Page 48 of The Convict


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Boy was I wrong.

Squirming on the bed, I try to move away from Rax’s hot mouth, his beard tickling me everywhere his mouth lands. He places open mouthed kisses over my body, paying special attention to my nipples. He nips and teases, pulling the hard buds between his teeth and bites down almost roughly. I bow off the bed, my legs sawing under me.

“Please,” I beg, pulling against the cuffs, knowing I can’t go anywhere. “Fuck, Rax. Please.”

“Please what, sweet pea?” Rax asks against my nipple. “Tell me.”

“More. God, give me more.”

Rax makes a slow trail down my torso, scraping his teeth over me and sucking hard enough to leave marks. “Umm,” he growls, his warm breath ghosting over my skin. “You look fucking hot with my marks on you. You’re mine, sweet pea. You know that, right?”

“Yes,” I moan, arching into his mouth as he sucks on the skin just above my belly button. “You can have me, Rax. All of me.”

His beautiful blue eyes bounce up to meet mine and he looks … uncertain? Unsure? Either way, he looks like he doesn’t know the answer to a question that he has yet to ask me.

“I’ve never done this before,” he murmurs, palming my cock and stroking it with a loose fist. I start to ask what he means, but he bends to kiss the head of my cock and I hiss. “Tell me if you don’t like something. I want to make sure I take care of you.” I groan again, my pleasure heightened because Rax wants to take care of me. He’s so gruff and hard, not someone I would expect to put my pleasure high on his priority list.

Breathing heavily, I nod my head, knowing I can’t speak, even if my life depended on it. His request has my vocal cords offline, wanting to feel his mouth on me more than anything. I think back to how I imagined his beard on the inside of my thighs the first time I saw him and I clamp my eyes shut in anticipation before I open them to focus on what Rax is doing.

Sticking his tongue out, Rax laps at the precome that started to roll down the head of my cock. I moan, trying to hold still so he can keep doing that. He licks at me for a few more moments and I close my eyes, soaking up how his hot tongue feels on the sensitive head of my dick.

Then he wraps his lips around my length and my eyes fly open as the breath whooshes out of my lungs. Holy fuck, Rax looks so fucking hot with my dick in his mouth. I’m not very big, so his mouth doesn’t need to be stretched wide, but damn if my dick doesn’t look good passing his lips.

He pulls off, looking up at me while he jerks me off. “Didn’t think I’d enjoy that. You taste good.”

I whimper, thrusting up so he can put me back in his mouth. Less talking, more sucking.

After one more slow stroke, Rax goes back to sucking and teasing. I cry out when he brings me to the edge of orgasm, then backs off. He teases around my groin, nipping at my inner thighs and rubbing his beard on the sensitive skin there. When I’m off the cliff of orgasm, Rax goes back in, sucking me in deep before teasing around the head of my cock.

He does that time after time, my cock twitching and just when I’m about to explode, he pulls away. Rax bobs his head slowly, then speeds up, sucking hard on me while I moan and babble, begging and pleading for him to let me come. Rax pays me no mind, bringing me to the brink, then jerking me in lazy strokes before I blow my load. Once I’m off the ledge, the cycle starts all over again.

By the time he edges me for the third time, I’m sobbing, hot tears leaking from my eyes as precome leaks out of me like a fountain. My wrists are almost rubbed raw from pulling on the handcuffs. Along with how Rax gripped them earlier this morning, I’m sure I’ll have deep bruises on my wrist when it’s all said and done.

God, I can’t wait to see them.

Popping off my cock, Rax licks his lips and I squeeze my eyes shut, knowing that enticing sight will make me come hands free all over his face.

“Look at me,” he growls, squeezing my balls hard enough to make me gasp and my eyes to pop open. He loosens his hold, rubbing my balls as if in apology. “Good. Tell me how I did.”

I sputter, wiping my eyes on my bicep. “How did you … Rax, holy fuck. Just make me come please. I need it. Please.”

My biker smirks at me, putting more pressure on my dick as he pumps me off. “I know just what you need.”

Sitting up, he reaches for the lube on the nightstand and I almost cry out in joy. Fucking finally!

After spreading some lube on his fingers, Rax lifts my legs. “Hold them here,” he tells me, staring down at my pucker. “You’re still gaping for me. You haven’t closed up from when I fucked you earlier. This might hurt.”

“I want it to.”

His feral grin has my dick twitching and I arch again, wanting him to hurry up and stuff me full.

It doesn’t take long for Rax to get me ready, since my hole is still relaxed from when we fucked in the woods. He teases me here too, his fingers just gliding over my prostate. I know begging won’t help, but I try again.

“Rax. Please. Please, please, please. I need … please. God, please.”

“I love to hear you beg for my dick.”

Since we know that we’re negative and we already went bareback, Rax drips lube over his cock and rubs it in, coating it thoroughly. He lines his dick up to my hole, looking down at me with hungry eyes. “Safe word?”

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