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“Ahh—”
He spasms in my fist, cock bursting with thick ropes of white.
Fuck, it’s hot—like, goddamn, have I ever seen anything that hot?
I almost nut on his shirt from how much it turns me on. “Good boy, fuck, that’s a good little rich boy.”
“Mmm…” he squirms, then says in a pleading voice, “Fuck my mouth. Please. Make me choke on your cock.”
He doesn’t need to ask twice. Two seconds later I’ve got him on his knees between my spread legs. I’m bracing my hands against his penthouse window, fucking slowly through tight lips and over a soft, slick tongue, driving deep into the groaning throat of the heir to a French dynasty.
I come after a dozen or so thrusts, pressing my dick in as far as he can take it—which is pretty fucking far—and I weather the stinging thrills of his swallowing my spend while I roar my pleasure, totally, finally, unleashed.
Pulling out after a long, body-quaking moment, I watch some of my cum slide down his chin. I wipe it up and shove past his lips with my fingers. He sucks, dark blue eyes staring up at me.
When he’s done, he clears his throat. “The maid’s coming today. You might want to sleep in the downstairs bedroom instead of on the couch.”
“Am I not good enough to sleep in your bed?”
He blinks those wide eyes up at me. “You’re kidding, right?”
“I’m not asking to fucking snuggle, but maybe you’ll sleep better with company.”
“I—”
He’s at a loss for words, apparently.
“I share a bed with my roommates all the time. I barely move, and I don’t snore.” I’m not quite sure why I’m pressing this. I’m sure the downstairs bedroom is great. I just kinda—wanna see his.
“Or snuggle?” he asks.
“Never.”
“I mean I wouldn’t hate it if you wanted to.”
“I don’t.” I say sharply. Probably because it’s a fucking lie.
“Great. Yeah. Sure. Sleep in my bed. Whatever.” He gets to his feet and runs his hands over his fucked-up hair before pulling his pants back up. “Undress. I’ll send out your laundry.”
I do, placing all of it in his outstretched arms. “My room is the whole upstairs. You can’t miss it. I’ll be up in a minute.”
I grab my backpack and head up.
It’s like a whole other world up here. While the downstairs is modern, minimalist, and chic, his bedroom is the lap of luxury. The walls are painted a deep red, and there’s art hanging in gilded gold frames. Mostly nudes. Naked women, specifically. I don’t know much about art, but I’m guessing these aren’t the cheap prints you can get from Art.com. Each one has a soft glowing light above it, like in a museum.
Since the upstairs has to be half as big as downstairs, I’m assuming that beyond the large bedroom there’s a huge bathroom, and likely an even more enormous closet. I don’t explore on purpose. I just need the bathroom.
And Jesus. It’s probably the size of my whole two-bedroom apartment. There’s a shower, a jetted tub, a vanity that an entire Broadway ensemble could get ready at, and a separate room for the toilet. Wetting a monogrammed hand towel, I wipe myself off and then go to relieve myself.
Afterward, I splash some water on my face, run it back through my hair and scrub at my stubbly jaw while I examine his array of skin care products. There aren’t as many as I thought there would be. He has more stuff for his hair than anything, which makes me snort a laugh.
Once I’ve freshened up, I turn off the light and go back into the bedroom. It’s darker up here with velvet shades drawn over the windows, blocking out the heavy gray sky. There’s something sort of Old-World France about the vibe. Like I’m in a king’s chambers.
It doesn’t escape my attention that his bed is enormous. More than capable of handling his threesomes. I lie down on the side I don’t think is his based on the contents of the nightstands. I set an alarm and put my phone down before tucking into the sumptuous bedding.
This really is the life, isn’t it? Egyptian cotton and velvet down. Even the pillows are perfectly plush, wrapping me up like one of the best hugs I’ve ever had. I’m about five seconds from drifting off when his footsteps on the stairs force my eyes back open.
“I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.”
