After. He’s confirming there will be an after, which I knew, but it doesn’t mean I like hearing it. But he’s alsoasking me to only be his for the time being, and while anyone else asking me for that would make me run, I won’t with him. “I’m all yours, baby,” I say cheekily.
Hunter chuckles. “And I won’t…with anyone else either.”
“Good.”
Hunter grins, then lowers to the ground. There’s not much that’s sexier than seeing Hunter King on his knees.
“I haven’t been with another guy…not ever.”
I guess since I told him something, he’s doing the same, though his feels more important. I’m not surprised he hadn’t been with a guy before Ellis since they were young, but he hasn’t in the last three years either? That is…big. And he’s choosing me.
“Okay,” I say. “I’ll be good to you.”
He unbuttons and unzips my pants, tugging them and my underwear down. Just seeing him naked and kneeling for me has me half hard. My dick twitches when he kisses my belly, once, twice, three times. He runs his tongue along my growing shaft, pressing his cheek against my skin, then dips lower, licking and sucking my balls, rubbing his face against them.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he says, and that about does me in. I’m fairly certain all the blood in my body is heading straight for my cock. I’m so fucking hard and needy for him already.
And as wild as it sounds, I’m nervous, nervous to fuck Hunter and what that will do to me. But God, I’m fucking dying for it.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Hunter
Sucking dick hasalways been something I really love. There’s something so primal about it, so satisfying, but having Lucas’s dick in my mouth is even more potent, more addicting. Everything he does makes me feel so damn good, and I want to do the same for him, want to pull him to the edge but not let him tip over until his dick is inside me. It’s not something I ever expected to have again. I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d ever let myself be with a man at all again, but being with Lucas is soothing something inside me I thought would be chaotic forever.
Last night, all I’d wanted was to fuck Lucas, to know what it’s like inside him, but today is the complete opposite. I need to know what it feels like to be full of him, to have him pump into me, touching me in places I long to be touched. It’s like, at any moment, I’m preparing for one of us to walk away, so I have to get all the experiences in now before it’s too late.
“Fuck, Hunt. You have such a good mouth,” he says as I bob on his cock. I love the sound of his voice, the way it’s a bit deeper when in the midst of pleasure, like he has to work harder to get the words out.
He pets my head gently, and when I look up, I see him staring at me, a small smile on his lips. Has anyone ever watched me as intensely as Lucas does? Not only when hisdick is in my mouth, but all the time. It’s like he’s always studying for a test on me, like he has to memorize every detail so when he’s quizzed later, he won’t get anything wrong.
I pull off and suck his balls, lick every inch of his heavy sac, maybe like I’ll be tested myself later.
“Come’ere,” he says, tugging me to my feet. He seals our mouths together, pressing his tongue inside mine, quick and hard and hungry before he says, “My turn.” He maneuvers me so my chest is pressed against the wall, ass out, and kneels behind me. “I always wondered what this tastes like.”
He smacks my ass, making me tremble…and what he said catches up to me.Always?
I don’t have time to contemplate what he means because he’s got my ass cheeks spread and his face buried there. Ass eating is an art, and like the artist he is, Lucas excels at it. He moans into my crease, flicking his tongue over my rim, pushing at it, making hungry sounds as I swear it feels like he’s trying to suffocate himself in me.
He pulls back enough to say, “Fuck, I knew you’d be delicious,” before he’s at it again, making out with my hole.
My dick is throbbing, sending vibrations through my body. I push back against him, dying to feel a part of Lucas inside me, wanting to be full of tongue, fingers, cock, I don’t care—anything. I want part of him inside me, hoping like hell it eases some of the emptiness I live with.
“More,” I tell him. Is it an order or a plea? I don’t even know, just that I feel like I could die if he doesn’t comply.
“Anything. Whatever you want.” He spits, and then his finger presses against me. I relax my body, trying to let him inside. “Jesus, you’re tight.” He pauses, kissing my ass cheeks, licking my crease, using his other hand to play with my balls while he slowly works his way in. “That’s it… Fuck, you’re being so good for me, Hunt. Your body is so goddamn hot. You’re opening up for me perfectly.”
Every word makes me relax more, making it easier for Lucas to give me exactly what I want.
“You have no idea how sexy this is…seeing your tight little hole take my finger. I don’t know how I’ll survive when it’s my cock.”
“More,” I beg, and yes, that’s what I’m doing, fucking begging because I feel like I could die if Lucas doesn’t give me more. “Want you to tongue-fuck me. Love the way it feels.”
“Fucking gladly.”
It feels like I’m empty for an eternity, not half a second, before Lucas replaces his finger with his tongue, working it into me. He stiffens it, fucks me with it, squeezes my ass cheeks, plays with my balls, runs his hands up and down my legs while he eats my ass like it’s to decide the winner of a championship game. Jesus, there’s a chance I could come from this, that he could make me shoot all over my wall just with the way he works his tongue in and out of my body. I push back against him, hands fisted, practically whimpering in pleasure.
“You’re so responsive. I love it. You’ve been needing this, haven’t you?”
