None of that happens.
If anything, my dick swells and pulses, I’m so close…
“But you’re not ready for that, so this…” He exhales sharply. “I will be taking my sweet time with this.”
“Fuck…I’m…I’m…”
“You’re going to come?”
“Yeah…just…faster…”
“Be a good boy and close your thighs for me, baby. Make me come, too.”
I clench my legs together on autopilot. My head’s so foggy, I can’t think straight. All I can do is feel the sparks of blinding pleasure and bask in his unapologetic firm touch.
Marcus groans deep in his throat as he picks up his pace, still controlled but faster, and the friction is so good, I drop my head on the metal.
“That’s it, baby…your big cock is so slippery wet.”
“Yes…there…right there…yes, fuck!”
“Come for me, baby.” He licks that spot behind my ear. “Show me who the fuck you belong to.”
I don’t know what sends me over the edge. Whether it’s his words, the ruthlessness of his cock rubbing, or the pulsing pain in my ass.
Whatever it is, I’m tumbling down at an alarming speed, and a choked noise slips from my lips. My dick swells and swells, then bursts all over the place in an absolute mess.
My cum’s everywhere—on the locker, floor, and him.
It’s like I couldn’t mark him enough.
Wait.Markhim?
What the fuck? I don’t think about marking others. Have zero interest in that business, actually.
“Fuck, baby, that’s a lot of cum.” He grunts, his voice so low and raspy, tilting on the loss of control.
He grabs my hips tighter, dragging my ass against his groin, and thrusts harder, the friction so intense and painfully delicious.
“You…” I pant, my voice husky and out of breath. “Just come already…”
“Oh fuck…say that again… Mmm.”
“Come…” I trail off, then command, “Come forme.”
“Fuck!”
I watch with a sort of hypnotization as the purple veins on his cock throb, and then he erupts all over mine. Pulses of thick cum cover me whole, and my dick twitches.
My body is shaking as I keep staring at our cum mixing and forming a puddle on the floor. It’s filthy and achingly titillating, a sight that shouldn’t feel this good.
He nuzzles his nose in my hair, inhaling me deeply, hishands around my waist keeping me steady. We’re both panting, our ragged breaths reverberating in the air during the aftermath of whatever the fuckthatwas.
A mistake I’ll regret in epic fashion, that’s what.
I need to go and have a meltdown in Dr. Duret’s house in the middle of the night.
Not the first time it’s happened—won’t be the last either.
