“Why…did you…s-stop?” Is my greedy little chick scolding me?
I make him face the building, hands on the wall, and pull down his briefs and pants to his ankles.
“You disappointed?”
His instant nod makes me smirk. “Wasn’t I good?” he whispers low.
I grab him by the neck and turn his head toward me. “You were too fucking good. So good. But right now I don’t want to come unless it’s inside your ass.”
My hands find his hips, and I scoot him backward, my hard dick snuggles into the apex of his thighs. I rub it against his bare balls and shaft, feeling smug when he starts to thrust back.
“Spit.” I lift my hand near his face. “I want your hole all shiny for me.”
Saliva isn’t as good as lube, but it will make me feel everything, every pulse, squeeze, ridge, and tightness. He spreads his cheeks, showing me the pink pucker. I add more saliva and startpushing a finger in. It goes quite smoothly to the knuckle. He still feels soft and stretched from last night.
“How do you walk around carrying something this pretty?” I whisper in his ear, making him whimper.
I know my dirty talk excites him. That’s why he starts rocking his hips, sucking my whole finger in. Then a second one. And a third. I spank his cheek, enjoying the flesh jiggling and the redness spreading. Fuck, he’s got an amazing rear.
“If you want to get your ass pounded, don’t stop.” My voice is deep. I’m at my limit now.
“I want it. Yes,” he moans as he keeps riding my fingers like a pro. His face turns slightly, showing me his flushed cheeks. His glasses have slid down his nose.
The sudden noise of voices close by makes him freeze. I feel the sudden urge to leave my trace all over his body so people will know he’s taken. But also deep inside him, sohewill know who possesses him.
I pull out my fingers and move the other hand on his mouth to cover the loud gasp I know would leave his lips. I spread my precum over my dick and add spit to it. Then I place my cockhead near his slick entrance, the world could end right now, but I’m still stuffing this hole.
When I push my dick into his ass, he clenches tightly, as if he’s been waiting for it all day. His hole quivers with hunger, his insides throbbing, working hard to suck me deeper. Jesus fuck, this little chick is going to take everything I have. I kiss his neck, suck on his pulse—without biting—I want to feel it beat inside my mouth, under my tongue. So precious, yet so fragile.
It’s so fucking good being inside him even without moving. I can feel each and every muscle tensing and squeezing my cock. The heat and pressure surrounding me have his body squirming under me.
He pushes the side of his face on the wall and pulls my hand an inch away from his mouth, just to say, “Take me however you want.”
Sully Carver, I already know I can. I ease out only to batter my way back inside. Vulgar noises of skin hitting skin repeatedly reverberate with the sound of heavy panting. The way he squeezes and twitches around my cock feels fucking amazing.
“Which do you like better, when I pull out or when I push all my nine, hard, thick inches back in?” I growl, stuffing his ass full again.
His expression changes with every word I say. His honesty and eagerness are fucking arousing.
“Please don’t stop,” he mumbles, licking the palm of my hand.
“Don’t stop what?” I wait for his response.
“Taking…me,” he’s barely able to get out.
That’s what I like to hear. I pull his arms back and around my neck and lean his body against mine. “Hold on to me, Sully.”
I pound into him with complete abandon. He’s so damn tight like he’s trying to bite down on my dick. Clenching and squeezing, fucking milking me. Does he like the thought of carrying my cum that much? He’s a fucking natural, and all mine.
He has my hand over his mouth, but judging by his increasing moans he’s getting closer. I shift my dick until I’m sure I’m hitting his prostate and then start to jerk him off.
“Soak me in your pleasure. I’ll wear it on my dick until we get home, and then I’m going to make you suck it off, naked on your knees. You’ll love it, won’t you?”
Two more pumps and his cum covers my palm, fingers, and the ground. He’s rhythmically squeezing me. His hole seems to want me inside twenty-four seven, and I’m very fucking tempted.
My orgasm nearly tears me apart as my balls start emptying. In the midst of all the pleasure, my eyes find the curve of his shoulder, where the hoodie slid off and left it bare. Next thing I feel is his blood coating my tongue as I bite into his skin. His whole body jolts against mine, then shakes as more cum leaves his cock, and his hole clenches even tighter. Pleasure floods me, my hips jerk violently, jizz shooting deep inside him.
My teeth are still clasped to reassure myself he’ll be properly marked by me. I can’t fucking stop. I keep hammering and rutting into him, still unloading inside. My cum continues to shoot from my cock while I fuck him until he’s soaked in it. All wet and owned by me. I growl my bliss, surging one final time, giving him the last drops.
