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Holt swallowed audibly, one hand lifting off the mattress to thread through my hair as he breathed, “That feels good, Taylor.”
Sliding my hands down his sides to fiddle with the waistband of the thong, I sucked his nipple again until he shivered, his fingers tightening in my hair. Then I made my way down his front with wet, open-mouthed kisses to dip my tongue into his navel. Holt’s stomach tensed from the feel as his breaths quickened.
Detouring, I trailed my lips and tongue over a hip bone until I finally reached the stretchy pink fabric. Holt’s breath caught when I nuzzled at the head of his cock, before my tongue emerged to lick over it, the slippery material catching slightly.
A low moan came from above as Holt’s hips strained up off the mattress for a moment. I sucked at the head of his cock through the fabric, then pressed more tonguing kisses down its trapped length before laving his sac.
Holt’s thighs twitched and opened wider as another moan left him. I kept it up, nuzzling and licking over every inch of him until the fabric was damp and clinging to his stiff cock.
“F-fuck,” Holt eventually gasped, fisting my hair. “Sp-spit on it. Get it soaked.”
I happily obeyed, gathering a hearty dose of saliva on my tongue and spreading it over the base of his cock. The fabric started growing somewhat transparent, clinging to his sac and shaft. I did it again and again until his entire cock was clearly visible through the pink material, like it had been vacuum-sealed to him. I could see each vein, the flared ridge of the head, the tightly bunched sac under the soaked panties.
Holt was almost whining, hips shifting restlessly as he clutched at my hair. Taking pity on him, I finally peeled down the waistband just enough to swirl my tongue around his leaking tip, moaning at the taste of his pre-cum.
“N-no. More.” He moaned when I tucked it back under the fabric, lifting his hips again to bump the covered tip of his cock against my lips. “More. Again. Please.”
“Not yet,” I murmured, feeling weirdly powerful in this moment. It was a heady thing, seeing Holt plead with me. I wanted more of it.
“Lie back,” I whispered, smoothing my hands up and down his trembling thighs as I waited for him to obey. He swallowed thickly, but released my hair and lay back fully on the bed, propping his heels on the edge at my gentle insistence.
“Taylor,” he panted as I peeled the thong to one side, hooking it around his tight sac to keep it out of the way.
Before he could figure out what I had planned, I pushed his thighs closer to his torso and dropped a tonguing kiss on his asshole.
“Fuck!” Holt cried out, fumbling to grab the backs of his knees and pull them even closer. “Oh fuck. Yes—”
I swirled my tongue slowly around his rim, then gave it some long, decadent licks until I was lapping at it hungrily, groaning against him. Rapid flicks made his thighs quake. Slow, swirling licks made low, guttural groans tear from his throat. When I pierced his twitching hole with my tongue, he moaned deliriously and clenched around it.
“I want your dick,” he panted, lifting his head to peer down at me with wild eyes and moaning again when I lifted my lust-drunk gaze to his as I sank my tongue inside again. “F-fuck, put your dick inside me, Taylor.”
I moaned against him, giving my painfully stiff cock a loose stroke before pulling back to lunge for the nightstand drawer. Quickly coating my fingers in lube, I slid them over his hole while trailing kisses up his quaking inner thigh.
Holt’s chest heaved as I sank one finger inside him, then two, stretching him in preparation. The thong was still clinging wetly to his hard cock, the patch of fabric covering the tip growing even darker and wetter with his pre-cum.
My legs were shaking and unsteady when I finally rose to my feet and grabbed his hips, hauling them into the air. His movements frantic, Holt curled inward to reach down and fumble for my cock, lining it up. The moment the head notched against his softened hole, I let out a trembling breath. I hadn’t topped in a long time. I was going to come too fast. I already knew it.
After a few fraught seconds and Holt loosing a slow breath and bearing down, the head popped inside in a rush.
“Fuuuuck.” Holt released my shaft to fall back on the bed, his ankles settling on my shoulders. “Oh fuck yes, baby. Fuck me with that beautiful dick. Make me come on it.”
Oh god, I was going to come immediately if he kept talking, but I didn’t want him to stop. I was sweating, concentrating on tunnelling inside him in tiny, slow thrusts so I didn’t hurt him. I had no idea how long it’d been since he’d bottomed, and fuck, he was so tight. I shuddered at the hot, suctioning pull on my cock, his body trying to draw me in deeper and deeper.
“Are… are you okay?” I asked breathlessly when my hips finally met his ass.
Holt was already nodding frantically, moving his lower body to slide my dick in and out just an inch. “I’m f-fucking perfect, I just need you to fuck me. Fuck me, Taylor, please… please—”
He cut off with a choked breath when I withdrew my cock to sink back inside. My eyes almost crossed at the sensation. My fingers dug into his hips hard enough to leave bruises. My knees almost buckled, but I managed to stay standing so I could do it again. And again.
Soon I was pounding into him desperately, my panting breaths harsh and ragged as Holt moaned with every hard thrust that jolted him on the bed. His ankles slid off my shoulders, so I leaned forward and hooked my arms under his knees, keeping his hips elevated. It let me sink even deeper, the sound of my hips smacking into his ass filling the room.
“Oh fuck.” Holt’s long fingers slid through my hair and clutched it tight, his eyes rolling back as his spine curved off the mattress. “Fuck—yes—fuck—yes, yes…”
I lunged down, my mouth finding his in a rough, messy kiss, our tongues tangling together as our shared hectic breaths heated the air between us. One of Holt’s trembling hands burrowed between our bodies to jerk his cock through the soaked panties, a hoarse moan vibrating into my mouth as he shuddered.
“W-wait.” Lifting up slightly, I managed to gather his wrists and pin them to his thighs, wrapping my arms around them both to keep them secure. Wow, okay, this kind of was like I’d hogtied him. Holt seemed to realise it the same moment I did, his breath catching as he gazed up at me with wild eyes.
“I want to watch you come,” I told him, my voice gravelly. “I want to see your cum soak through those panties without either of us touching your cock.”
