Page 69 of Mimosa

No more guilt or sorrow over his family’s estrangement. There was no cloud hanging over him, and his body felt that. The need for Sonny was never so powerful.

He took Sonny’s hands and walked backwards so he could continue to stare into Sonny’s dark eyes, his seductive glance making Mims break out in sweat.

A lick of those luscious lips had Mims panting like some furry dog in the middle of the August sun. Sonny let go of his hands and pushed him to the bed, climbing over him and holding his wrists above his head, growling, “All mine tonight. My sweet, beautiful boy.”

“My hot, not so old daddy,” he said, laughing while Sonny nodded slowly, his lips curling into a sneer.

“I’m gonna show you how much I missed you.”

Mims was smiling from ear to ear as he whispered, “Miss me a whole lot?”

“You tell me.”

They started out by kissing, and not simply a normal makeup session. No. Sonny was in complete control, rolling him to the side, over him, under him…and when he was under Sonny, Sonny grinded on him like he was doing the same dirty dancing the guys had done that night in the bar, making the crowd crazy.

Mims tried to do the same when he was on top, but Sonny held his hips still and from under Mims, did more grinding.

He was possibly the sexiest man that had ever lived. Every movement he made was pure sex, every look on his handsome face, his dark, dramatic eyes…

He started to take off Mims’s clothes, and still managed to hold Mims down while he did it. When Mims was in nothing more than his briefs, Sonny stood from the bed and undressed agonizingly slowly, all the while staring down at him as if he were keeping Mims pinned to the bed with only his eyes.

That beautiful dick was uncovered and Mims’s mouth filled with saliva, and all he wanted was to taste him, feel that cock stretching his throat.

It was thick, veiny, dark, almost purple once it was filled with blood, like it was in that moment. So full Mims could almost see the entire thing pulsing, a throb that would soon be inside him.

“Let me…let me taste you…”

“Want to have me in your mouth, Mims?”

He nodded hard and smiled in a shy way.

Sonny lay on the bed next to Mims and Mims moved quickly to lean over Sonny’s cock, slurping it into his mouth, slathering saliva all over it while he peered brazenly into Sonny’s heated glare.

His tongue swatted at Sonny’s cock, teasing, and the dark chuckling that rumbled from the man told Mims it was working.

When he finally set his mouth over that delicious cock, he slid down to his throat and pushed more until his throat was filled with it, cutting off his air and heavily activating his gag reflex.

Mims could suppress that, however, and he plunged it deep enough to take it all before he slid back up, his tongue flat against that staff.

It was sexy, watching Sonny enjoy his blowjob. He smiled like he was having the best time, and his hand petted Mims’s hair, fingers pinching his cheek a little before he chuckled again, and that deep sound vibrated through him.

Mims loved to make a man squirm by sucking his dick. He’d always excelled at it, and that night was no exception. He pressed his lips firmly on the staff, flicked his tongue over Sonny’s piss hole, lapping up the precum that poured from the top like delicious lava.

“Up,” Sonny finally said. “I’m not coming in your mouth.”

“Shame. I love to swallow.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he said while he pulled Mims on the bed and covered him with his entire body. “Dirty little slut for me, huh?”

“Yeah. The dirtiest.”

“Good. I like my slut to be nice and dirty.”

Mims was kissed deeply, Sonny’s hands sliding up his arms until they held Mims’s wrists tightly to the bed. He wiggled beneath Sonny, but Sonny didn’t seem to notice as he began to suck a mark on Mims’s throat.

“Sonny, please, fuck me now.”

“Shh.”

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