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Spurts of thick, salty liquid hit the back of my throat.
I swallow it all down.
Every last drop.
Keep his cock in my mouth until it stops throbbing.
Suck him until he starts to soften.
Breathe in the heady smell of his release.
He slumps against the wall once his cock slides out of my mouth. I flick my tongue over his abdomen and catch a bead of sweat that runs down. His stomach muscles tighten.
“Bed.” He breathes the word out and somehow still makes it sound like a command.
“In a minute,” I murmur, dragging my nose lower while I inhale. “How the fuck do you smell so good?”
He snorts out a laugh and pulls me to my feet. I turn to go to the bed, but he wraps himself around me from behind. I laugh softly while he wiggles against my back and tries to pull off the sweats still tangling around his ankles. His arm tightens around my waist, and he cups my right ass cheek in his palm. His teeth sink into my earlobe for a quick second. My cock jumps.
“You are gonna get thoroughly fucked tonight,” he murmurs.
A weak laugh escapes. “Delightful.”
“Changed your mind?”
With the way one of his hands is massaging my ass cheek and the other is slowly jacking me, I’d probably agree to anything right about now.
“No.”
He lets go of my dick and pulls his hand away, and then a sharp slap lands on my right ass cheek.
My breath hitches, and I throw him a glare over my shoulder. “If you bring out your leather riding crop next, I might reconsider this whole thing.”
His index finger pushes the tip of my cock against my abdomen and then lets go. My cock bounces, and a moan escapes from between my lips.
“Your dick disagrees with you,” he says.
“I just had you come down my throat without any relief. Blue balls don’t help with solid decision-making.”
He hums, and his chest vibrates against my back. Even that’s too much stimulation right now. My dick gives another twitch.
“We should test that theory sometime,” he says, almost absently, still playing with the tip of my dick. I grit my teeth and try to stay still. A thin trail of precum clings to the tip. I have to bat his hand away.
Next thing I know, I’m on my back on the bed, and he’s straddling my chest, so that the tip of my cock just grazes his ass every once in a while. If I sort of clench my own ass and push my hips up and crunch. It’s like trying to do sit-ups with a hundred and eighty pounds of weight on my chest.
Doesn’t stop me trying.
I need pressure, contact, fucking something. But when I try to wrap my own hand around my cock, Lake pushes it away.
This is fucking torture.
After a while, I’m out of breath from the effort and the kind of desperate where I won’t rule out the prospect of tears if this goes on much longer.
“Please,” I finally say hoarsely.
Lake quirks a brow, ever so calm. “Please what?”
“Please…” My brain is fuzzy enough to make searching for and finding the right words an SAT-level challenge.
