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“I need to,” I whine.
“No.” He pulls away from me, pushing against my hip to flip me over to my back. “Spin around.”
I rotate my body until my head is at the foot of the bed, his cock poised above my face. He cups a hand behind my neck and pulls me lower, until my head isn’t fully on the mattress, and then he takes his shaft in hand and presses his crown to my lips.
“Open wide.”
I drop my jaw, and then he’s sliding across my tongue and touching the back of my throat. He fucks my mouth as I reach back and hold onto his thighs, grunting between his pleasure-filled noises. I gag and drool around him, giving him the sloppiest blow job, but one he seems to enjoy.
He pulls out, holding his shaft, and my saliva drips from his cock and back into my mouth. He teases me, pushing the tip between my lips before pulling out, and repeating the motion for several seconds.
“You want to swallow my dick?” he asks, smearing my spit across my lips with his head.
“Yes,” I moan desperately.
“Mm.”
He braces himself on the bed, rocking his hips and penetrating my mouth. His warm hand wraps around my cock and I nearly cry in relief. My dick weeps with need. I thrust into his grip as I choke on his cock.
“Such a needy boy.”
I whimper, slurping around his erection.
Quin leans across my body and then I’m enveloped in his wet mouth. I gasp, or at least attempt to while my lips are stretched around him.
He swirls his tongue around my head, tasting the arousal that’s been steadily leaking out of me. His lips close around my shaft and travel downwards, his hand on my balls, giving them a gentle massage.
“Fuck,” I mumble around him. “Yes.”
It’s the first time he’s had my dick in his mouth, and it’s so fucking good I don’t know how we’ll survive, because this is all I’ll ever want to do.
He strokes and sucks in tandem, working me over with a swiftness that would be embarrassing if he hadn’t been fucking me for nearly half an hour already. My cock is ready to explode, and it’s not going to take much more.
I bring my hand up and grab his dick, pulling it from my mouth. “Quin. You’re gonna make me come.”
All he does is up the speed of his hand and the flicker of his tongue around my head. His mouth comes off me just long enough to say, “Give it to me. Every. Last. Drop. Fill my mouth with your desire and coat my throat. I want the taste of you to last all day.”
“Oh fuck.”
Cum shoots from my tip like it was simply waiting for his permission. As soon as the words left his lips, my release shot between them.
I squeeze his thighs, my body tense and flexing as he makes sure to drink everything I give him. Once I’m completely spent, he backs up and lifts my head, bending down to slide his tongue into my mouth.
“Don’t you taste good?”
I greedily suck on his tongue as I hold onto his face, moaning like a wanton slut. And maybe I am. For him.
When he pulls away, I spin around and lie on my back, watching him crawl between my legs with his heavy cock in his hand. He pushes my left thigh back as I hold the other one. Bringing his hand to his mouth, he spits on his fingers and presses them into me before pushing his wet cock into my hole.
Quintin leans over me, chest to chest, his thrusts bringing him in slow and deep. His eyes stare into mine, sending me messages he’s unable to speak. In them, I see what I’ve always wanted—his need for me. His yearning. His obsession. But I also see the darkness and devilry, and I welcome it all.
I trace the scars on my chest that spell out his name and look him in the eye. “Yours.”
His eyes close and his back bows as he finds his bliss. His cock twitches inside me, and he bellows into the room, cussing and calling to a god.
While he tries catching his breath, he leans his forehead on mine, mixing his sweat with my own.
“I don’t believe in much,” he says. “But I believe you were made for me.”
