Page 79 of A Stealthy Situation

Ah, damn.

He doesn’t try to suck me off, just gently flicks his tongue over my slit like he’s tasting me, and I can’t stop myself from freeing a hand and burying it in his hair.

“Keep that up, I’m going to be fucking your face in a second.”

He pulls off. “Baby, that’s not a threat with me.”

“Baby, huh?”

He looks ready to roll his eyes. “The shit I say when I’m horny will not be held against me, got it? And you make me so—” He kisses my balls. “So—” The crease of my groin next. “Horny.” He runs his tongue along my V. I’m nowhere near as defined as he is, but he doesn’t seem to care.

“These cum gutters are going to be the death of me. I can’t wait to see you fill them up while I’m fucking you.”

“Then stop talking about it and do it.” Sure, I might sound more confident than I feel, but I’m also getting way too horny for his teasing as well. Especially when he cradles my balls in his fingers and drags his tongue over the sensitive skin.

“So, tempting to just climb up and sit on you,” he says.

I grunt. “Don’t tempt me. I’m too curious.”

“You wanna feel what it’s like for me to be in your ass?”

“Sure do.” I know it’s apparently supposed to feel good, but I don’t know how it could.

He finishes tugging my underwear off, then stands and strips his briefs off in one go. He kicks them to the side as he grabs something from his nightstand and gives his rigid cock a rub.

I can’t keep my eyes off it. I’m transfixed. His head is an angry reddish purple, two veins straining the side of his long shaft. He’s not too different in size to me, which is surprising, considering I’m taller and wider, and I think the only way we’d know for sure who’s bigger is by lining them up, side by side, just like our first time together when I was too distracted to compare.

He flicks open the lid of his lube. “Gonna have to spread those legs open.”

I shift them apart, letting my knees roll to the side, and when Benny’s attention drops to my ass, I’m torn between turned on or wanting to ask him if he’s sure.

Thankfully, I don’t get to sit with that doubt for long because Benny climbs up over the top of me and seals his mouth to mine. He tastes like my cum, which floods my brain with possession, and I’m so distracted by the kiss it takes me a moment to realize his fingers have slipped into my crack.

Huh. Okay. That actually feels better than I expected. My balls are all tingly as he rubs my hole, bringing the nerves there alive. It’s the strangest mix of want and being resistant I’ve ever felt, but even though my ass is telling me no one’s supposed to be down there, I know what I want. And what I want is to ignore that stupid little voice and have Benny sink into my ass.

“Am I ready yet?” I ask, holding his face close so he can’t stop kissing me.

“I haven’t even gotten one finger in you yet.”

“Hurry up then. You’re being a fucking cocktease.”

He pushes one in, and it burns more than I expect it to. His gorgeous eyes are narrowed in challenge as he strokes his finger in and out. “Hurt, did it?”

“Only … only a small bit.”

“I’m not going to fuck you if you lie to me.”

“Fine. It hurt. But I’m fine.”

“I know you are.” He drags his lips over mine. “But now you know that it’ll hurt if I go too fast. You need to relax.”

“That’s a whole lot easier to say when no one is poking at your back door.”

His husky laugh is felt in my gut as he takes my hand and reaches behind him. “Do it, then. Poke.”

I brush my fingertip over his hole. “Need lube.”

“It’s right beside us.”

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