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His hands grip shoulders and his mouth moves toward mine, like he’s going to kiss me again. Instead, he shoves me back against the house’s front door. He plants his palms against the cool wood so his arms are boxing me in.
“Mr. Rayne.” The words are rough and heavy. He leans so our lips are close enough to meld, and then his hand moves down my arm, fingers coming behind mine so he can press my palm to his erection. He smiles cruelly. “What a tease.”
I grin, remembering the thirst vids I shared on Instagram, hoping he’d enjoy them. He kisses the smile off my mouth, then leans back, just out of my lips’ reach. He lowers his head, pressing his cheek against mine as his hands rove down my chest…over my hips…over my rock-hard boner. I’m so fucking ready for him, tenting my jeans.
He lets out a rough groan as his hands unbutton them and tug my zipper down. My cock springs up.
“Ever-ready…”
He gives me a stroke that makes my knees weak. Then his mouth takes mine again. His tongue is hot and surging, making me swell in his stroking hand. His free hand grips my hair, holding my mouth to his as he kisses me so thoroughly, it’s like a mouth fuck.
His hand squeezes my tip.
“That’s right,” he murmurs. “Let’s see how long you can stay standing up.”
One hand cups my balls while the other finds my nipple through my shirt, squeezing hard enough to make me puff a breath into the heat of his mouth. I can feel his chest move as he chuckles.
Smug fuck. I grab his big dick as his tongue slow-strokes mine—hot and firm and…invading. The sensation flushes through my chest and settles heavy in my cock and balls.
Shit, I’m ready. His traces the rim of my head, strokes my shaft—and then, as if he hears my thoughts, he drags his fingertips over my sac and shifts my balls aside. His thumb brushes the spot behind them.
“This time…” His tongue thrusts past mine, making his point more than words could.
I moan as his thumb does something so good. My legs start to tremble, and I lean against the door. The way his fingers prod— The hand that’s jerking my cock…
My next groan is muffled by his mouth. My dick feels tighter, harder—like it does before I come. My balls are weighted balloons. I squeeze his bicep, wrench my lips away from his so I can moan as he rubs circles over that spot, making cum ooze out my head.
“That’s right…” His fingertips rub the spot behind my balls again, sending lightning flashing down my legs.
“Ohhh FUCK…”
Soon.
He moves his hand. He grips the base of my cock, and with his other works my head until I’m panting harder, slumping down the door.
“Oh shit…”
He drops down to his knees and starts to blow me. I can feel a tremor move through my abs. I’m gonna come, and it’ll be so—
His thick finger presses into me with no warning, and I let out a ragged groan. I pre-gamed, so I’m lubed and ready, but I can’t stop moaning.
His mouth wraps lightly around my head as his thick finger pushes deeper. The two in tandem—
I grunt as my legs start to shake bad. He pushes another finger in and curls the fingers.
“Fuck…”
He drags them out and presses back in, hitting that electric spot so hard, I see stars, and then he’s lapping at my cock because I’m leaking. I grunt as his fingers push and slide. It’s out then in…slow out and harder in. My whole body quakes.
“I’m gonna come.”
He moves his mouth off my cock and licks up my shaft. I’m shaking, moaning like an animal. I yell as his tongue pushes at my slit. Then he pulls his fingers out and moves his mouth off me. “You like that?”
Jesus God, his fucking voice. I’m gonna come no matter what he does next.
Then he’s in again…and there’s another finger. My legs give way. I slide down the door, which brings him deeper…makes me fuller. My belly knots so hard, I feel ill—even as a tidal wave of pleasure breaks somewhere behind my cock and throbs out through the rest of me.
He’s at that spot again, and the feeling is un-fucking-real. His free hand squeezes my cock.
“Got you now,” he murmurs. “Spread your legs, Vanny.”
I do as he orders, and oh fuck… “I’m close.” He does something with my balls. There’s something cold on my hole.
“Just relax.”
Another finger pushes in. I’m groaning, grunting, shouting as he moves full-throttle in me. I hear his voice, husky and low, but I can’t track the words. Oh God. Then his mouth is back around my dick, and I’m slumped on my side now, groaning as I try to move the right way. I hear him panting as his finger strokes inside me.
