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I gave it a similar treatment that had Hayk groaning and writhing for more, but already my hands were working loose the tie of his trousers so that I could have what I really wanted.
Once his trousers were loose, I rocked back, putting my feet on the ground, and tugged his trousers all the way off in one smooth motion. I might have underestimated my confidence, because the sight of Hayk lying naked on the bed in front of me, his arms stretched above his head, his legs parted enough for me to stand between his knees, and his cock laying stiff and weeping against his belly nearly made me come. He was just too beautiful, and he knew how to make himself look irresistible.
“You are beautiful,” I said in a passion-rough voice, sliding my hands up his thighs and over his hips, reaching almost all the way to his armpits before trailing my fingertips down over his chest and stomach. “So beautiful.”
Hayk shivered involuntarily, which drove me absolutely wild. It wasn’t the sort of reaction that could be faked, which hinted to me that it wasn’t the sort of thing he did with his customers. The intensity of the heat in his eyes wasn’t something a whore put on, like a fancy bauble, to entice customers either. It was raw and real, and it was for me.
And then it hit me. Hayk fucked with strangers every day, but how many times in his life had he been with someone who actually cared for him?
It was possible that this was as new for him as it was for me.
I couldn’t resist the idea. I wanted to climb over him again and kiss him until the rest of the world disappeared, and I wanted to drop to my knees and suck on his cock until he shot his life down my throat. But as was typical of me, I let my head get in the way and tell me it would be a good idea to undress myself before attacking him.
I took a step back and worked through the fastenings of my clothes as quickly as I could. As I did, Hayk watched me…and laughed.
“Now you know why I prefer not to wear clothes at all,” Hayk said, wriggling impatiently and spreading his legs wider as he waited for me to undress. “It’s such a nuisance.”
“I agree with you,” I said, laughing before I could stop myself.
The laughter didn’t help me to undress faster, so I cut myself short and focused on pulling off my shirt and toeing out of my shoes. I undressed in record time, shoving my trousers down and kicking them carelessly to the side, but it still wasn’t fast enough.
By the time I was done and ready to attack Hayk again, he’d shimmied more toward the center of the bed, and he’d grabbed the jar of ointment from the bedside table as he did. I practically flew at him, pinning him with my whole body as I smashed my mouth over his again for another searing kiss.
It felt so good to have the length of my body flush with his. His hands played over my sides and back, working their way down to my ass. I threaded my fingers through his hair, grabbing handfuls as though I would never let go, as I kissed him and rutted against the crease of his hip. I wanted so much more than that, but I didn’t want the good things I had to stop.
But there was more waiting, I knew. I wriggled down his body, kissing, licking, and sucking him as I went and causing him to make the most amazing sounds.
“Keep doing that,” I panted as I kissed my way down his belly. “I love the sounds you make.”
Hayk answered that command by moaning loudly as I reached his cock and sucked just the tip between my kiss-swollen lips. I worked my tongue around his tip and against his slit, aiming to give him as much pleasure as I could. I wanted to make him feel things that no man who paid for his favors would or could ever give him. Things on the inside. Everything I did to ignite him was done out of the depths of my heart.
I popped his cockhead out of my mouth and ran my lips down his length to his balls. As if he were inside my mind and knew what I wanted, he spread his legs farther, opening to me. I nuzzled the base of his cock and kissed his balls, breathing in his musky scent and committing it to my memory forever. I wanted every part of him. Nothing was too base or crude for me.
I hooked my arms under his knees and lifted him so that I could draw my tongue along his taint, then briefly took one of his balls all the way into my mouth. I wanted to do everything at once, which made me frantic and impatient. The more Hayk’s taste was on my tongue and his scent in my nose, the closer I came to coming too soon and spoiling the whole thing.
“I want too much,” I gasped, rocking back for a moment to catch my breath and steady myself.
“No.” Hayk reached for me, drawing me up the length of my body so that he could hold me with his arms and legs. “You haven’t let yourself want enough. Want me, want all of me. I want to give everything to you.”
So much for taking a moment to settle myself. I couldn’t have stopped myself from growling and reaching for the ointment if my life depended on it.
I fumbled the cork and spilled a blob of the stuff on the bedcovers, but it didn’t matter. Hayk scooped that bit up and spread it across his hole while I slicked my cock. He was shaking as he grasped under his knees and held himself wide open for me. The shameless eagerness of his movements had me desperate to be inside him.
I could count on one hand the number of times I’d taken the aggressive role, but with Hayk, it came naturally to me. I lined up the way I wanted him, then thrust, breathing so heavily that I went dizzy.
I wish I could say that it was powerful and smooth and that I was the perfect lover. In fact, I somehow missed on my first attempt and slid to the side. Hayk tried and failed not to laugh, but he was so desperate to be fucked that when I grasped myself and pushed into him more deliberately, taking my time to make certain I was in the right place and could make it past his ring of muscle, his laughter turned into a deep groan.
Sliding deep into Hayk felt like finding my home at last. His body seemed to welcome me in eagerly, and he bore down on me until I was buried to the hilt. I let out a sound of pure pleasure and quickly repositioned myself so more of our bodies would slide together as I moved in him, with short, safe strokes at first, and then with longer, harder thrusts.
“Anton,” Hayk gasped, letting go of his legs and wrapping them around my lower back so that he could dig his fingertips into my sides. I couldn’t tell if he intended to say more, but it turned into hard, heavy sounds of enjoyment as I thrust harder.
I didn’t know what tipped me over the edge into fucking him as hard as I could. It felt like all the frustration I’d kept locked within me was bleeding out of me, and I couldn’t control myself. I shouldn’t have taken it out on Hayk, but it seemed to drive him wild. He adjusted subtly with each thrust, carefully changing the angle of my thrust until a particularly loud cry told me I was hitting him just right.
From there, it was an animalistic free for all. I let go of my sanity a bit as I pounded him, feeding the pleasure that built and built inside of me. It was better than it had ever been with Ludvig, better even than fucking around with the other Sons, or Randy in the forest. I wanted it so much that I started to come before I was fully aware what was happening, but once it started, I roared with the pleasure that coursed through me. It was beautiful and harsh, and it filled me completely. I wanted to watch Hayk’s face as I came, but the intensity of it made my vision lose focus. All there was was pleasure like nothing I’d known before.
I felt completely disjointed and spent once I was done. So much so that I didn’t think to ask if Hayk had enjoyed himself or if he’d come.
Hayk answered that question himself in the most lurid way possible a few seconds later. I was so disoriented from coming that I was putty in his hands as he flipped our positions, pinning me on my stomach, then lifting my hips and slamming into me.
