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“You do. Gonna record you next time,” I tease, and he frowns at me.
“Not gonna be a next time. I just felt sorry for you.”
I stare down at him as he peeks up at me. And there I go, hard as a fucking rock. He notices too. I mean, I’m only wearing boxers and a shirt. And the boxers are tight.
“You’re so obvious.”
“They’re tight,” I say.
“Should probably take them off then.”
My dick likes that idea, a lot. It’s trying to burst out of these tiny boxers and straight into his hand. Or his hole. Or his mouth.
I’d take any orifice at this point. It just wants in.
“Yeah, you definitely should. It’s really constricting the blood flow,” he adds, and I glance down. It’s restricting nothing. The blood flow seems to be doing just fine, seeing as my dick is inflated like a balloon. My veins are superhuman.
He tugs the fabric down, and I help him by inching closer, being a team player. That’s me. I learned so much from playing football all those years.
As soon as my dick is free, Holden reaches out and grasps me, and my eyes roll back in my head just as my stomach rumbles.
Seems I’m still hungry.
“You need to eat,” he says, glancing up at me, and I just shake my head, not wanting him to send me on my way. I’d starve to death to get into him again.
“Maybe you should suck my dick. A little appetizer before breakfast.”
My throat works, nervously swallowing. I’ve never sucked dick, never thought I would. But then again, he’d be the exception. He so would. Just like he has been for every other thing. I hesitate though because I’m not sure if I’m ready.
The corners of his lips turn up as he peers up at me. “But maybe another time. Maybe you should fuck me awake instead. We could use my homemade lube.”
I like that. I like that idea a lot.
He leans forward and those lips tease the tip of me. My fingers thread through his hair as he opens wide and pulls me into the back of his throat.
He does this for a few minutes, tantalizingly slow, his eyes drawn up and locked on mine as he sucks me.
He must love watching me fall apart, must love watching me flushed and panting.
Suddenly, he pops off my cock, my tight skin red and wet from his mouth. His hand is stroking his dick slowly as he splays the other one across my stomach.
“Ready?” he asks, and I just bob my head, not sure what to do. Not sure if I can function without blood in my brain.
He drags me onto the bed, pushing me onto my back, and then he’s leaning over and grabbing some lube, straddling my thighs with his back to me.
He leans forward, giving me the best fucking view as his wet fingers, slide between his crack and press up into him.
A low groan escapes his mouth, and I watch with fascination as he works himself open for me, prepping himself for my dick.
One finger, two, and now three. I watch it as he stuffs himself full, and my mouth goes dry, my cock wet and leaking. It’s so fucking hot. Why is this so damn hot?
“Ready, ready for you,” he breathes, and I reach out and hold on to his hips, keeping him from sitting on my dick.
“Condom,” I manage to breathe, and Holden stops, cursing under his breath. He scrambles off of me, shuffling around in his drawer and pulling one out, tossing it to me.
I roll it on as he positions himself over me and before I can even breathe out, he’s sinking down on my cock. I watch it all, every fucking second, riveted. I don’t blink for so long that my eyes ache and go dry. And when his ass takes all of me, just jam-packed full of my cock, I finally close my eyelids and let out a long, low moan.
“Oh fuuuuuuck.”
