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To let him know what I want, I slide my hands into his pants, cupping his naked ass and raking my nails over it. Then I thrust up and rub my dick against his.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispers.
“I want you to fuck me again. Please?”
“You never have to beg for my dick, baby.”
Michael kisses down my neck, sucking hard. Then he runs his tongue up and down the spot on my neck that has me writhing. My legs saw under him, and I don’t know if I want to get closer to his mouth to get more of this delicious feeling or move away because it’s too intense.
He moves down my body and thrusts my shirt up, licking around my nipple until it’s a hard peak in his mouth. Then he switches to the other and makes it just as erect. I try as hard as I can, but I can’t keep still. His mouth feels too good.
The slow descent down my body is torture, but Michael’s mouth is magic. It’s warm and soft, his plump lips driving me crazy. As he goes lower, he drags my sweatpants down until my cock pops out, slapping against my belly.
“Mmm,” Michael moans, stroking my cock while I look at him, wide eyed. “Your cock is weeping for me.” He licks the drop of precome that’s running down my shaft and I buck up to his mouth. “Want me to taste you, baby?”
“Yes. Please yes.”
“I told you. You don’t have to beg. I’ll always take care of you.”
With that, he swallows my cock down to the base. “Fuck!” I shout, thrusting into his mouth. He gags around me but doesn’t release the vice grip he has on my dick. I push my fingers into his hair, holding on while he bobs up and down.
Pulling back, Michael wraps his hand around my dick and strokes me. His gray eyes land on me, hot and hooded, before he slowly slides me back into his mouth, sucking me in unhurried pulls. Every time he moves up, he strokes with his hand, twisting when he gets to my cockhead.
His tongue drags up the underside of my dick and I lose it. As soon as he puts me back in his mouth, I shove in. I watch his eyes water as he gags and it’s the biggest turn on. Something I didn’t knowwouldturn me on.
Tangling my hands in his hair, I thrust into his mouth, moaning wildly. “Oh God. Michael. I’m going to come.”
He pops off my dick, stroking me slowly. Slowly enough that my orgasm recedes. “Not until I’m inside you. You come when I’m fucking you.”
“Hard?” Do I want it hard? When he took me for the first time, it was gentle and sweet. Exactly what I needed. Now, I want to see what the other way is like.
Michael surges up to kiss me, then says, “As hard as you want it.”
Taking me in his arms, he lifts me from the couch and walks me to the master bedroom. We’ve been sharing this room since our first day here. He lays me out on the bed and moves quickly to get the condom and lube from his bag.
The prep this time hurts far less than the first time. I guess because I know what to expect, so when he slides up to three lubed fingers inside me, I can feel the pleasure almost immediately. I don’t feel the initial overwhelming pain I felt before. This time, I feel a pinch for a bit, then it’s euphoric.
He scissors me open, making sure I can take his fat cock. Michael is definitely blessed in that department, stretching me to the limit.
After I’m stretched and ready for him, Michael drizzles more lube to my hole, then slides the condom on, lubing himself as well. When he’s ready, he rolls on his back, bringing me on top.
“If you want hard, I can fuck you hard like this. Set the pace, baby. I’ll follow you.”
Nervously, I straddle him, rubbing against his cock. “What if I don’t do it right?”
“Whatever you do is right, baby. I’ll help if you want me to.”
“Okay.”
Rising up on my knees, I stand Michael’s dick up and put it against my hole. Like he told me the last time, I bear down while I lower myself. His fingers are far smaller than his dick and the stretch is painful. My body protests the invasion, but I force myself to relax and take him.
Inch by inch, I take him in and watch his face as I take shallow breaths. He’s watching me just as intently and that spurs me on. I drop down quickly, taking the last inch or two inside me.
I hiss and Michael groans, hands clamped down on my thighs. The fullness is almost overwhelming, but I don’t want to stop. So I don’t.
Tentatively, I roll my hips and feel pleasure over the pain of his large dick impaled inside me. Putting my hands on his chest, I use it as leverage while I move up and down on him slowly.
Holy fuck. God, this is good. Michael’s strong hands move around to my ass and he grips me as I ride him. Michael thrusts up gently, pushing inside as I drop down. He grunts every time my ass meets his thighs and the sounds he makes turns me on.
