Page 37 of Treasuring Michael


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“I love it when you say my name,” he mutters against my neck. “Hope you’ll say it when I’m inside you.” I moan again, loving the idea. I don’t know what that will be like, but I like the idea of him on top of me, his body taking mine. I’m not sure how much I can take, but I want it all.

Michael chuckles against my skin. “You like that?”

“Yes. So much.”

“You’ll like this more,” he says, dropping to his knees, pulling down my pants as he goes. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

Yeah, like that will happen.

Michael takes my shaft in his hand, jerking me slowly. “Glasses.”

“Huh?”

“Take your glasses off,” he says with a dark chuckle, kissing along my cock.

How the hell am I supposed to do anything when his soft lips are on me like this?

With shaky hands and a loud moan—Michael licking the underside of my length—I snatch my glasses off and drop them to the floor. I have my contacts in case those break, but right now, fuck those glasses.

“Try to relax,” Michael whispers, then takes my dick into his warm mouth.

“Ah, fuck!” I shout, not expecting it to feel this good so fast. I throw my head back, trying to catch my breath and keep from blowing my load too soon.

Looking down, I watch Michael as he bobs his head up and down, taking most of my dick into his mouth. His pink lips wrapped around my dick looks obscene and I can’t help thrusting into his mouth. His eyes bounce up to mine and I get lost in them, in his hot mouth, in his energy.

I feel like I’m going to explode. This is by far the best thing I’ve ever felt. When Michael reaches up and tugs on my balls, I moan low and long, threading my fingers in his hair, thrusting with abandon.

“I’m close,” I moan, my knees growing weak and my heart hammering in my chest.

That seems to spur him on. He sucks me hard and fast, a strong hand gripping my ass, pulling me in. “Holy shit. Oh god. Michael … Michael please!”

He sucks me and jerks me, making me feel so good I can’t think straight. “Baby, I’m going to come,” I announce seconds before I’m exploding, my body shuddering with my release. “Oh, god. Oh…fuck.”

While I’m trying to catch my breath and stop the quaking of my body, Michael licks my cock clean. “You taste good.”

“Can I … do you want me to … do you?”

“No, baby. That was more than enough. You don’t have to return any favors. That’s not what this was about. I wanted to taste you, so I did.” Michael pulls me down and I settle in his lap.

I nuzzle into him, my pants around my ankles, but feeling content. Michael wraps his arms around me, kissing my hair and drifting down to my neck. Surprising myself, I ask, “Can I do it anyway?”

“You don’t have—”

“I know I don’t have to. I really … really want to. Show me?”

“Yes, baby. I’ll show you.”

I move off his lap and watch him fiddle with his pants. “Can I be honest with you?” I nod. “I want to wait, to let you undress me, but the thought of your mouth on me is driving me insane. Next time, yeah?”

I nod again, eager to have him in my mouth. Saliva pools as I watch him pull his hard cock from his pants. “Definitely next time. What should I do first?”

Moving between his legs, I replace his hand with mine and stroke him slowly. “Like this?”

He groans, leaning back on his hands, watching me stroke him. “Yes. Like that. Twist your hand when you get to the head of my dick.” I do what he says, and he bites his lip, eyes hooded.

Feeling emboldened, I lean forward, wrapping my lips around the head of his dick. “Yes, Damon. God, yes.”

Remembering what he did to me, I slide my mouth down his cock. When I get to where my hand is, I pull back. Then I do it again and again. Moving my hand, I take more of his cock into my mouth. Just like Michael did, I reach up to grab his balls, rubbing and rolling them in my palm.

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