I hesitated, dragging my eyes up his torso, wishing his shirt was gone. Almost as if he read my mind, he started undoing the buttons. I wanted to ask if I could touch him, but then his words echoed through my lust-fogged mind.Actions. Not words.
In a frenzy, I dove on him, grabbing the front of his thighs and pressing my nose and face into the juncture between his leg and scrotum. I groaned at the concentrated scent of musk and rubbed around in it. His hair was trimmed but wiry, and it scraped my cheeks and sent prickles down my spine. Dragging downward, I licked over his heavy balls. They were the biggest I’d ever seen, and I had to open wide to suck one into my mouth, loving the way it spilled out, so full it all didn’t fit. While sucking on one, I tugged at the other, rolling it between my fingers and massaging the place where it met the base of his rod.
I sucked harder than I probably should have, but I was beyond thought, trying to swallow his nut and then moving on to do the same to the other. Saliva smeared on my chin and cheeks, and the suckling sounds I made echoed around the large bathroom.
Unlatching from his sack, I pushed it up and licked the space beneath, flattening my tongue over the defined line running toward his crack. He stiffened a little, but I ignored it, taking what I wanted and tasting his taint, then wrapping my hand around his dick.
It pulsed and jerked beneath my palm, and I clamped down on the base, nearly strangling it with pressure. Above me, Kieran groaned, and I wrapped my lips around his head and slid down.
His girth was impressive, my lips stretching like they never had before. I got about halfway down his shaft and pulled back up, swirling my tongue around his tip and digging into the small, sensitive divot at the underside of the tip. He shuddered and jerked, a low growl filling the room.
I slid over him again, this time taking him until his head hit the back of my throat and I gagged around him. I started to pull back, but his fingers bit into my shoulder and I pushed down again, my throat a tight sleeve for his manhood. Breathing became impossible. Panic at how fucking full I was fought to rise.
I swallowed around him, eyes watering, fingernails biting into his thighs.
He thrust lightly, making my throat burn and my eyes roll back in my head. All the panic gave way to pleasure, and my brain began to float. He pulled back, and I locked my lips around him, grinding our skin together before dragging in a wheezing breath.
“Look at me.”
Suckling his tip, I looked up, letting him see how wrecked I was with tears and spit on my face.
The high points of his cheekbones were flushed, his eyes hooded, and his bottom lip was indented with teeth marks. “You’re perfect,” he whispered. “Innocent even when I’m defiling you.”
Remembering what he’d said before, and maybe challenging it a bit, I sucked deep and, as I drew back, brought out my teeth. The blunt edges of bone grazed over the sensitive, silky flesh, shaving off a thin layer and catching on the underside of his fat head. I nibbled there, and his garbled curse filled the bathroom.
Lifting my eyes, I let my stare burn him as I dragged my teeth across his head, noting the gush of pre-cum coating them.
I guess he does like it when I bite.
Pulling my teeth back, I wrapped my lips around him, settling into a rhythmic bob up and down his length. His thighs strained on either side of my head, and his body arched toward me, letting me take my fill. The sting in my throat was starting to loosen, and I wanted it back, wanted to burn for him, so I dove until my nose was buried in his pubes and spots danced at the edges of my vision.
He withdrew and I whined, but he shoved my face into the crease between his leg and scrotum. I latched on instantly, sucking and licking down to his balls where I nipped at the loose skin, nibbling it while my hand slid up and down his dick.
A loud crack overhead made me pull back, noting the white-knuckled grip he had on the wooden doorframe as his chest rose and fell.
Seeing such a controlled and unflappable man filled with such frenzied lust made my ass clench. I realized then that I was hard as a rock, the top of my erection peeking out of the waistband of the sweats. The urge to turn around on my hands and knees and beg had my lips falling open.
“Remember your safe word,” he rushed out in a near growl, and all thoughts of presenting my ass died as he grabbed my head and shoved.
I relaxed my jaw to the intrusion, opening as wide as I could while he thrust into me with wild abandon, making me realize he’d been holding back and letting me play. Playtime was over,and this man took control, slamming into me and riding the tight confines of my throat while I drooled and moaned around him.
I thought hazily of grabbing my dick. It would likely take two strokes and I’d be coming my brains out all over again. But I shoved away the idea, not wanting the distraction of an orgasm to take me out of this moment when I was his and his alone.
My nails etched lines down the front of his thighs as I clung to him until his hips stuttered. His breathing was labored, dick jerking and ready to blow. Taking a chance, I surged forward, wrapping my hand around it and hollowing my cheeks around him as I bobbed my head.
Kieran’s body bowed. A strangled sound ripped from his lips, and I watched him come undone. He was powerful even in bliss, corded muscle flexing in his neck, shoulders bunching beneath his open shirt, and what skin I could see glistening with sweat.
His flavor flooded my tongue, and everything else fell away. Thick, slightly sweet ropes of cum shot over my tongue and into the back of my throat. Groaning, I swallowed around him even as more followed.
His hand clamped around the back of my neck and squeezed as more coated my tongue. Surprised, my eyes shot to him, and I nearly choked when I saw him already staring back.
“All of it, baby doll,” he ground out, swiveling his hips a little as even more shot into my throat.
His orgasm continued and he moaned, so I doubled down on my effort, sucking and swallowing until my jaws hurt. His load was easily double the size of mine, and he wanted all of it inside me.
When the aftershocks turned into mini ripples, I fisted his still-solid dick and lapped it up with my tongue, cleaning every last drop of release and saliva from his skin.
When I was done, I sat back, laying my hands on my thighs, and waited.
