Page 77 of A Little More Hope

Yes!

Taking his nipple between my teeth, I bit down hard enough to feel but not enough to satisfy. His agitated groan only sent me higher. I sucked him in, his shout echoing around the room, as I lapped the bud over and over. Moving across to the other, I repeated the process, and all the while my hand continued to work his length through his briefs. The head of his cock left a wet patch on the cotton, darkening the spot.

Curling my fingers, I stroked to the tip where his engorged head now poked out from the edge of his underwear. “Fuuuck.” Running the pads of my fingers over the slit released more precum, the thick bead dripping down and covering my fingers. Raising them, I coated his nipple with the juice before licking his essence off, the sweet taste adding to his own unique scent.

Needing more, I fell to my knees, pulling his pants down with me. Taking off his shoes and socks one by one, I removed his chinos and cast them aside. His leaking cock was right in front of me, mostly trapped firmly behind a cotton barrier. I swiftly lowered his briefs down to his ankles and whipped those off too. His solid throbbing cock now free and accessible, I opened my mouth wide and took him as far down my throat as possible, mindful of gagging this time, and sucked hard.

Ash’s legs shook, and he braced himself against the door, trying to keep upright, the action thrusting his hips forward, which pushed him in deeper. His dazed expression so beautiful as he came apart for me, his moans and whimpers made my own cock throb in my jeans.

He punched deep into my mouth, but I was more prepared this time, relaxing my jaw and readily taking him deeper. “I’m gonna come,” he warned. I worked my way up to his tip, then swallowed deep again, over and over, loving his taste, the solidness of him ramming into my mouth, his lack of finesse as he sought his release. Hands bound behind him, he should have been at my mercy, but the complete opposite was true. I was at his, yearning to give him pleasure, to send him higher. On my knees in front of him, his to use however he chose, I’d never in my life experienced the feeling of being so subordinate and yet so in control at the same time. It took all I had to stave off my own climax, as I focused on giving him his. Taking him deep, I used my hand to slide under his balls, tugging gently as he’d done to me.

He grew in my mouth, impossibly filling me as the first spurts of cum shot from his pulsing cock. I quickly swallowed them, knowing he’d have a lot more. He didn’t disappoint, shooting again and again. I continued sucking him, taking every drop until his body sagged against the door.

I stood and faced him.

“Kiss me,” he ordered. Raising to my feet I took his mouth with mine. Our tongues mingled, his cum passing between us. I was so high on his taste, the smell of him, his mouth on my own, his tongue wrapped around mine that I was completely and utterly lost.

I eventually sucked in a shaky breath and gazed into Ash’s flushed face. Pink highlighted his cheekbones, and with his heavily glazed eyes and red lips, he appeared completely sated for the time being. But I’d not finished with him yet. I still needed to show him how much he meant to me. Show him I’d never leave. Show him I needed to be close to him, inside him all the time.

Show him how much I loved him.

Guiding him to the bed, then stripping him of the shirt still imprisoning his hands, I positioned him in the middle of the mattress. He followed me easily, his pliable body slowly coasting down from his orgasm. “Scoot up so your head is on the pillow.” He did. “Now grip the headboard.”

He frowned but again did as I asked, his arms going up and fingers curling around the iron poles and holding on. The action flexed his biceps, the muscles bunching. “Don’t let go, okay?”

Standing at the foot of the bed, I began to strip, casually unbuttoning my shirt until fully undone and the sides hung open. Ash’s eyes feasted on the wide strip of skin, clearly frustrated he couldn’t see more.

Toeing off my shoes, I studied him as his eyes traveled from my bare skin to my covered crotch. He licked his lips, already anticipating my needs. “You want something, Ash?”

His eyes flashed back to mine. “You know I do.”

Releasing my buckle and top button I teased the zip down on my jeans, pushing them down and off. The loud moan and the thrusting of his hips had me leaking precum thick and fast.

My cock was so fucking hard I ached to touch but refrained from doing so. I had other, more satisfying plans. Removing my boxer briefs, the last piece of my clothing, I stood naked in front of Ash, enjoying his eager thrusts into the air. Each one getting him harder, pumping more blood into his cock.

Taking hold of my dick at the base I gave a single long slide up the full length. His gaze glued to the movement, Ash released a single, anguished groan when precum leaked from my slit.

“God, I want that,” he whined.

“It’s all yours.”

Hands on the mattress, I crawled up the bed, kissing every part of him along the way. His feet, his shins, his thighs. His legs spread wider, giving me access to his balls, letting me suck and lick them in turn. His cock, fully hard again, lay firm against his belly. Flattening my tongue, I licked a thick stripe up his length swirling around the tip, loving his agonized moans. Continuing up, I licked his abs, his nipples, his neck, nibbling his jaw, returning to his lips, drowning in his kisses.

Our bodies remained in contact the whole time, my cock leaving a sticky wet trail along his perfect skin. I didn't stop, my body following my mouth until, with my hands holding on to the headboard above him, I gazed down into his face.

He never took his eyes off my cock, which hovered centimeters from his mouth, and he desperately wanted to taste. His greedy eyes moved up to lock with mine, their hunger clear. Canting my hips, I let the tip of my dick slide over his lips, glossing them with my essence. He licked them, closing his eyes, tasting me.

“Open.”

I teased him some more, tracing around his lips, dipping the swollen head between them, withdrawing to slide along them again, then doing the same. He growled, the sound vibrating around my dick, sending goose bumps along my skin.

Taking hold of my cock and angling downward, I pushed past his lips, his hot wet mouth closing around me, encasing me in searing soft flesh. Hollowing his cheeks, he sucked me hard. A split second later his head lunged forward, and I hit the back of his throat. Eyes watering, he didn’t waver, and with his gaze intently focused on my eyes, he swallowed me down.

Sensation flooded me, ripping through my body like a raging river. My heart pounded as lust and want and desire swirled within me. His lips were stretched wide, and he’d taken most of me in his mouth, his right hand working the rest. So enamored with watching his expressive face, I hadn’t even noticed him removing them from the headboard.

Not wanting to choke him, I eased back, but now that his hands were no longer restricted, his free one gripped my ass, holding me firmly, preventing me from going anywhere. His mouth and hand servicing me together made me tremble, and when he added the flat of his tongue, I gritted my teeth, struggling to hold out for longer. Sensing how close I was, he relaxed his hold, and I reluctantly removed my cock from his mouth. Dropping down, I kissed his swollen lips, licking inside, tasting our mingled juices.

Letting him go, I slipped off the bed to grab the lube and condom from my bag.

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