on, bringing me close to the edge in record time. “Close. I need to come,” I gasped.
I went to reach for my cock, but Tony batted my hand away. “I got you.”
He wrapped his hand around my rock-hard length and stroked me to the rhythm of his thrusts. The tingle once again began at the base of my spine, spreading throughout my whole body. “Coming,” I ground out as white-hot pleasure blinded me and my hoarse cries filled the room. Streams of hot cum shot onto the duvet beneath me.
Tony got in a few more thrusts before his movements became jerky. I felt his cock swell and pulse within me before he slammed home one last time, groaning his pleasure as he filled the condom.
We stayed there for a few moments, both of us breathing heavily. “Wow,” I croaked.
“Yeah,” he replied. “Wow is right.”
I winced as he eased out of my body to take care of the condom. I dropped to my side after he got off the bed, avoiding the puddle of cum on the bedding. Tony’s bed was so comfortable. It would be easy to fall asleep here after my long night. Unease filled me even as I thought about it. No. As nice as Tony was, I couldn’t get attached. That way lay madness. I wasn’t going there again.
