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I reached out to touch it, tugging gently, and his breath caught.

“Do you like that?” I asked. I knew the answer even before he gave that soft bark. As good as it looked in his ass, I wanted to pull that plug out and…

I wanted to fuck my brother, and it was getting harder — literally — to resist. I hesitated for a moment, then set the ball aside.

“Give Master kisses,” I directed him, leaving it open for him to obey — as a pup, as a man, as my brother, as a lover… I didn’t know which it would end up being, but I’d have taken anything, everything, to keep feeling him close.

He gave me a look that was clearly more man than pup, but he leaned in slowly and let his tongue trace my lips. A desperate whine escaped him, and he pushed his body closer. I wrapped one arm around his neck and shoulders and let the other slide down his body to tease at the sensitive area where his leg and groin met.

Running my fingers down toward his cock and back again, I gave him one more chance to back out. “Do you want Master to make you feel even better, Pup? I can make you feel so good.”

He should have told me no.

He should have walked away.

He kissed my lips.

Pulling him even closer, I let my finger cross that final distance.

My fingers slowly encircled his cock, and it pulsed in my hand. Precum leaked onto

my skin, and his mouth muffled my moan as well as his. I stroked slowly, feeling the weight of him in my grasp.

That kiss lingered on and on until I had to pull back to catch my breath — except I couldn’t really catch my breath, because he was there, and I wanted him.

I nudged him back, no longer willing to fight the urge to touch and taste. He hadn’t protested, and I sure as fuck didn’t want to slow down. “Back,” I urged hoarsely, grabbing his hips to push him where I wanted — so I could get to his cock while my fingers closed around the tail in his ass and toyed with it.

Not that I was going to pull it out. I liked it there too much.

I liked the taste of him more.

Reaching for his collar, I urged his chest down to the floor. Either instinct took over or he was just that needy, because his ass bowed up and he made a pleading little whine. It was more of a human sound than a pup’s. I wasn’t sure which role he was in, and it wasn’t really the right time to ask.

No more questioning. No more denying what we both wanted.

I took his cock in one hand and the base of the tail in the other. Slow, gentle strokes turned rougher and faster as his hips thrust into my hand. His momentum and my firm grip on the toy forced the plug to rock back and forth over his prostate. The faster he pushed his cock into my touch, the better the plug seemed to feel in his ass. It was like he was spiraling out of control with the pleasure.

When he was so close I could almost taste the smell of precum in the air, I tightened my grip and slammed the plug back into his ass.

He exploded.

Pleasure seemed to roll through him, and he cried out frantic, indescribable sounds, like he’d never felt anything like it before.

Fuck, he was beautiful.

When the pleasure finally released him, Adrian collapsed into my arms, draped across my lap. I wrapped my arms around him, urging his head to rest against my shoulder with my dry hand. I nuzzled his hair, placing a kiss on the top of his head, and for a moment, I felt utterly at peace.

I was as hard as a rock in my pants, but at the same time, I already felt satisfied. It was like I’d channeled his climax and shared it with him, but it hadn’t been halved. It had been intensified.

There were so many things I wanted to say. Some of them were sweet, a few of them were good-naturedly snarky, but none of them were cruel or meant to drive him away. He was different from everyone else, and I wanted him to stay right there with me. I didn’t want this moment to end, because I didn’t know if I’d ever get something like it again.

I didn’t know where this was going to go. I didn’t know if Adrian would come back from that headspace mortified or wanting more. So I clung to that, the feeling of him pressed against me, seed drying on my hand and my face buried in his hair, and pretended it wouldn’t have to end.

Chapter 13 Adrian

Incredible. The pleasure had built and swelled until I thought I would explode, then it was over, and reality started crashing down on me. I wasn’t sure how I could go from so happy I was almost drowning in the pleasure to so scared I didn’t want to move.

Would he hate me?

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