Page 48 of Relapse

“I know every inch of you.” He said throatily, hands ghosting up my thighs and encircling tightly around.

“Every… single… inch. I want to savor all of you. Even the parts you think you can hide from me.”

His hands spread me wide and his mouth began working on my ass, sucking gently, spit dripping down the sensitive skin. The gasp I released was quick, and the sound shot right to my cock, pulsing and jerking with each new sensation.

“Oh, fuck, Silas.”

Hearing me rasp his name, Silas moaned into my hole, pushing my legs back and holding them with both hands as he licked and prodded, thrusting his tongue deep inside my ass with each movement of his head.

“Please…”

I knew he had no intention of stopping. Which drove me more wild, drawing the begs from my mouth. His tongue explored every inch of me and my body trembled with need.

Pleasure raked through me like hot knives against my skin. My mind abandoned me. I was seeing red dots and blank space in between the lines of my mind. Everything was heightened. All sensations assaulted me. His nose and beard pressed deep into my skin, rubbing against the sensitive spot just beneath my balls, and I could feel my stomach tighten, my muscles contracting inwards.

And he just stayed there. Tongue fucking me like he was built for it, in and out, in and out. I didn’t even know how much time had passed but soon he found a pattern, a tantalizing rhythm, circling his tongue around my hole before darting inside fiercely. He repeated that motion, humming into my flesh as he did. My hands dug into the edge of the desk and Silas pushed himself deep into me before pulling out to gasp for air.

“You fucking like this baby, hmm? Do you like the feel of my tongue inside you?”

“Y-yes, I— I—”

My eyes were rolled back in my head as Silas took my balls into his mouth, consuming them, sucking them and causing my whole body to grow rigid.

He trailed his tongue back to my ass, holding my legs open with both hands as he licked me, full tongue lapping across the sensitive skin. Back and forth. Circling. Plunging.

His hand rose to grasp my weeping cock, precum already dripping down in between my thighs. His free hand held my leg down despite its tensing and quivering so he could have a better angle to thrust his tongue. He stroked me as he flicked his tongue inside me.

“I’m going to come,” I groaned out tightly, my voice hoarse and slick with pleasure. My body had gone from 0 to 100 and I couldn’t stop it. It was so good.

Silas buried his face back into me, rasping out the words between each push of his tongue into my ass. “Mmm, that’s right, you come… come right around my tongue, Raven…let me…feel it.”

“Holy fuck—” With a sharp intake of breath it hit me, rolling like hills, the euphoria starting from my ass to my cock and up through my whole body. I could still feel Silas in me as my muscles clenched; he continued to lick and tease the sensitive tissue as my orgasm rocketed up my body.

I clutched onto the side of his desk, fearing I’d fall to the floor from how high this release took me. My cock unloaded, hot and thick onto my stomach, pulsing even after I disintegrated back into the wood beneath my back.

I blinked pretty colored stars from my eyes. If I focused hard enough, I knew I could dissolve into the world. I was mere matter. I could see the particles floating up from my chest, into the ceiling, up through the vents and out the air ducts atop the 30 story building.

I’d become dust in the air. A whisper in the night.

Second or minutes, who knew, but Silas finally stood, slipping his pants down. Sweat matted his hair to his forehead, and his breathing was rugged.

“My turn,” he growled, greedily smearing the cum on my stomach and gathering it up on the tips of his fingers.

I watched, dazed, as he slathered my own cum onto his bare, rigid cock. “The perfect lube,” he nearly moaned.

The look on my face must have told all, because he added, “Don’t worry, after looking at how pleased you are, I won’t last long.”

He lifted my leg to his shoulder with a grunt, “Hang on,” he warned, and I obeyed, clutching the desk beneath me. He bent at the knee and pushed into me, forcibly, sliding all the way until he was balls deep. I cried out, fucking mesmerized by just how much he filled me, and so easily with my cum as the base of his entry. He pumped into me, hard, his skin sliding and slapping roughly against my ass. I bit down on my tongue to keep from screaming as he slammed that perfect spot inside me again and again.

“Tell me how good my cock feels inside you.”

He had no idea. Pain and pleasure. I wanted to stay suspended here forever. My eyes were rolling back in my head.

“So…fucking…good,” I managed to groan out through his brutal thrusts. The desk jolted beneath us.

“That’s it Raven…that’s it…”

Maybe ten more strokes was all it took before he buckled, his thighs shaking against me as his fingers dug into my leg. I could feel him emptying himself into me, filling me with each last desperate push of his hips.