Page 41 of Forsaken

“Turn back around,” I ordered when I’d taken my fill. Mav turned around, shirt still in hand. When I nodded, he dropped it to the floor.

“Button and zipper, but nothing else,” I murmured as I shifted in the chair, trying to find some more space in my pants. Being sexually aggressive wasn’t something I’d ever even conceived of, but it was like an all-consuming drug.

Mav’s fingers were slow and deliberate as he unbuttoned the jeans and the slow descent of the zipper had my dick notching up with every little click of the teeth separating. “Come over here,” I said when Mav had released the hold on his pants. As turned on as Mav was, he didn’t lose any of his confident swagger as he approached me and stopped until he was almost touching my legs.

“Take yourself out,” I managed to say, though my mouth felt exceedingly dry.

Mav took his time pulling his cock out and the sight of the clear fluid trickling down his engorged shaft had saliva suddenly flooding over my tongue. “Taste yourself,” I said as I lifted my eyes to his. Mav’s gaze held mine for a split second before he ran his fingers over the head of his dick. I couldn’t take my eyes off his hand as it slowly lifted to his mouth. His tongue lapped out to lick the fluid off, but I barely let him have a taste before I said, “Now kiss me.”

Mav stopped moving his mouth, presumably to make sure he didn’t obliterate the taste of himself and then he leaned over me and slid his mouth against mine. But to my frustration, he kept his tongue in his own mouth and I was too impatient to order him to do anything else so I shoved my tongue past his lips and slid it over his. I sighed when his flavor hit me. We ended up kissing for several minutes before I remembered our little game and I had to force myself to let him go. But before he could step back, I said, “On your knees.”

Heat flashed in Mav’s eyes as he hovered over me and I could hear his breathing ratchet up a notch. He was playing the cool character, but I now knew better. I held Mav’s eyes as he dropped to his knees between my spread legs. His hands were resting on my thighs, but he didn’t move them. “Take the rubber band out of your hair,” I said as I let my eyes scan the length of Mav’s chest and then down to his bobbing cock that was now glistening with pre-cum. Mav’s black hair slipped over his shoulders as he tossed the rubber band to the floor. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out to let my fingers play with the slight curls on the end.

“Undress me,” I murmured as I released his hair and leaned back. Mav took his time working my shoes and socks off and then his big hands skimmed over my belly before searching out the very last button on my shirt. I hadn’t given much thought to my clothes when I’d grabbed a fresh change of them when we’d picked up Baby, but now I was insanely glad I’d picked a button down shirt because the feel of Mav’s fingertips brushing my skin as he separated my shirt with every button he worked free was heaven. By the time he reached the top button near my neck, I was struggling to get enough air and I was suddenly desperate for him to finish so I could give my next order. I leaned forward to help him work the shirt completely off of me and then I sat back and waited. I held my tongue as Mav slowly began working my pants free and I realized at some point he’d become the one in control because by the time my pants and underwear were gone, I was writhing with need.

“Suck me!” I demanded harshly.

I was glad that Mav seemed eager to do my bidding because I’d lost all interest in playing around and when he sucked me to the root on the first pass, I let out a hoarse groan. I thrust up into his hot mouth, pulled back and then did it again. I’d ordered him to suck me, but in reality I was fucking his mouth. On my third pass, I fisted my fingers in his long hair and held him still as I shoved my cock as far down his throat as I could. He gagged slightly, but when I gentled my hold and pulled my hips back, his hands grabbed them and yanked them up. Fingers bit into my ass as Mav swallowed as much of me as he could. But I was too close and there was no way I was going to miss out on the chance to get inside of him, so I had to forcibly pull him off with what I was sure was a painful hold on his hair. I leaned down to kiss him hard and then I lowered my arm over his shoulder and ran it along his back. His tongue began licking my dick gently, but he didn’t take me back in his mouth. My fingers skimmed down his lower back and then dipped past the waistband of his pants and underwear and into his crease. I stretched until I was able to reach his hole.

I couldn’t see the puckered flesh, but it fluttered beneath my touch. I removed my finger long enough to wet it with my mouth and then I put it back against his opening and began massaging him. Mav groaned and began pushing against my hand with his ass so I gave him what he wanted and carefully pushed my finger inside of him.

“Yes,” Mav whispered. His head was in my lap, his hands resting on my hips, but he was just lying there enjoying what I was doing to him. I loved the way his soft hair felt against my thighs. I toyed with his hole for a while, but the position didn’t allow me to get my finger completely inside of him so I removed it and then settled my hand on his head.

“Do you want me inside that pretty little hole, Mav?” I asked gently as I stroked his hair.

Mav just nodded against my lap, his face nuzzling my aching dick with the movement. I lost all interest in ordering him around so I leaned down and pressed my lips against his ear and whispered, “Take everything else off and get the lube and a condom and lie down on the bed on your stomach.”

I stayed where I was as Mav lifted off me. His eyes met mine as he began to get up and while they were still heavy with lust, they were filled with something else too. He brushed his lips over my mouth and then rose and went to the nightstand. But all he pulled out was the bottle of lube and I felt my insides clench at what that meant. I’d thought going bare last night had been a one-time thing – something he’d given me only because I had begged him to.

Mav placed the bottle on top of the nightstand, stripped his pants and underwear off and then lay down in the middle of the bed, his head resting on the pillows. He turned his head so he was watching me. I stayed where I was for several long seconds just so I could drink my fill of him. I began playing with myself as I let my eyes roam his body and when I saw that Mav was enjoying the show, I decided to give him more of one. I didn’t spend too much time working my dick because I was already too close to the edge, so I massaged my balls for a little while and then ran my hands all over my chest. I tweaked my nipples several times and heard Mav groan, but it wasn’t until I lifted my legs and put my feet on the edge of the chair that Mav went completely still. I shifted my ass forward until I knew he would have the perfect view and then I went to town on my hole. By the time I was fucking myself with two fingers, Mav was humping the bed and gripping the pillow beneath his head and I was doing everything in my power to make sure I didn’t come. I forced myself to stop impaling myself on my fingers, but I kept them inside myself as I caught Mav’s eyes and held them.

“Do you want to fuck me, Mav?”

Mav nodded.

“Say it.”

“I want to fuck you, Eli,” Mav nearly snarled.

I removed my fingers and let Mav take in the sight of my stretched hole for a moment before I climbed to my feet and went to the bed. I knelt next to him and leaned down until my mouth was just above his ear. “If you don’t come while I’m fucking you, I’ll let you fill me up again,” I whispered.

Mav groaned and closed his eyes. He managed a nod, but he definitely wasn’t looking so sure of himself any more.

I got back up and went to the foot of the bed so I could study Mav’s gorgeous ass. “Spread your legs,” I murmured as I reached out to trail my hands up his calves. Mav did what I said, exposing his hole. I licked my lips in excitement and then put my knee on the bed. I crawled up between Mav’s legs, but only enough so I could get the position I wanted. It meant my lower half was hanging off the bed, but I didn’t really care because for what I had in mind, I didn’t need my dick just yet. I let my hands massage over the snake tattoos that curled over his smooth skin and then followed with my tongue. Mav flinched when I licked him, but then he stilled again. I took my time working my way to his hole and when I finally licked the puckered, wrinkly flesh, Mav let out a strangled moan. Since I’d never done anything even remotely close to this to another man, I was running on pure instinct. I kept licking, kissing and sucking on Mav’s hole until it relaxed enough that it began to open a little bit and then I dipped my tongue inside of it.

“Yes!” Mav shouted so loud that I almost stopped what I was doing. But when he added “Eli, please,” I did it again and then I took a deep breath and began pushing more than just the tip inside of him.

Chapter 15

Mav

I ended up crushing the pillow against my mouth as Eli’s tongue sank into my body. I’d been expecting Eli to prepare me with his finger like he had when I’d been on my knees in front of him, but I hadn’t expected this. It was something I’d done on only the rarest of occasions and I’d never had it done to me because it was just way too intimate. And I couldn’t help but wonder if I would have enjoyed it as much if it had been one of the many random strangers I’d fucked over the years. Hell, I didn’t have to wonder. I knew for a fact that it was only this good because it was Eli.

I hadn’t told Eli that it had been a long time since I’d bottomed – nearly twenty years in fact – because I’d already sensed his nervousness about taking me and he’d admitted it to me in the shower after our self-defense lesson. I’d reassured him that I’d like whatever he did to me and that nothing he did would hurt me, but I’d hedged on the details when he’d asked me if I’d ever been fucked before. The only time I’d ever bottomed was when I was fourteen and my best friend, Travis and I had been experimenting with sex. I hadn’t found any pleasure in the act while Travis had, so after the one disastrous attempt, I’d ended up topping the few times we’d fucked.

But giving myself to Eli was just a foregone conclusion and even if I didn’t get as much pleasure from being the one getting fucked as I did when I was doing the fucking, I didn’t care because I remembered the way Eli had fisted my hair the day we’d fucked each other’s mouths for the first time and I’d been so turned on by the idea of him being inside of me, controlling me, that I couldn’t imagine it would be anything like it had been with Travis.

As Eli continued to feed on my ass, I spread my legs wider and lifted my head to look over my shoulder. The sight of him buried between the globes of my ass was too much and I had to close my eyes and drop my head again so that I wouldn’t come on the spot. Watching Eli play with himself had done a number on me and his offer to let me fuck him when he was done with me was too much of a lure to let go before then. I wanted his tight ass fisting my cock again. I wanted to watch his eyes go wide as my cum burned his insides.

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