Page 19 of Freeze Frame

He sat back and looked at me like he was ready to devour me.

I couldn’t wait.

TEN

JOSH

Never in mywildest dreams did I think I’d end up here. Beneath me, David was the picture of debauchery. His salt and pepper hair rumpled, his eyes were glassy with lust, but it was the dildo in his mouth that really made me crazy.

Undressing in front of him had been a bit nerve-wracking. I thought for sure he’d hear the way my bones rattled together as my whole body trembled while I stripped, feigning a confidence I didn’t feel.

But he’d just drunk in the sight of me, his eyes not lingering on any one place because they were roaming over every inch of me. David was an easy man to read to begin with, but he did nothing to hide his appreciation when he looked at me.

Shimmying off of him, I settled between his legs, pushing them farther apart with my hands. “Bend your knees.”

David was quick to respond, doing exactly what I told him. A quick glance at his face had my pulse racing, a heartbeat hammering between my legs, making my cock throb. I retrieved the lube first, slicking a couple fingers before sliding them downpast his taint to tease his hole. Finally, I removed the dildo from his mouth for a second, just to give his jaw a quick rest.

“Get this nice and wet for me,” I said when I put it back in.

I teased his hole with gentle touches that followed the delicate rim of muscle. I toyed with his taint, watching the way he squirmed beneath me. When I finally dipped my finger inside him, he let out a low, guttural moan that sent shivers up my spine.

When I slipped the second finger inside him, his brow furrowed and he moaned. Watching David’s responses made my whole body throb with need. I had half a mind to crawl on top of him and ride him until he couldn’t speak or think. Until he was a symphony of sound, ruined for my pleasure.

I took the toy from his mouth and held it while I fucked him with my fingers, opening him for the toy. Part of me could have just done this all night. It wouldn’t be a hardship to take him apart with my bare hands. It would be a privilege to capture every quake and quiver with my fingers.

“Josh, please, please. Please more.” David rasped. His head tipped back. “Oh, God.”

“Are you sure you want more?” I taunted, gently stroking my fingers in and out of his soft passage.

David’s only response was another moan. He fisted the bedding and clung to it like he might fly away if he didn’t. Gently, I removed my fingers from him, and he gasped when he was empty. His eyes met mine, and they had this wild, hopeful look in them that only intensified when I lubed up the dildo.

When I notched it against his hole, my eyes flicked up to his face, watching his micro expressions. The way his brows scrunched together and relaxed when he was waiting for something. The way he’d exhale when he parted his lips to beg.

“Please.”

It was barely a word. Barely a whisper. But I felt it tug at me, making me eager to please him. I slid the dildo inside him in a long, slow motion. David gasped and writhed and panted through the intrusion and when it was fully seated, I drew it back and did it again.

His neglected cock lay hard and tempting against his skin, and I bent forward, first mouthing his balls, feeling the tender flesh under my tongue as David panted and moaned and begged. I loved that he let me have all his sounds. All his reactions. That he didn’t try to hide how much he liked something. I buried the dildo up to the balls and then licked a stripe up the underside of David’s cock.

“Oh my—holy fuck. I—I—” David babbled. Broken. Shattered. Lost in ecstasy. And when I took his cock in my mouth, salty precum overwhelmed my senses. Hands, gentle, not forceful, rested in my hair.

It took a minute to get a rhythm going, but I sucked his cock while I fucked his hole with the toy. His hands stayed in my hair, but they remained gentle. Like he needed only connection, not control.

“Josh, I’m close. I’m so—oh, God.” David’s words broke off into a particularly powerful moan when I took him down to the root, swallowing around him, glad that he was on the larger size of average without tipping the scales into mammoth. He had a cock that was easy to take. I thought about riding him again, about slicking myself up and stretching myself to take him. I thought of his fingers in me, and how they’d feel. If they’d feel as good as they did when they scraped against my scalp in a tender way that had shivers dancing up my spine.

I eased off, not ready for David to come yet and when he realized that, he let out a weak, breathless laugh.

“Oh, that’s evil. It’s—fuck. So nice, but so, so evil.”

I released his cock from my mouth, but kept the one in his ass going at a slow and steady pace. The way David looked at me made my insides turn to liquid. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was still something vaguely familiar about him. My romantic little heart wanted to believe that it was my soul recognizing his. Without a real-world explanation, it was something I was willing to let myself think. A nice little daydream.

“If you think that’s evil…” I didn’t give him any further warning, just slid his cock back into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, flicking and teasing as I drew the cock in his ass out, and when I slid it back in, I angled it differently. It took a couple of tries to get it just right, but I could tell by the way David nearly jolted off the bed that I’d found the magic spot inside him.

“Nnnngh,” David moaned. It might have been a word, but me pegging his prostate had glitched his power of speech. Suddenly he was a writhing mass of whimpers and moans. He didn’t know whether to try and fuck my face or ride the cock in his ass, and after a minute of internal struggle, he gave up and went almost completely limp. His legs flopped open wide. The sound of his raspy, heavy breathing was sprinkled with intermittent moans.

I kept him on the edge for a bit longer. Then I left the cock in buried in his ass. I released his cock from my mouth and climbed up his body, straddling him again. I lined his cock up against mine and kissed him hard and deep as I writhed against him. His slick cock was hard and hot against mine. David’s arms wrapped around me, one hand cradling the back of my head, the other around my waist, pulling me closer.

He didn’t push for more than this, more than the not-so-slow and steady grind against his cock. And maybe it was the way he was patient with me, the way he let me have my own way witheverything, the way he looked at me with hunger not curiosity, that had me panting into his mouth as I ground harder, faster.