“I love you, too. Now go. I’ll call my sexy lawyer fiancé. I’m looking forward to my punishment.” He slides back inside the car.
“I’m surrounded by overprotective gorillas,” he mutters, heading toward the dorm.
He sounds annoyed but his lips are slowly curling up. If he bites his lip… He bites his lip. All the blood in my body rushes south. He releases that soft, plump flesh, and I can see the indentations of his teeth in it, in that juicy and red and slick…Jesus fucking Christ. My little chick needs to get fucked.
He looks at me, unaware of the dirty nature of my thoughts. But I want him to know. I scan our surroundings for a hidden spot and find one a few yards to the right, a private corner behindthe tall bushes where two brick walls intersect. I hid there a couple of times waiting for darkness to fall. It’s time to make his outdoor sex kink a reality.
“Where are we going?” He giggles, tripping on a tree root as I hastily pull him.
“Need to plow you, Little Chick. Now!”
As soon as we are out of sight, I spin him so his back is against the wall. He reaches up to cup my face and goes on his tiptoes. I lower my head, savoring the way he instinctively closes his eyes, surrendering to my mouth. His lips remind me of soft, lustrous, smooth velvet. And I deepen the kiss as soon as he parts them. He tastes sweet, like he ate a dessert before I got to him.
He moans against my tongue as I turn the kiss into a carnal encounter. My palm falls on the wall near his face while my arm slides around his narrow waist, pulling him flush against my hard body. I break the kiss, and he opens his eyes and stares up at me with undiluted desire. My breath hitches and stalls as I gaze back at him. A masterpiece that’s what he is. One I want to wreck and mold as my own.
Dipping my head, I catch his bottom lip between my teeth and give it a demanding tug.
“Open,” I order. He parts his lips instantly and lets me delve right in. This kiss is sensual, lazy, dirty. I lick into his mouth, take his taste inside me. Let it mark me. I’m palming and shaping his ass, enjoying every little shudder and shaky breath I cause. I make him hard just from kissing.
“I want to shove my dick in you right this second,” I say darkly, gauging his reaction.
His forehead drops on my shoulder, hands fisting my thermal shirt, while his whole body quivers. “How are you always so bold and confident? Aren’t you scared?” The fabric of my shirt against his mouth muffles his voice.
“I don’t face my fears. I ride them. Like you will ride my cock, Little Chick.” My fingers press through his pants between his ass cheeks.
He moans as his hips jerk forward. “Why do you call me that?”
“Because you’re soft.” I knead his fleshy ass. “Delicate.” Suckle on the crook of his neck. “And you could fit into the palm of my hand.” I slide my fingers in his pants and wrap them around his dick. He feebly whispers my name, eyes closed, head tilted to the side to give me better access to his neck. I got him. Or so I thought.
“Wait,” he suddenly says, and for the first time in my life, I listen to someone else’s demand.
Sully slides down on his knees, silently. His hooded eyes are locked with mine as he starts to open the buttons on my jeans. My dick slaps him on the face when he releases it from the fabric restraint. And he jerks back for a moment. His soft hands brush the length, fingers moving over it like he’s attempting to save it to memory—it’s erotic all the same.
“You don’t use underwear.” His statement doesn’t need a reply, so I don’t say anything.
He wets his lips with that damn fucking tongue and then finally leans down and licks the pink tip before swallowing it into his mouth.
“Yeah. Get my dick nice and wet unless you want it to hurt when I drop you on it,” I hiss, grabbing a fistful of his hair.
I don’t particularly enjoy blowjobs since I found that most people are shit at it. But I like Sully’s enthusiastic efforts. I like it very much.
“Use that tongue on my balls. Good Little Chick.” His oral fixation is fucking sexy. I bet he’s dripping with precum. “Like that. Savor the taste.”
His technique is terrible, but the view…fuck. His trembling hands, misty eyes, and stuffed mouth make my cock grow even bigger. He’s sucking aggressively, swirling his tongue around the heavy balls.
“Look how fullthey are for you, ready to nut.” I’m not lying. It’s too soon, though.
I pull on his hair, moving his mouth toward my cock again. Need to feed it to him. My patience is much shorter than my dick. Molding my expression into a mask of dominance, I growl, “Open wide. I’m going to fuck your throat.”
Sully’s eyes flash with raw eagerness as he quickly parts his lips wide. Fucking hell, but he’s the perfect toy. I grab a better hold of his hair and slide my dick down his throat slowly, without stopping.
He chokes on it, but doesn’t try to push me away—my grip on his locks is loose.
“You should have told me you liked dick this much, Little Chick.” I smirk as heat spreads across my body in waves. This is the hottest mouth I’ve ever fucked. I’m hypnotized by the sight of my thrusting length working in and out his puffy lips. The sexy littlenoises he makes as I go shallow and the gurgling, choking ones as I push deeper. The way my balls drag up and down his smooth chin.
“Don’t lower your beautiful eyes. You looking all red and shy turns me the fuck on,” I pant. Fuuuuck. “Let me hear you struggle for more.” I hold his head still and start face-fucking him. I find it hard to see anything beyond his incredible mouth, his gorgeous face, and those goddamn teary eyes.
Before coming down his throat, I pull him up, and he coughs and gasps, leaning against me.
