“Oh, I plan to,” I reassure him.
“Now,” he demands.
I dip low, the angle of his hips on the pillow really gives me the most perfect view of his hole, and I can’t stay away any longer. I know I’m only making this little game harder onmyself by flicking my tongue across his puckered rim, but it’ll serve two purposes: drive us both out of our mindsandshow him that he who maintains control possesses all the power.
Vox’s thighs slam shut around my head, and this time a laugh does break free.
Joke’s on him. I could tease him in this position forever.
I dip my tongue inside him, swirl it around the rim, make it flat, and lap at his asshole like it’s water in the desert.
He may have my head trapped with his powerful thighs, but I can still feel when he reaches for his cock again. My wingspan is longer than his and easily long enough to wrap my arms under his thighs. So, in one quick move, I do just that, planting my hands on his legs, locking them against my chest with the backs of his knees over my shoulders When I sit up, I pull him with me, causing his upper back to land on the folded pillow, his ass is now against my chest, and his glistening, angry, straining cock is aimed right at my mouth.
I don’t even have to bend that far in order to deepthroat him.
He bucks against my hold.
“FUCK!” he yells louder than before as he thrusts his hips forward. From this position, he can’t reach my head to hold me in place, and he’s so fucking horny, he’s mad as hell about it. “If you don’t fuck me in the nexttwo seconds,Connor, I swear to God…”
“Yeah, baby? What do you swear?” I ask, moving my knees closer to his body, increasing the angle at which I’m holding him. I slide my hands from the front of his thighs to the back and push. His ankles are now by his head with his ass on full display.
I can feel the control I’ve worked for slipping through my fingers at the sight of him spread open like this.
“Goddamn, this hole’s so pretty. I can’t wait to push your cum inside of it, paving the way for mine.”
“Yes.Yes,please. God, I want that so bad.” He’s back to whining, which is a good sign. Delirium is right around the corner.
I’m so tempted to finger his ass right now, but I already know he’ll explode on the spot, and I want to edge him one more time.
I rim him with my tongue once more before spitting directly on the bull’s eye and happily watching it drip slowly up his back because of the position he’s in. Then, I lower him so his hips are back on the pillow and he’s mostly lying flat.
“Please tell me this means you’re going to fuck me now,” he pleads desperately.
“Fuck you? I haven’t even opened you up yet,” I chastise.
“Connor, I’m going to die.” He says it so matter-of-factly that I damn near burst out in laughter.
“I promise you won’t. Just a little longer.”
I nip my way along his shaft before taking him to the back of my throat again. I’m now so turned on, my gag reflex is basically dormant. Thank God, too, because Vox tries to retaliate by suffocating me with his cock. He holds me flush against his pubic bone by the back of my head until I tap his thigh, needing air.
His cock is pouring so much precum that for a second, I worry his orgasm has already hit.
“You’re going to pay for that,” I tell him, andfuckis he angry.
“Pay for WHAT?You’re literally killing me! It’smewho should makeyoupay!”
“Okay, okay. You want to come?” I ask.
He narrows his eyes at me. “You know I do.”
I spit on his cock and stroke him with my hand. Two pumps and he’s trembling beneath me, muttering nonsense.
“Oh…fuck…please…pleasedon’t stop.”
His voice is growing stronger, telling me he’s not yet where I want him. As soon as his cock twitches in my hand, I squeeze the basehardto stop that orgasm in its tracks, just like the first one.
Vox’s hips buck violently, but my hand doesn’t slide or allow any more friction.
