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Scooting backward and dragging my hands down the back of his legs again, I leaned down and touched the tip of my tongue to his slit, flicking it back and forth slowly. Misha exhaled, out of relief or frustration. I kind of hoped it was both. At least then he’d know how I felt.
Moving along his shaft with featherlight flicks, I turned to his balls and continued the torture there until he ground his hips into the mattress—a move I was intimately familiar with.
I squeezed his asscheeks, loving the way they flexed under my hands before I spread them apart. Dragging the very tip of my tongue from his sac upward, I let it dance over his hole without lingering and licked up along the furrow as slowly as I could. When I leaned away, he exhaled sharply, definitely frustrated.Good.
While he simmered with impatience, I returned to my starting position and really licked him, using the flat of my tongue to sweep over his hole and stay there.
He sighed something that sounded like Russian, all relief this time. He better enjoy it while it lasted. If there was one thing I’d learned from our prior encounters, it was the exquisite and painful frustration of needing to come and not being able to because your partner was holding back.
The thing I hadn’t learned, however, washowto hold back. Maybe that came with age because the second Misha spit out whatever it was in Russian, I lost sight of the goal.
I lapped and sucked at the tender area, alternating with gentle bites on his asscheek and squeezes so hard he’d probably be the one with bruises in the morning.
It must have been working for him, though, because a wet spot bloomed beneath his cock, turning the pale blue sheets a shade darker, aided by whatever saliva dripped down from his ass.
As soon as I spied all of the pre-cum, I shifted my attention to his cock, licking it like a popsicle before sucking the head into my mouth, savoring the taste of him. In the meantime, I rubbed the pad of my thumb over his hole, pressing inside now and again.
He gasped something else under his breath and his thighs tightened, his hamstrings flexing beneath his skin like a work of art.
As much as I didn’t want to, I forced myself to relinquish his cock and slid up his body, licking his hole on the way by.
I snagged the bottle of lube and dripped some directly on his ass with zero warningorwarm-up.
“Fuck!” His whole body tightened that time and I laughed.
“Sorry. Should have warmed it up,” I quoted with a wry grin, earning me a glare over his shoulder. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek and another on the corner of his mouth, ducking away before he could kiss me on the lips. “Let me make it up to you.”
Slipping my hand over the curve of his ass, I stroked his hole lightly, spreading the lube around a bit before dipping the tip of my finger inside. He exhaled and flicked his hips back but I wouldn’t go any farther until I was good and ready. Kissing his sculpted back and shoulders, I finally pushed inside a bit more before retracting slowly.
I teased him for as long as I was able to stand it, until my cock throbbed so hard I had to give myself some relief.
Straddling his thighs, I hovered over him, letting my dick glide along his crease, already slippery from the lube and the gallons of pre-cum leaking out of my tip. Back and forth, slowly. One final torment.
He flicked his hips and I chuckled, pausing. “How do you like it?”
“It’s torture,” he said, giving me another mock glare over his shoulder.
Smiling, I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “I learned from the best.” Tracing my tongue along the edge of his ear, I pressed a soft kiss behind it, moving down to the nape of his neck and the top of his spine.
Leaning back again, I realigned my cock with his ass and took a breath before pushing into his tight hole. We both moaned as my cock sank inside, enveloped by perfection. I kept going, slowly, until my hips were flush with him.
Kissing his neck and shoulder, I reveled in the feel of him beneath me, still astounded that a man like him would want anything to do with me.
Rolling my hips, I thrust in and out in smooth strokes, trying not to rush even though every part of me wanted to let go, to chase the high that had been taunting us all night with each knowing glance and casual ass grab. It didn’t help when he’d clench around me or flick his hips into each thrust, steadily chipping away at the modicum of patience I’d established.
Stilling inside of him, I squeezed my eyes shut and slid back out. I exhaled a couple of times, waiting for the orgasm to back off. Being sober and bareback, combined with how fucking horny Misha made me, meant my topping endurance was next to nothing but I didnotwant to spoil this.
The next thing I knew, my world literally turned upside down. One moment I was behind the most perfect ass imaginable and the next, he’d done some sort of ninja roll and flipped me on my stomach.
“I think it’s your turn now,” he said in my ear, the rumble of his voice stoking the flames I was trying to get under control.
“I’m, like, two seconds from coming as it is. If you so much as breathe on my dick, I’m gonna bust.”
“Good thing I don’t want your dick. At least not right now,” he said, sliding down my body and dragging his tongue down my spine.
I thought I was prepared when he got to my ass but it still took my breath away. The wet heat from his mouth surrounded my hole, followed by the tortuous lashes from his tongue. Since he’d obviously shaved before our date, I didn’t get the same scratchiness as before which made it feel like an entirely new experience.
He slid his hands under my thighs and wrapped them around my hips, gripping them and lifting me a bit so my back really arched for him. With the elevated position, he went to town, licking and tonguing and sucking my rim, my taint, anything he could get at.
