Chapter 18 Nikolai
NIKOLAI
Icouldn’t breathe. My throat hurt, my jaw ached, and my eyes burned with tears, but this was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me.
The way Lorenzo took control, the way he was finally using me like he wanted to was so hot.
I knew it was probably crazy of me to want this, but I needed him to force me.
I needed him to make this happen. I’d waited so long for my fantasies to be fulfilled, and I was scared, but Lorenzo knew how to make me let go, make me feel and not think.
I didn’t care if it hurt. I needed something to push all the other thoughts, all the reality, out of my head like he had that night when he’d come to my bedroom.
He drove into me. I struggled to relax my throat, but I gagged around him, unable to help it. He didn’t stop. He pulled me toward him until his whole cock was down my throat, my face pressed against the wiry hair at the base.
I couldn’t breathe. I was going to die. He was going to choke the life out of me with his cock, but I didn’t care because somehow, it felt so good. I’d gone beyond the room we were in, beyond myself. I was floating. All that existed in my world was Lorenzo and my need to come.
Finally, as the room was starting to darken at the edges of my vision, he let me go. I fell back onto my heels and braced myself on my good hand, gasping for breath, desperate to get air in my lungs.
After a few moments, Lorenzo grabbed me by the arms, pulling me back up onto my knees. “I’m not done with you.”
I whimpered in response.
“You want more, don’t you? You want to swallow my cum.”
God help me, I did.” “Please.”
Lorenzo was acting just like he had in all my fantasies, taking control, giving commands. He never gave me a choice in my imagination, and it was fucking glorious. I’d come so hard just from imagining him like this.
He pushed his fingers into my mouth so deep I sputtered around them. “Your throat feels so fucking good. You are the best at this.”
I shook my head
“Don’t contradict me.”
I gasped as he pulled his fingers from me.
He could kill me so easily. He really could do anything to me, and I’d have given myself to him.
Even if I hadn’t asked for this tonight, I was under his control.
But it wasn’t at all like what that experience was growing up; I wanted to be here, and he wanted to protect me, not to hurt me.
I opened my mouth for him. “That’s right, baby. You’re such a good boy.”
I took his cock in my mouth again, sucking around it, working him as he thrust in and out.
My own cock was so hard it ached. I reached down to touch myself with my free hand, but Lorenzo pushed it away.
“No touching. Put your hand on me or behind your back. I’ll decide when you get to come.
” I wanted to protest, but my mouth was full of his cock, and this was what I wanted anyway. I wanted him in control.
“I know you want my cum, and one day, I’ll give it all to you to swallow, but today, I’m saving it for your ass.”
Oh fuck. I whimpered around him. That was what I wanted, wasn’t it? But the thought scared me. He was so fucking big.
“You’re going to take all of me, and I’m going to fill your ass with my load, but first, I’m going to fuck your throat some more.”
I whimpered again and fought to swallow around him as he fucked my mouth. When he finally pulled all the way out, I swayed and had to brace myself on my good hand.
“Dizzy.”
“I’ve got you.” He lifted me and set me down on the bed. He took care not to jostle my arm as he slid a pillow under my head and then fit one under my sling. He might’ve just choked me to death with his cock, but he was gentle with me now. I’d never thought a real man could be like this.
I should be embarrassed about how desperate I’d been for him, how much I loved sucking his cock, but my body felt like it was on fire, and all I could think about was my need to get off. I looked up at Lorenzo. “Please. I… I need to come.”
“When I’m ready.”
I shook my head. “I don’t think I can wait much longer.”
“I do. Trust me.”
I shouldn’t trust him, but God help me, I did.
Lorenzo pushed my legs open and ran his fingers over my ass. “So fucking gorgeous. I love that I’m going to be the first man to fill you up, stretch you out, make you come on my cock.”
“Oh fuck.”
“Yes.”
“I… I’m scared.”
“You’re going to love it.”
He teased me, cupping my balls and running his finger lightly up my cock. I arched up, trying to get more friction. His hands moved higher. He toyed with my nipples and then pinched them, drawing a whine from me.
“You like that.”
“I… I don’t know.” At that point, I felt oversensitized. Everything felt like too much and not enough.
Lorenzo ran a thumb up my throat and then pressed it against my lips. He groaned as I licked and then sucked on it. When he took it away, I whimpered.
“Don’t move,” he commanded.
He rose from the bed, and panic raced over me. “Don’t leave me.”
His eyes widened when he looked down. “I would never leave you like this, but if I’m going to fill that gorgeous ass with my cock, we need lube. There’s some in the bathroom.”
“Oh. I…”
“It’s okay. I’ll be right back. You can watch me the whole time.”
I gave a shaky nod. “I don’t know why… I…”
“Shhh. You don’t have to explain. I’m using you hard tonight. It’s normal to be a little shaky.”
I shivered again. I knew if I tried to stand up, I’d pass out. I felt jittery, electrified in a way I couldn’t decide was torture or pleasure. And I needed something to hold on to. I needed Lorenzo to ground me. I didn’t feel real. I needed to know this was actually happening.
I watched as he walked into the bathroom, opened a drawer, and pulled out a small tube. When he returned, he tossed it on the bed and stretched out over me. My breath caught as he lowered his lips to mine. A kiss was the last thing I expected.
He claimed my mouth, forced my lips apart, and pushed his tongue into me like he had his cock. I opened for him, relaxing against the pillow and letting him plunder me. I was his. That was what I wanted, needed.
This is only for tonight.
I snarled at the voice in my head. I didn’t need to think about that now. I needed Lorenzo. No future. No past, just him touching me.
When he ended the kiss, he smiled down at me. “Better?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He sat back on his heels. “Lift your hips.” I did, and he slid a pillow beneath them. Then he pushed my legs open and stared down at me.
I squirmed, feeling too exposed. No one had ever just looked at me like that.
“You’re so hot. I can’t wait to feel your ass squeezing my cock.”
I swallowed hard. I wanted that, but… how would he fit?
“I’ve been thinking about doing this ever since I had to leave you.”
I sucked in my breath. “You have?”
“Yes, it almost killed me to stop. Now that I have you here in my bed, naked and splayed out for me, nothing is going to stop us.”
I glanced toward the sliding door that led to the balcony, remembering how my father had tumbled through the window in the guest room. “What if—”
“I’ll shoot him.” He gestured to the gun he’d set on the nightstand.
“Lorenzo.”
“I’m fucking you tonight, right now, and you’re going to relax and enjoy it. You owe me, remember?”
I shivered. I still wasn’t sure if he really expected payment, but I wanted him, so it didn’t matter. “I remember.”
He squirted lube on his fingers, and I tensed as he slid them along the crack of my ass. “Relax. You know you want this.”
I remembered how split open I’d felt when he’d barely been inside me. “I’m really not sure this is going to work.”
“You can take my cock, baby. I’m not worried.”
I groaned as he pushed a slick finger into me.
“That’s good, right?”
“Yes.”
“Touch yourself while I do this, but do not come.”
I reached for my cock, working it slowly, then faster as he worked his finger in and out. I moved my hips, trying to take him deeper, needing more. I pumped my cock faster and harder, and precum dripped from my cock.
When I thought I couldn’t go on without coming, he took hold of my wrist and tugged on my hand. “No more touching. You’re ready for me now.” I couldn’t stop shifting my hips, lifting my cock, needing more, so much more. “You’re so fucking eager. So ready to be stuffed full of my cock.”
Why did I like it so much when he talked to me like that? I was already worried I’d come the second he was inside me. If he kept saying filthy things to me, I wasn’t going to even make it that long.
“If your arm wasn’t injured, I’d put you on all fours and have you fuck yourself on my fingers while I watched them disappear into your ass.”
“Lorenzo!” I wanted that. I wanted to try it when I was healed, but I wouldn’t be here then. At least I was here now.
“Remember to relax and keep breathing,” he said.
“I’m not sure I remember how.”
He smiled. “You will, but it’s going to take a little while. I’ll go slow at first, but you need this; you need to be fucked hard and deep.”
“God, Renzo.”
I liked him using my nickname. “Tell me, baby. Tell me what you need.”
“No. Please.”
“Yes. Tell me what you want, what you’re ready to beg for. You might be paying me for my protection, but you’re also getting what you’ve craved, what you’ve wanted for so long.”
My cheeks were burning with embarrassment.
“Tell me how you need this.”
“I do. Fuck, I do need this.”
“What do you need?”
“Lorenzo. Please don’t.”
He held my gaze, and I squirmed beneath him. “I… I need you to fuck me. I need you to use my ass.”
“Yes, you do. Who do you belong to now?”
“You. Please.”
He pushed into me then, and I gasped. It felt even more intense than I remembered.
“Breathe.”
I sucked in air.
“That’s better. Now, exhale.”
I did, and he thrust in further. I cried out. “Too much. Too much. I—”
He pressed his hand over my mouth. “It’s not too much. It’s just right. Take it like a good boy.”
I groaned, and he brushed away the hair that had fallen onto my forehead.
He pulled back, sliding out slowly. That felt delicious, but then he was driving in again, stretching me open. There was no way this could work. I was going to split in two.
I fought for control. I wanted to push him away, to fight, to beg him to stop. But I wanted to be his good boy. I wanted to take it. He pulled out again, easing even further into me.
“Keep breathing,” he ordered.
I shook my head. I was frozen, impaled on him. I couldn’t get air. Couldn’t think. He was tearing me apart.
“Niko, look at me.”
I realized I had my eyes squeezed tightly shut. I was trying to handle the stretch, the intensity, the fact that he was taking my body over. Then he shifted, and as he pulled down, his cock dragged over that sweet spot inside, and I gasped.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
I nodded frantically.
“Relax, open up for me.”
He took hold of my cock and slid his slick hand up and down. He moved slowly inside me, giving me more of that intense, magical pleasure as he pulled back and then pushed in, stuffing me fuller.
“All right, I’m going to give you all of it now.”
Was he serious? “Th-That’s not all of it?”
“No, baby, you need a little more. You can do it.”
His thrusts had started to feel so good, but more? Could I really take that?
“You’re such a good boy. You’ve got this.” He pulled out, then drove in harder than before.
I cried out, shaking my head back and forth and trying to protest. My whole body was on fire. I felt like his cock was in me up to my throat.
I’d never imagined being this full, this consumed, this ready to totally give myself to a man.
“Open your eyes.”
I did, meeting his gaze again.
“I’m going to stay right here so you can adjust. This tight ass was made for me. The way I can feel you gripping me is so fucking hot. I can’t wait to come inside you and mark you as mine. I’m going to fill you up until my cum is running down your thighs.”
“Please.” I wanted that so badly. The pain and the fear had all begun to fade away because he wanted me, and I wanted this. I wanted all of him. “More.”
“Keep your eyes on mine,” he ordered. I did.
He pulled out nearly all the way, then pushed back into me slowly, inch by inch, until I was full again.
It felt better this time, and after a few more strokes, I was begging him to go faster.
I started to move my hips, trying to meet his strokes. I wanted to fuck myself on his cock.
“That’s it. I told you how good it would be. Wrap your legs around my waist.”
I did, and he started to move faster and harder. He leaned over me so my cock was trapped between us. I lifted up, arching my back, trying to rub myself against him.
“Please. God. It’s too much.”
“No. This is just right.”
“I can’t stop it. I’m going to come. I can’t wait.”
He squeezed my cock tightly in his hand and gave a long, slow stroke. “Come for me, Niko. Show me how much you love being impaled on me. Show me how much you need me. Show me what a slut you are for me.”
“Yes, yes, take me, please!”