Page 18 of The Coldest Season


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And my fucking eyes snap right the open. I don’t know what it is about Maximo but it’s like he has me on a string and I can’t disobey him no matter how much I want to.

Not that I actually want to do so.

I like the idea of finally letting go for once and letting someone else have the control. Letting them take my tension and stress away one hot command at a time.

“Perfect,” he coos, thrusting faster against me.

Precum slicks both of us and when I look down, finally getting a view of our flesh moving together I try to slap his hand away before I explode.

“No,” he says sharply, squeezing his hand tightly around us and continuing to thrust harshly.

“I’m going to-”

“Let go.” His eyes hold mine before he leans down capturing my lips with his.Dominatingmy mouth.

It pushes me right over the edge.

“Fuck!” My vision goes white as cum explodes from my dick. Maximo is still moving against me and it only serves in drawing my orgasm out longer as his tongue explores my mouth.

When I finally come down, my chest is heaving quickly and I feel weightless as I stare up at Maximo. He gives me an evil grin and I should know to expect something next.

But when he releases my dick and moves up further until he’s straddling my chest I’m caught off guard. Even more so when hot, white ropes of cum shoot out and cover my face.

I can only close my eyes to keep it from getting inside of them. I don’t open them until I’m sure Maximo is done.

He’s staring down at me, his face full of satisfaction.

He moves off me, pressing his body alongside mine. His finger presses under my chin, forcing me to look at him.

“This is going to be fun,” he says, moving his hand to paint his cum into my skin. “There’s something inside of me that tells me I’m meant to keep you round for a while, soldier.” He leans in, running his tongue along my neck.

My cock tries to roar back to life but only manages to twitch.

Maximo’s breath is warm as it dances across my skin, his lips trailing up to my ear. “So buckle up, Enzo, because I’m going to ruin you.”

I should be running, because I can tell from the firmness of his tone that his words are a promise. But I can’t move, my body and mind already as glued to this bed as it is to the near strange man next to me.

He’s right.

He’s going to ruin me and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.

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