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“I’m in charge tonight. You’re mine to do with as I wish.”
I bobbed my head enthusiastically, staring at how tight his boxers were against his stiff dick.
“When I’m done with you, the only thing you’ll taste is me,” he intoned, dragging the black fabric down to reveal his smooth, flushed cock.
More drool coated my tongue as I thought about the way it would feel sliding past my lips.
Whimpering, I reached for my own erection, grabbing it through my boxers to give it a stroke.
“No,” he demanded, pulling my hand away. “The only person you’re allowed to touch tonight is me.”
His hand wrapped around his dick, pumping it right in front of me. A bead of white appeared on the swollen tip as he rose on his knees, bringing him right to my lips. I was nearly quivering with excitement, nearly drowning in my own drool.
Jutting his hips out, he swiped that cum-tipped cock right over my lips, making me groan. But then his fingers were digging into my chin, my face forced up away from that beautiful dick.
“Baby.” He beckoned, his voice no longer demanding and in control.
Lust was no match for that, apparently, because that was the voice of love. I looked up instantly, nearly dissolving under his touch.
“Is this okay?”
I nodded, unable to speak around the spit he forced me to hold.
“I will stop anytime you want. Just tap my thigh twice or tell me to stop.”
I smiled.
“Do you understand?”
I nodded.
“Good boy,” he crooned, and everything got a little hazy. The next time he spoke, though, it was with authority and command. “Open your mouth.”
I opened wide instantly, and he grunted. “Look how wet you are for me.” He admired, then pushed his thick cock into my waiting hole.
I moaned at the sensation, how rigid and hard he was, how my lips had to stretch to accommodate his girth. He grunted and pushed a little deeper, the tip of his head hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a little, but he didn’t pull back. He just rocked into the reflex.
My hands slapped onto his hips, and my lips locked around him. I pushed deeper, burying my nose in his pubes, feeling my throat spasm around him. Just when my lungs started to seize from lack of oxygen, he pulled back, and I gasped.
Then he was on me again, gliding past my lips. I started to suck and slurp, coating him with all the saliva I held on to. His fingers dug into my hair, holding my head tight while I bobbed my head and dragged my teeth lightly under his sensitive head.
He made a sound of appreciation, and my fingers played along his ass crack as I lifted my eyes up his tattooed body. Feeling my gaze, he looked down. His eyes were hazy, his cheeks flushed. His lips looked puffy, and the set of his mouth was slack.
He looked wrecked, and I loved it. It made me want to do even better.
Pulling back, I swirled my tongue around his head before pushing his dripping, throbbing length against his belly to suck his balls into my mouth. He grunted and pushed farther into me, so I sucked a little harder. He was good and wet, his sack drawn up against his perineum when he pulled my hair, yanking me back, my mouth falling open on a moan.
His dick bounced away from his stomach, angling itself against my lips. “You’re mine. The only one allowed to use this mouth is me,” he demanded and then thrust deep.
I dropped my jaw as wide as I could as he fucked my mouth with wild abandon. I choked and gasped, occasionally gagging as he did exactly what I asked him to do. Drool coated my chin, and tears streaked my cheeks. My chest heaved heavily as I breathed in between his thrusts, loving the way he completely took over. In these moments, I wasn’t anyone else’s, just his and his alone.
He pulled back abruptly, leaving me empty, leaving my throat spasming and lonely. I was about to pull him back, but he wrapped his fist around his wet, angry red dick and squeezed.
“Look what you do to me,” he intoned as a bead of precum burst across the tip.
I leaned over, swiping my tongue over it, lapping it up and sighing with delight. Closing my lips around his head, I sucked gently, playing with the tight skin and enjoying the way he hissed every time I hit a sensitive spot. My own dick was leaking profusely in my boxers, but I barely thought about it, too focused on Max.
With a grunt, he pushed deep into my throat, holding himself there while I spasmed around him. He gave little shallow thrusts, and I dug my nails into the backs of his thighs.
