He seems surprised I’m checking in. “Oh, no, that’s not too much. That was the spot.”
Mmmm. I love knowing I’m the reason for his pleasure, and it seems to make his body open right up for me, until soon I’m balls-deep inside, watching his eyes roll back as he bites his lip. I cup my hand behind his neck and draw him close. “Why don’t you let me bite that for you?” He doesn’t seem to know what I’m talking about, so I go in, placing his bottom lip between my teeth, tugging gently.
I start off with subtle movements. It’s clear that just my spit and the bit of lube I’ve used is making this more challenging, but his ass adjusts as I continue teasing my teeth along his lips.
When I can tell he’s ready, I give a good thrust, and as he calls out, “Fuck, Miles,” I crush my lips against his, holding him in place as I take what’s mine, broad thrusts in and out.
I slide my hand from his neck around to his throat, holding on as I speed up my movements. “Fuck, you’re such a good bottom,” I admit as I revel in the grip his ass has on me, the way he surrenders to me. I release his throat and lean back, hooking my thumbs under the jock, holding on to keep his ass in place as I keep fucking him. I must not realize my own strength because soon the whole damn desk is rocking about, rattling as it hits the windowsill.
He reaches for his cock, but I seize his wrist. “No,” I say, swatting it away.
I take hold of him, stroking for him while I fuck, watching as he leaks into his navel. I slide my thumb across it and steal a taste.
Dax watches, panic in his expression as he warns, “I’m getting too close.”
“Not until I say.”
He grits his teeth. “Then you have to stop fucking me like that.”
The way his ass starts to tense up, I know I’m really pushing my luck here; he’s liable to blow at any moment, but I’m not finished with him, not yet.
I figure a change of position might help, so I lean down. “Put your arms around me.”
Again, he’s so good at following instructions. I wrap my arms around his thighs, hoisting him into the air and carrying him over to the adjacent wall, pinning him against it. He grips with his legs around my hips, and I wrap my arms around historso, interlocking my fingers to keep him in place as I fuck. I didn’t realize how satisfying it would be to have him like this, in complete control of his body, leaving him suspended midair as I maintain thrusts, watching him jerk about.
“I don’t know how the fuck you thought that was gonna help,” he says, his expression strained.
“You promised,” I remind him.
His eyes roll back, but I see a flash of worry—he’s about to lose control. He reaches for his cock, and I’m pleased when he stops himself.
“Good boy,” I tell him, and he twists up, his ass tightening again.
I’m mounting so fast, the urgency in me taking me close, and given how on edge he is, I know I have to fully enjoy this before I take him too far.
“You want to feel my cock pulsing in you as you take my cum?”
He opens his mouth to reply, but I must’ve hit him just right because he moans instead, throwing his head back against the wall. “Yes, fucking come. And then please let me come. Fuck, please, Miles. I can’t go much longer.”
“You’ll go as long as I say. You promised, remember?”
Somehow, despite the way he’s trembling in my hold, barely able to focus because of the way I’m working him up, he manages a nod. “Yes, yes, I won’t…”
Something about seeing just how obedient he is takes me too far, and it’s a powerful rush, heat surging through me before the final burst of sensation sends me over the edge. I release in a series of rapid thrusts, calling out so loudly, you’d think we weren’t in a packed frat house.
“Oh, please, Miles. I can’t… This is fucking…”
“Do it, go now,” I say, releasing him from his contract, and despite the fact that I’m still coming, I manage to control mygaze enough to watch him shoot a burst that jumps at me, hitting my chin before the threads streak across his abs. That was plenty, but then there’s more, another burst that adds to the mess, and I cherish the sight, knowing how I kept it all pent up before allowing him to free it.
I take his lips once again, feeling his wet cum sliding from my chin onto his face in a series of messy kisses as we come down from the experience together, panting, breathless. I press my forehead to his, nuzzling into his face, totally and utterly satisfied.
“I think you just made a huge mistake,” I warn him.
“Huh?”
“Because if you think now that I’ve had this ass, I’m gonna give it any peace, you’re out of your fucking mind.”
I don’t give him a chance to respond, just keep kissing him, enjoying the pleasure that chases all the demons away.
