Chapter 45 #2
Spit slicks my lips, trailing down my chin, down my throat. I steal breaths in the brief seconds he pulls back. That is until he drives forward and buries himself to the base, cutting off my air completely.
The lack of oxygen makes every sensation scream louder—his cock heavy on my tongue, the relentless vibrations, the burn in my chest. I squirm, hips thrusting forward on instinct.
“Eyes up.” His voice is rough, commanding, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
I obey and look up at him through watery eyes, face flushing from the ache for breath. My shoulders jerk involuntarily, and only then does he relent, pulling back just enough to let me gasp, though his cock never leaves my mouth.
I haven’t taken my eyes off him, and the way he smiles at me has my heart somersaulting. Admiration. Desire. My entire body floods with affection from just one look.
He draws his hand down my temple. “Masterpiece.”
After another moment of me holding him in my mouth, he pulls away. He bends over, sliding his hands under my arms and lifting me to my feet. I’m lean but still tall, so the ease with which he picks me up is undeniably hot.
Our mouths meet in a passionate kiss, his tongue already seeking mine. He wraps his arms around my midsection and lifts me higher, which I’m grateful for—I definitely don’t want to walk with this thing inside me.
Or maybe I do.
I have no idea, honestly. I’m already starting to feel blissed out.
He moves to lie me onto the bed, and I twitch with pleasure immediately. The toy inside me leaves me feeling full. I know it isn’t as big as Keo, so I’m not sure why it feels like this. The sensation is overwhelming, but undeniably delicious.
I’ve never used toys before Keoni, and I hope to keep exploring all these new things with him.
He turns me onto my stomach, and hoists my knees up, angling my ass to the ceiling.
The vibration kicks back on and I release a moan only muffled by the mattress.
“Fuck, I’m jealous.” Suddenly, the plug shifts, and I feel stretched as one of the thick balls slips out. “My cock is dripping to be inside you, Ayden.”
He pushes it back in, and I bite down onto the sheets as he does it over, and over again.
“Ah—K-Keo, please, fuck t-that’s it.”
He then pushes it in, and I feel yet another ball stretch me open, but there’s no pinch at the end.
“How’s my cock feeling?” His fingers wrap around my throbbing length, and I whimper. “Mmm… you make the sexiest sounds for me, sunshine.”
The vibration hasn’t stopped, and I’m left wondering how I haven’t come yet considering how incredible all these sensations feel together.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he croons, slowly pulling out the plug. I try to relax, but the balls exiting make it impossible. My stomach twists into knots, begging for release. “I want to fill your ass with my cum, and then I’ll clean up my mess before we take a break.”
I expect him to go right in—I’m prepped and ready—but he doesn’t.
Instead, he reaches around my throat and pulls me up onto my knees. His warm breath fans against my ear as he whispers, “Ayden, I want you to ride my cock… I want to see my man come apart and come all over us both.”
It’s a question. I can tell because he knows how I feel about perception. I’ve never done it, and he is checking on me, to not put me into a position without my consent.
I’ve never been tied up. Never had my dick sucked before him. Never felt safety like this.
He sees me—and my limits—more clearly than I do, and I truly trust him with my life. That trust extends to this: my pleasure, our sex life.
“I want to ride you, baby,” I whisper confidently.
A hungry sound escapes his throat as he bites into my shoulder, sending lightning down my spine.
Without undoing my wrists, he moves from behind me and gets onto the bed. He aids me in crawling to him, settling me in front of him before grabbing the lube and coating his extremely hard cock. The veins look angry and I’m glad he prepped me so well.
Once it’s slick, he takes me by the hips, helping me straddle him. Our chests press together as he reaches between us, adjusting me so the head of his cock glides perfectly from the space between my balls to my ass.
The moment I feel it in place, I lower myself onto him.
As his head breaches, I throw my head back. He’s not rushing me, letting me take this as slow, or fast, as I want. But I don’t want any less than what he gives me.
As I adjust to his girth stretching me and his length filling me, I’m ready to have him fuck me like he always has—without restraint.
“Fuck, Ayden, you feel incredible.”
That bar of his hits in a completely different place in this position, and I vibrate with ecstasy as I do my first lift on him. With my arms bound behind me, all I have is the strength in my thighs. That, and his hands which come to my hips. He begins moving me, up and down.
“You take me so good.” His breathless words have me trembling.
“Yes, please, right there…” My own just as winded, as I feel every inch of him drag in and out of me.
When he falls onto his back, I look down at him.
Holy fuck—the look of absolute devastation on his glorious face makes me clench. He’s sweating, that five o’clock shadow I’ve begged for, giving him a rugged, hungry edge that has me biting my lip.
“You belong right here, riding what’s yours and yours alone.”
He guides my movements, and with each thrust I feel him hitting that sensitive spot inside me. The piercing dragging against my walls sends a shiver down my spine every time.
“Baby, fuck, that’s it, please… touch me,” I beg.
“Oh god,” he groans, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. “I’m not going to last, you talking like that.”
“I want you to come inside me,” I continue. “Stroke my cock.”
“Ayden…” he growls.
“Please.”
I feel his legs shift, his knees lifting as he thrusts up, making my back arch.
One of his hands stays on my hip while the other wraps around my slick cock. I swear, the moment he strokes once, my balls tighten, my stomach clenches around my heart, and I’m coming.
“Fuck! Keo!”
“Goddamn it, that’s it, Ayden. That’s it. Come for me.”
I sit fully onto him, but he keeps thrusting deep and hard. My cum flies across his stomach and chest. I make a mess—holy fuck, and I just keep coming.
His grunts accompany the pressure of his climax filling me, and I can’t hold myself up. I collapse forward onto his chest, and he adjusts, spreading my ass with his hands as he continues pumping into me.
He slows after a few more thrusts, until he just holds himself inside me.
Both of us are breathing hard, and after a moment of stillness, Keo wraps his arms around my back and begins undoing the rope. As soon as I’m free, he rolls us so we’re lying opposite each other, then slowly pulls himself out of me.
He settles over me, grinning as he draws in a deep breath through his nose. I don’t hesitate to wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him down to me. He kisses me and gently lets his weight rest on me.
Then he lifts his head, brushing back the strands of sweat-damp hair from my forehead. His grin softens into a tender, loving smile.
“Ayden…” The words that come out of his mouth surprise me so much it feels like shock rippling through me. “I love you.”
My eyes widen, my lips parting, but no words come out. Did… I just hear him right?
I lose all sense of time, and before I realize it, I catch the flicker of worry crossing his face.
Did he just…
“You… going to say something?” he asks, and I can genuinely hear the concern in his voice. But why would he need to be? Oh my god.
“Keo… I love you, too.” He has to know how equally obsessed I am with him. How much I love him. How I would die for him. Live for him. Right?
He releases a soft sigh. “Scared me for a second…”
I grab the sides of his neck and pull him back down into a deep kiss.
“As if I couldn’t love you,” I say between turning my head to deepen the passion between us.
He hums and slides his tongue into my mouth.
“That’s what I love to hear,” he says while pulling away. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”
I smile stupidly. “Where’s the shower?”
“Outside.”
“Great…”
“But that’s not what I meant.”
My eyes widen. “What… do you mean?”
He winks and moves down. Wait… Is he about to…
I gasp as his tongue crosses my ass.
Holy fuck. I need this for the rest of my life. I need him. I don’t think I could live in a world where all of this, no, all of him… Keoni Pierce, didn’t exist.