He let out a shuddering breath as he rammed his cock in my mouth, both hands firmly gripping the back of my neck. He gave me no quarter as he pushed inside. My eyes watered, but I kept taking him in. He thrust in a couple of times, his mouth in a flat line and his eyes rolling as he fucked my face.
“So pretty, those pink lips around me. God, you can suck cock.”
I moaned again and he unclasped one of his hands to run a finger over the side of my face. “I’m going to fuck into your mouth, but when I’m ready to come, I’m going to bend you over that bed and give you this cock until you scream my name.”
That’s what I wanted. That’s what I needed right now. I hummed in approval, making him hiss and push in hard again.
Elias must have been feeling as desperate as I was. After a couple more thrusts, he pulled out and lifted me to him, kissing me as he walked us to the bed.
“We’re wearing too many clothes,” I gasped, and I started tugging the fleece over his head as he toed off his hiking shoes. After Elias was naked, I stood back to admire him as I made quick work of my clothes. Pretty soon we were standing in front of each other, completely bare. I’d seen his body so many times by now, touched every inch of it. Licked and nipped at leisure. This felt different.
This was more.
I reached out to him, his long, rangy body such a contrast to my stockier build, but we fit perfectly. He was everything I needed.
Without a word I got on the bed and lay on my stomach, ready for him. In the midst of the lust, there was a hint of something that felt so right, like this was exactly where I needed to be. That this man would always be what I needed. I didn’t want to think about me leaving or his worries right now. This was just for us.
I heard his breath catch as I rested my head on my forearms, then felt his hands running down my spine. “Tell me you’re mine, konjo.”
“I am yours.” I felt no hesitation, the words leaving my lips before my mind could catch up. He was wider than me, not bulky but strong, and when he rested his chest against my back I felt like we would combust, our skins were so hot pressed together. He brought his hand down to my ass and rubbed his finger against my hole, making me shiver.
“Are you going to let me in here?” He asked the question as his fingers brushed against the furled skin around my rim.
“Yes,” I panted as he pressed a dry finger very gently against my opening.
“First, I’m going to love you with my tongue and fingers. Get you ready for me.”
“I want that, so much.”
He thrust against me and I could feel his cock brush my ass. “I can’t wait to be so deep inside you. You won’t be able to think about anything that isn’t how full you are of me.”
“Ungh.” I pushed myself up and spread my legs wider. “Why do you hate me?”
Elias let out a startled laugh as he knelt behind me, his mouth so close to where I needed him, but still not touching. He ran his teeth over my ass cheek as he used his hands to spread me open.
“You’re evil,” I said, barely able to speak at this point.
His laugh only got filthier the more I whined. Soon he was lapping at my taint and the sensitive skin around my rim with his tongue, and I was burning for him to be inside. With Elias’s hands on me, everything always felt so much easier, but there was an urgency right under the ease that never seemed to diminish.
“Please, baby, just touch me. With your fingers, with your tongue, your cock. I don’t care.”
I felt his tongue probing at my hole, then his finger spreading me open for his mouth, and I collapsed. My arms gave out on me as I made a sound I hardly recognized as my own voice.
“Mmm, konjo, you always taste so good. I like your balls too.” He moved from my hole and popped one of my testicles into his mouth, fingers still probing at my ass. I was so overstimulated I felt like I was going to come apart. He hummed in appreciation after a particularly long stroke of this tongue. All I could do was push my ass at him to get more of what he was doing.
After another minute of his assault on my balls and ass, he moved away and I yelped at the loss of sensation. “Where are you going?”
Before he could answer, I heard the suction noise of the lube bottle as he pumped some out, and my heart started racing in anticipation. Within seconds I felt his silky-warm finger pressing against me, opening me up.
“That’s so good, baby. I love your fingers.” I squeezed my ass hard and he hissed.
“So tight, konjo. Is that what you’re going to do when I’m inside you?” As he talked he painted my ass with his dick, pre-come clinging to my skin.
In response I circled my hips exactly like I’d do it if I were riding him. “I’m going to milk your cock so good, you’ll never want anyone else again.”
This time he pushed his finger in to the second knuckle and bit down hard on my ass. “Who said I want anyone else now?”
I didn’t answer. I was so caught up in the sensation of his hands on me, the
