Page 78 of Off the Pitch

David’s fingers caressed my cheek, bringing my lips to his in a deep kiss. His tongue pushed against my lips, demanding entrance, and I yielded to him, letting him take whatever he wanted. Sparks of pleasure thrummed across my skin, and I whined when he pulled away, my mouth chasing his.

“No, baby. I’m in charge, remember?”

I nodded, biting my lip. My cock throbbed, already hard inside my boxers. I’d never ever considered the idea of being given orders in sexual way, but apparently my body liked it when David was doing the ordering.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” David added, moving close for another kiss. One hand slid under my t-shirt, reaching up to tease my nipples as the other pushed into my hair, his mouth taking mine in endless kisses that left me breathless and wanting so much more. My hands found his waist and his ass as he pushed my thighs apart, slotting his leg between them. His hard cock brushed against mine, and I groaned into his mouth.

“Are you excited already?” he growled into my ear, running his tongue across the pulse point in my neck. “Because I can’t wait to be inside you.”

There was so much heat in his words, so much promise and desire, that I felt like melting into a puddle on the floor. All I could do was nod breathlessly before he turned my head and teased me with a gentle kiss, his lips barely brushing mine this time. A whine slid from me as he pulled away. I needed more. I needed everything. But David had won, so he got to take me apart, and I knew he was going to drag it out for as long as he could.

“Upstairs. I want to get you spread out on that giant bed of yours.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards and up the stairs, stopping every so often to push me against the wall and kiss me senseless. By the time we made it to my bedroom, I was sure David was planning to torture me until I dropped dead.

And now I was so wound up that I couldn’t think of anything except getting David inside me. I’d never wanted anything more in my life.

David let go of my hand, leaving me standing at the foot of the bed as he perched on the end. “Strip,” he ordered, lips curling into a hungry smile. “Slowly.”

I nodded, pulling off my unzipped hoodie and then my t-shirt, casually dropping them onto the floor and noting with pleasure the way David’s eyes roamed over my body. I’d worked hard for it, and I loved that he appreciated it.

Sliding my fingers under the waistband of my jeans, I slowly popped the top button and then the buttons on the fly before wiggling my hips to send them sliding to the floor. I kicked them off and quickly toed off my socks before reaching for my boxers.

“Wait.” David stepped closer. “I want to do that.”

He was still fully dressed, and I loved the way his clothing brushed against my bare skin, sending a little shiver through me. His fingers danced across my chest, stopping to tease my nipples before skating down my abs. One hand reached around to squeeze my ass, pulling me closer to him. “You have such a perfect ass,” he murmured, lips brushing against my ear. “It’s going to feel so good around my cock.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Please.”

David stepped back, giving me another smile filled with love and desire. His fingers quickly pulled down my boxers, my erection springing free. I desperately wanted him to touch me, but he’d already stepped back to pull off his own clothes.

“You’re perfect,” I said, watching as David pulled off his jeans and boxers. I licked my lips at the sight of his half-hard cock. I really, really wanted to suck him.

“No, that’s you,” he replied, his expression softening and shining with love. His fingers wrapped around my waist as he pressed a sweet kiss against my lips. It was softer than the others, but no less full of desire. I pushed close against him, trying to grind my cock against his, hoping to tease him into speeding things up, but it didn’t work, and instead he growled into my ear.

“Stop that, Christian. Remember, I’m in charge here.”

Pleasure thrummed under my skin at his words, little sparks dancing across my nerves. This was definitely a new feeling, but it wasn’t an unwelcome one. My erection was begging for attention, but somehow, I got the feeling I wasn’t going to be allowed to touch that either.

David drew me into a deep kiss, shutting off the running train of thought that was racing through my brain, as his tongue licked against my lips and pushed inside. His arms pulled me close, wrapping around me to caress my shoulders and trail down my spine. I loved how warm and firm he felt against me. I’d never felt safer or more loved in my life than when I was wrapped in his arms.

David’s kisses were slow and deep and claiming, making me feel like I was burning from the inside out. I pushed against his lips, trying to get more of them faster. To speed this up until we were so wound up that we couldn’t do anything else.

I couldn’t help but groan as he pulled away, a fiery glint in his eyes as he smirked and brought a thumb up to caress my chin, making a tutting noise as he regarded me. “Slow down, Christian,” he said. “We are not going to rush. Are you not enjoying my kisses?”

“I am,” I said, aware of the fact I was whining. “But…”

“But you want more?” David teased, running his thumb along my bottom lip.

“Please,” I groaned, trying to draw his thumb into my mouth so I could suck it.

“Such a greedy boy,” he said with a chuckle. “Get on the bed.” David released me, patting my ass and gently pushing me towards the bed. I climbed up on all fours, deliberately wiggling my butt as I crawled towards the headboard. Behind me, I could hear him chuckling, which I was counting as a win. I could totally break his stern demeanor and get what I wanted. At least, that was what I thought until I felt the bed dip behind me and his hands on my cheeks, pulling them apart, and a hot puff of breath against my hole.

“Ohhh,” I gasped, as David’s tongue began working over my pucker. Moans dripped from my lips as he pushed his tongue in, gently fucking me open. It was wet and messy and one of the most delicious things I’d ever experienced.

“Fuck. You taste so good, baby.” David groaned, his mouth still pressed between my cheeks. “Got such a great ass.”

“Yeah,” I said, my brain trying to remember how to form words. His tongue kept flicking and laving over me, steadily reducing me to nothing more than a whimpering puddle of bliss. His fingers teased over my ass and slowly reached around to wrap lightly around my throbbing cock. My mind and body were utterly torn, wanting nothing more than to fuck into David’s fist but also not wanting to be away from his sinful mouth. My hips stuttered forward, chasing his grip and then back onto his tongue, trying to push it deeper into me. White-hot pleasure zipped through me, building with every lick, every kiss, every twist of his grip that had me gasping for air.

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