“I hated you so much,” he admits reluctantly. “I did nothing but think about you,allday, every day. Dreaming up ways to hurt you…”
I gulp.Okay, but why does that make me even harder?
I’m seriously fucked.
“I guess the revenge fantasies mixed with the sexual ones,” he admits. “I didn’t understand it at the time. What I wanted you to… do to me.”
My dick has seriously never ached so hard in my life.
“What did you want me todoto you, pajarito?” I purr, touching his chest.
He kisses my jaw, trailing his lips to my ear and whispers, “I wanted you to take my virginity.”
God damn holy fuck…
“Fuck me…” I shiver. “Baby, I wish I could have…”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save it for you, Diablo.” He picks back up, rocking leisurely between my legs.
“As long as I have you now.” I hold his jaw and kiss his lips. “That’s all that matters.”
“You have me…”
“You have me too, pajarito.”
Fuck, you have all of me, baby…
Our kisses build back up to hot and slippery wet, bodies tangling in the middle of my large bed. I feel like I’m in a dream. Nothingrealhas ever felt this good before.
Angel kneels between my legs, and now I’m lifting, wrapping them around him. Until his long, heavy erection somehow ends up pointed down. And then it’s wedged in between, and he’s stillrocking… sliding it forward and back.
“You’re so hot, Papi.” He bites on my lips, down my throat, to my chest. “Are you mine, Diablo?”
“I never want anyone else as long as I’m breathing,” I say these words, professing something so ardent in this bare moment. A completely unfiltered truth. “Mmff…Angel. Baby, that feels… s-so good.”
“Yea?” He licks my nipple, sucking it and drawing out a heavy pulse from my eager cock.
His hips thrust, thick shaft gliding between my cheeks. Winding me into a stupor. I’m barely even cognizant that this isn’t something I’ve ever done before. I’m just buzzing and spinning, and leaking, and desperate.
Brushing fingers through his hair and down his shoulders, I mumble, “There’s… lube. Beneath the pillow.”
Angel seems just as out of it as I am as he hums, “Mm… ‘kay.”
Reaching around, he locates a bottle, handing it to me. I’m working on some sort of instinct, in a complete and total trance as I open it and pour a bunch out onto my fingers. Then I bring them down, but instead of stroking it onto my cock… I rub it onto his.
I coat his cock with lube where it’s still between my cheeks, painting slickness all over us both. He keeps writhing, and I’m holding him there, while simultaneously relaxing.
I feel myself both spinning out of control, and greedy with fiercewantfor this unfamiliar sensation. Muscles easing in surrender I think I’ve wanted for a long time. But I was never able to give it up fully…
Until right now… UntilAngel.
My Angel… Who’s wanted to kill me and fuck me since he was a child.
“You’re perfect,” I whisper into his mouth when he returns for more scorching kisses.
“Ivory…” he breathes, rearing back enough that this time the slick curve glides over my waiting hole.
“Baby…” I quiver when it happens again, andagain. The movement of his hips taunting me with what I want. “Fuck me, Angelito.”
