Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
MAURICIO
My dick perked up at his offer, but the gentleman in me offered a small protest. “As tempting as that is, my cum isn’t a worthy substitute for dinner.”
He pushed me back against his kitchen counter, then lowered himself to his knees in front of me. The challenging way he gazed up at me was enough to inspire an erection. “True, but it’s going to make for one hell of a good appetizer.” He undid the button and zipper of my pants, tugging them and my briefs down. It freed my arousal, which stood at attention and silently begged for him to worship it. His cocky grin made it twitch with need. “ Bon appétit .”
That was all the warning I got before he put on a show of teasing my length with his tongue. He rested the tip on his pillowy, soft lips, then slid it inside his welcoming, wet warmth. I shifted my stance as he began expertly sucking my dick. As he picked up speed and let me glide deeper into his mouth, I laced my fingers through his blond hair with a sigh. My other hand braced against the counter behind me for support.
I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looked like he was experiencing rapturous joy as he sucked me off with great zeal. The combined sensation of his hand jerking me off at the base of my cock was divine. It had been so long since I had enjoyed such a skilled blow job. I gladly surrendered myself to his talents.
As he worked up to deep-throating me, I struggled to smother my sounds of enjoyment. A protracted moan escaped from me as he hummed low in his throat while working my length. His enthusiasm sent me soaring as I tried my best not to thrust too deeply into the feeling. His challenging blue gaze was such a huge turn-on, as was the way he wrapped his beautiful lips around my dick while sucking it for everything it was worth.
I had to bite back a curse when he let me slip free. Instead of leaving me hanging, he switched to jerking me off, which was its own form of pleasure. I thrust into his tight grip in search of relief.
His smile was angelic and devilish at the same time. “Do you want to come in my mouth, or would you rather shoot your load on my face?”
The question made me groan, as both options were deeply enticing. “Let me see you swallow me down.”
"Gladly." He guided me back into his wet heat to work my length with vigor, like our lives depended on it.
I cried out, unable to restrain myself when he reached back to grope my ass. It got even better when he used his hold to force me deeper into his throat. “Fuck, I won’t last much longer.” Not when his mouth was offering me sexual nirvana of the highest order.
All it took was for him to moan around me with a look of pure rapture to make me come. “Ezra!”
He swallowed me down, then licked me clean. The way he wiped the excess from the corner of his lips, then sucked it off his thumb, pushed me to my limits.
Tugging up my pants, I tackled him to the ground to pin him under me. I kissed him hard, loving the taste of my pleasure on his tongue as it dueled against mine. His erection pressed against me, and I had no intention of letting him suffer. Dinner was important, but I wasn’t stopping until he shouted my name as he climaxed.