Quietly, I ease to the next tree that is practically touching the one I’m in, and silently lower myself to the ground. I move quickly, getting behind him on silent feet, instinctively missingthe twigs on the ground, until I’m directly behind him as he turns to face a tree, looking up as if trying to spot me.
He senses me too late. I push him against the tree, rough enough that he brings his hands up to keep from smashing his face into the trunk, giving me the upper hand. Or, rather, the two hands that snake around him and grip his hard cock through his sweats.
He stills, grunting as I rub him, sinking my teeth into his shoulder. “So hard for me already,” I purr, using my other hand to cup his balls through the fabric. He hisses, hips arching into my grip. “I think you like the thrill of the chase, don’t you, Alonzo? It makes you so hard for me. Makes you think that when you catch me, I’m going to bend over and take your cock.” His cock jerks in my grip, and I grin. “Mmmm, someone likes that idea, huh?”
I release him enough to shove my hands past the band of his sweats and boxers, gripping his bare length and stroking him. I move my other hand to join, cupping and gently rolling his balls in my grip.
“Fuck, Rori,” he rasps, his head falling back toward me, eyes closed as he enjoys the sensations. I twist my fist as I move it up and down giving just enough friction to have him thrusting his hips into my grip, then widening his stance to give me more room to play.
“Mmm, such a good boy,” I praise, stilling my hand beneath the head of his cock, swirling my thumb through the precum spilling from him. “So worked up for me, aren’t you? Does being trapped against a tree at my mercy excite you, baby?” I stroke him a couple more times, slower, squeezing his balls just slightly.
He lets out a sound of pleasure, his body shaking with the need to come already. Oh, yes, he loves this. It thrills me. I pull my hand away from his balls, bringing it up to shove at his pantsand boxers, forcing them down. The cool air makes him shiver, and he groans as my free hand cups his ass cheek, spreading him, toying with parts of him that he’s probably never let anyone near. I stroke him faster, shifting so I can put my hand between his spread legs, cupping him from behind.
He jerks, his head falling forward to grind against his hand on the tree as I bring him closer and closer to that edge. “That’s it, baby,” I croon. “Fuck my fist, Alonzo. Show me how much you want this.” His hips move, and I can see the sweat beading down his face, along the back of his neck.
Damn this mask, I want to lick it all up. Instead, I force myself to keep pushing him toward the edge.
“Rori, fuck. Fuck, yes. Fuck.” He grunts, and I can feel his balls draw up tighter as his orgasm climbs. He’s going to come so hard, and I’m so fucking wet at the thought. I want it all. So why am I denying myself?
I yank my hands away from him, halting his orgasm, and he lets out a shocked sound. I move to his side putting my hands on his bare hip to urge him back. He staggers, but rights himself just as I fall to my knees to take him in my mouth. He lets out a low shout of pleasure, one hand coming down to grip the strands at the top of my head as he fucks my face.
The man is crazed, and it’s fucking glorious. I raise my gaze, seeing him looking down at me, eyes glittering with primal desire, face twisted in pained pleasure, and the moonlight behind him casting him in a dark shadow. It’s a sexy sight, but I want more. I want him to fall over the edge. To surrender himself to me.
I cup his balls again, swallowing more of his precum as it spills into my mouth. “So fucking perfect,” Alonzo rasps, his hips jerking but still moving fast as he gets closer and closer. “Love your mouth,orsetta. I plan to fuck it every chance I get. When I come, you’re going to swallow all of me. Every last fucking drop.”
I want to laugh, but instead, I release his balls, sliding my finger back, finding the spot I learned about in a porn movie I saw years ago. I curl my finger against his taint, and he lets out a strangled sound, his body arching as he spills into my mouth. “What the fuck?” he groans, thrusting deeper, hitting the back of my throat.
Thank God I prepared for this, managing not to choke as I keep moving my finger and he almost tears my hair out of my head by the roots.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. It’s not stopping. Fuck.” He shudders, suddenly thrusting my head away from him, unable to take the pleasure anymore, but I stop rubbing his taint to grip his ass to hold him in place as I swallow all of him down.
When he finally settles, he sags forward against the tree, hand dropping limply from my hair. He shudders as I pull away, dragging my tongue along the sensitive skin, and licking away the last few drops.
He told me every drop, after all.
I look up at him, giving him a slow smile as he regards me from beneath hooded eyes. His chest heaves with each breath, and I can see his body still trembling from the force of his orgasm. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and get to my feet, still watching him.
“Such a good boy,” I purr, reaching up to rub my hand along his jaw lightly. He shivers, his eyes never leaving mine, even as they dilate at the praise. Someone might just have a praise kink after all.
He starts to reach for me, but I quickly dodge, glad for his sluggish reactions. I give him a wicked grin. “Better get those Jell-O legs firmed up, Goliath. I want my turn, but you’re going to have to work for it.”
His eyes flash with hunger, and he slowly straightens, reaching down to right his clothes. His cock is still half-hard, butsomething tells me it won’t be long until he’s ready to go again. A shiver of excitement skitters down my spine.
“You just drained me dry,orsetta,” he rasps, his voice husky, but his body already starting to return to full strength. “I think it’s only fair I return the favor. And when I catch you, it’ll be your turn to beg me.”
“You’ll have to catch me first. And we both know that won’t be easy.” I ease back toward the treeline. Toward the shadows that will help me hide.
“It’ll only make the victory that much sweeter.” He steps toward me; slow, measured steps, like a predator stalking its prey.
“You keep calling me little bear, but you forget, bears have teeth and claws, and they like to use them when they’re cornered. I won’t go easy on you, Alonzo.” I give him a wicked grin. “Maybe I’ll have you on your knees begging me this time.” Then I melt into the shadows, turning to run with Hades directly behind me.
Alonzo’s dark laugh fills the air behind me. He’s enjoying this, but so am I. Now I just have to make him work to catch me, and when I’m good and ready, I’ll let him have me. But only when I’m ready, and in the way I want.
Tonight is for me, not him.
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ALONZO
