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Moving down his body, I kissed his throat, his chest, his stomach, all the way to his cock. I licked it gently, stealing the drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip. He sighed and ran his hands through my hair. I swallowed the length of him just to feel his fingers tighten and hear the soft gasp that accompanied it.
Trailing my fingers along his balls, down to his taint, and up again, they left slippery trails in their wake, caught in the excess saliva dripping from his cock. Following one of those silvery beads with my finger, I dipped past his sac, past his taint, and pushed it against his hole, smearing it around his rim while I sucked him harder.
Groaning and swearing softly, his hips shifted to give me room.
I released his cock and licked downward, following the path my fingers had taken, and kissed his balls, tracing my tongue around them and gently sucking on the skin.
Using my forearm, I pushed against the back of his thighs, angling him where I wanted him. He hooked his fingers behind his knees and held his legs back so I could use both hands to spread his cheeks. I took a moment to admire the sight of him before dragging my tongue all the way from his crease, over his hole, and up underneath his balls.
He moaned, so I did it again and then focused my attention on his hole, flicking my tongue over the bunched skin and sucking. I swirled my tongue around his rim, mindful of my stubble as I moved my face from side to side. His skin was already turning pink from the scrape, though he hadn’t complained.
Shifting up on my knees quickly, I leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer. I drizzled some on my fingers and tossed the bottle to the side, stroking over his hole and spreading it around.
I glanced up to make sure he was still ok. He’d bitten his lower lip but he watched me with a burning intensity. I maintained eye contact as the tip of my finger pressed into him, sliding deeper in small increments. His breathing shifted, coming quicker, but he didn’t look away.
“I want your mouth on me,” he said, stroking his cock.
Happy to oblige, I sucked his crown eagerly as I fucked him with my finger.
He swore under his breath, jacking himself faster until I batted his hand away.
“Not nice,” he huffed, pushing his hips against my hand, trying to take my finger deeper.
I smirked up at him, releasing his cock. “I never said I was.”
“Please be nice to me, Misha.” He wrapped his fingers around his cock again, stroking it gently and brushing the tip against my tongue when I leaned down, licking the crown. “Don’t torture me for hours. I don’t think I can take it today.”
Pushing a second finger inside, my own cock throbbed when his eyes rolled up in his head. “I’ll give you whatever you want, detka. Just tell me.”
“I want to feel you,” Marek said softly, rocking his hips against my hand again. “I want you to top.”
“Are you sure? You don’t have to.”
“I want to. One thing though.”
“Anything.”
“No condom.”
“Marek—” My fingers slid out of him gently, an unsettled feeling crawling into the pit of my stomach.
“I want to feel you,” he repeated, his dark gaze dropping. “Just this once.”
Covering his body with my own, I caressed the side of his face but he still refused to look at me. “Why does it feel like you’re trying to say goodbye to me?”
His lips parted but the answer never came. I didn’t need it to. I knew.
Kissing him softly, my hands skimmed down his body to his hips as I leaned backward, getting on my knees again. I grabbed the bottle of lube and drizzled more over his hole, then coated myself generously.
Gripping my shaft, I lined it up and pressed in as gently as I could. He exhaled a sharp breath and I paused, letting his body accommodate the intrusion. When it seemed it had, I pushed in a little farther, tracing abstract designs on his skin with my other hand. His breathing quickened and he wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me down for another feverish kiss that did nothing to disguise his whimpering. His body tensed the deeper I went, so I paused, pressing my lips along his throat and up to his ear.
“Relax, detka,” I whispered, brushing my lips across his face in gentle kisses. “Let me in.”
He bit his lower lip when I shifted my hips upward but I could feel him making a conscious effort to loosen his body and take me deeper. “Fuck, Misha. How much more?”
“Do you want to stop?” Before I’d even finished the question, I was already pulling out.
“No.” Grabbing my ass, he stopped me before I could withdraw completely. He swiveled his hips and I sank in again, groaning at the sensation. He closed his eyes, exhaling slowly.
