Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Maybe, just maybe, I was enough for him.
That was a dangerous thought.
I sucked him sloppily, getting his cock thoroughly wet before I pulled off. I wrapped my hand around him again and stroked, gripping tighter. Once again, he put his hand over mine, forcing me to move faster. I teased his slit at the top of the stroke, and he groaned.
“Let me do this. Let me pleasure you.”
He moved his hand to my hair, holding me there, letting me know he could still control me. It didn’t scare me. I wanted that. I also wanted the chance to taste him again.
I teased his shaft with the tip of my tongue. One hand tightened in my hair and the other stroked the side of my neck. I pressed into his touch as I took him in, still not close to going all the way, but I used my hand at the base of his cock to stroke him fast and hard.
I looked up to meet his gaze. He looked blissed out, like he wanted nothing more than this. My heart skipped a beat, and I took him too deep, gagging around him.
He pulled back. “I’m not going to come until I’m buried inside you, but another time I’m going to fuck your face until I spill my load, and you’re going to take it all.”
I nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“There’s lube in the nightstand drawer. Get on the bed and use it to open yourself up.”
“Are you always this demanding?” There I went again, asking questions I shouldn’t.
“Only when I’ve been pushed to the breaking point.”
“I can’t break you. I’m no match for you.”
“The throbbing in my dick says otherwise. Get. On. The. Bed.
I smiled as I did. If I was dreaming, I hoped I would never wake up. I fumbled through the drawer he’d indicated, finding lube and a condom.
I laid the foil packet on the bed, and with trembling hands, I squirted lube onto my fingers. I’d never done this while someone watched.
I knelt up and reached behind myself, sliding my fingers along my crack until I could tease the edge of my hole. I glanced at X. He was watching intently, his cock still hard and leaking. But I had to ask. I had to be sure. “You really want to do this?”
“I don’t ask for things I don’t want. Show me how you get yourself ready.”
“Um… I don’t usually.”
“Are you telling me you don’t own a dildo, that you don’t slick yourself up and then use it.”
I swallowed hard and my cheeks burned. “I… um…”
“Show me.”
I pushed a finger into my ass and sank my teeth into my bottom lip as I enjoyed the feel of it stretching me. I quickly added another and worked them in and out slowly.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” X murmured.
I kept my eyes closed as I rode my fingers, pushing them deeper.
“Touch your cock,” he commanded.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but I obeyed.
“That’s good. You’re doing such a good job. You’re getting yourself all ready for me, aren’t you?”
“How can I possibly believe you haven’t done this before?”
“I’ve had sex before. Plenty of it. Just not with a man. Now stop talking, and do what I told you.”
Jesus, I could probably come just from him talking to me like that. I worked my fingers in and out, stretching myself as I worked my cock with the same rhythm. I couldn’t keep it up much longer. “Please. I’m going to come.”
“I want to watch.”
“I want—”
“You want to please me, and I want to watch you come while stuffing your own ass and working your own cock.
“Oh my God.”
I added another finger and pushed even deeper as I increased the speed of my strokes. I was right there, so close, so ready…
I cried out as come shot from my cock.
“Yes,” X said. “Give it all to me. Don’t stop.”
I kept working my cock until it was too sensitive, then I pulled my fingers from my ass and looked at X.
He smiled. “That was perfect. You gave me exactly what I wanted. I’m so proud of you.” His words felt like a caress. “And now, you’re going to give me more.”
“Yes, sir. Whatever you want.”
“Lie back.”
I did, feeling suddenly much too vulnerable. “It might be easier if I…” I started to turn over so I could get on my hands and knees.
“No. Lie on your back and open your legs. I want to see you just like that. I’m not trying to pretend you’re someone else. I’m not afraid of this. I want you, and I want to watch you while I take you.”
He looked at me like I fascinated him, and it was too much. If he kept it up, I was going to cry.
19
Xavier
Emilio was so passionate, so needy. Watching him come had been the most erotic experience of my life, and I hadn’t even touched him.