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Kane chuckles and steps behind me, molding his chest to my back. His hands go to my jacket, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor. His fingers go to the buttons on my shirt, and then it follows my jacket. He starts walking me forward and down a hallway. “Last chance,Litso kukly,” he says when we step into his bedroom.
“I want you, Kane.” My words dissolve into a groan when his hand rubs over my cock.
“These need to go,” he murmurs in my ear. I kick my shoes off when he starts undoing my pants. They drop, and I pull them the rest of the way off with my socks. “Khoroshiy mal’chik.” I have no idea what he’s saying, but everything sounds sexy in his native tongue. “Lay on the bed for me.”
I get situated on my back on his king-size bed, and his eyes track every movement. When he starts unbuttoning his shirt, my eyes are riveted to every inch of tan skin he reveals. He shrugs out of his shirt, and his muscles are well-defined. His six-pack abs taper off into a deep v-line that disappears into his pants. I’m not a slouch in the gym, but Kane is bigger than me by at least three inches of height and thirty to forty pounds. He looked massive in his tux, but it was nothing compared to seeing him shirtless. His pants go next, and he’s standing in front of me in nothing but a tight pair of black boxer briefs.
He crawls onto the bed, bracing his hands beside my head. “We’ll go slow.” He lets the bottom half of his body drop. “Even if all I want to do is bend you over and see how tight you are.”
He kisses me, and I let my hands drift down his muscled back, feeling them shift under my fingers. Every time he pulls his hips back, breaking the connection between our cocks, I lift to chase the feeling. This whole thing went from zero to a hundred, and I’m more than ready to see what Kane has to offer.
Kane starts kissing down my chest and abs, then kisses my cock through my boxer briefs. “Fuck,” I choke out when I feel his lips wrap around it through the fabric. His eyes flash to mine, and his pupils are blown, making him look like a feral animal. He slowly reaches up, hooks his fingers in the waistband of my boxers, and pulls them from my legs. “Goddamn, Kane,” I groan when his lips wrap around the head of my cock.
He starts out slow, sucking on the head and stroking the base. My hands sink into his hair, and my hips lift to sink further into his mouth. Kane’s hands flash out and lock onto my hips, holding me in place. He works his mouth further down until I bump the back of his throat. Kane’s mouth starts moving faster, working me over until I’m about to come in an embarrassingly short amount of time, and then he’s gone, sitting back on his heels. I slump back onto the bed, my breathing out of control.
“Tell me you want this,Litso kukly.” His hands are in tight fists by his side, and his cock looks like it’s about to bust through his boxers. Now is my chance to run from the room screaming. But I don’t want to. I want him.
“Please, Kane.”
His big body shudders, and he jumps from the bed, shoving his boxers from his hips. He walks to the bedside table and pulls out a condom with a bottle of lube. My eyes almost bug out of my head when I see his thick, long cock standing proudly between his thighs.Why couldn’t he be small? Is that too much to ask?His eyes drift down when he sees me staring. “I’ll make it feel good.” His words hold a dark promise. He crawls back between my thighs and grabs a pillow. “Lift.” I lift my hips, and he puts it under my ass. “It will help.”
“Okay,” I rasp. I’m so turned on and scared at the same time that it’s not even funny.
He tips the bottle of lube up and squirts some onto his fingers. “I’m going to get you ready. I’m assuming no one has ever touched you here.”
“I have.”
He pauses halfway to setting the lube onto the bed. “You have?”
I clear my throat, suddenly embarrassed. “I have toys that I use.”
“Yebat,” Kane spits out hoarsely. “What kind of toys,Litso kukly?”
“You know,” I gesture around. “The ones for your ass.”
He raises a brow, braces one hand beside my head, and his other one slides between my ass cheeks. “Tell me exactly what they do.” His finger circles around my back hole. “And I’ll give it to you better.”
“They massage the prostate.”
“Khoroshiy mal’chik.” He slides the tip of his finger inside of me. “Do they make you come?”
“Yes,” I moan when he pushes his finger all the way in. He works in and out a few times before adding another. “Oh, God.”
“There’s no God in this room,Litso kukly. I want to hear my name leaving those pretty lips. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” He twists his fingers and rubs against my prostate. I swear my cock gets harder, and my whole body starts to tingle.
“What other toys do you play with? Have you used plugs?” I nod. “Use your words.”
“Yes,” I hiss when his other hand starts working my cock in time with his fingers in my ass.
“Dildos?”
“Yes.”
“Were you stretching yourself for me?” I know he doesn’t mean him specifically, but it still sounds hot as hell.
“Yes.”
