Page 70 of My Demon Assistant

Chuckling, Eshim started moving in and out of me, slowly at first before he settled on a steady rhythm. My fingers dug into his neck as I slid my other hand down his back, pressing my face against his shoulder as I panted.

"Next time, I'm gonna fuck you against a wall," Eshim murmured, and my cock twitched, spilling precum onto his abdomen. He chuckled. "Oh, you like that idea, don't you? You want me to hold you up against the wall? Want me to fuck you senseless? Or would you rather I make love to you? Sweet and slow, telling you how much I love you, how much I treasure you? How I want to spend the rest of forever with you?"

Oh fuck, was hetryingto kill me?

"How about both? Can I have both?" I panted into his skin. I was practically limp in his arms, making him do all the work, and I didn't care. It felt too good to care.

"You can have anything you want, Jerry," he promised, and the sincerity in his voice brought tears to my eyes. Had anyone ever said that to me? Even as a kid?

I blinked the tears away, then pulled back so I could look up at him. "I love you too. I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone."

Eshim smiled, a soft, genuine thing that I only ever got to see when it was the two of us.

I gasped as he changed the angle and nailed my prostate dead-on, and his smile shifted into a satisfied smirk as his hands tightened on my ass, and I knew he was about to ramp things up.

Holding on for dear life, I reached for my cock with one hand, but Eshim batted it away and wrapped his own hand around my length.

Clearly, I wasn't allowed to do anything but be there and enjoy the experience, and so I returned my hand to his neck and pulled his nipple into my mouth, smiling when his whole body jerked under mine.

"Jerry," he warned, but if he thought onlyhecould drivemecrazy, I was about to prove him wrong.

As he fucked me, I showered his nipples with attention, grateful for the height difference that allowed me to do it. I played with them using my fingers and my mouth, pinching, licking, and sucking at them as Eshim's thrusts grew more and more erratic.

When I bit down on his nipple, hard, he froze, then pulled out of me, threw me onto the mattress, flipped me onto my stomach, pinned my wrists over my head with one hand, and slid back inside me before I could make sense of what was happening.

I grinned into the mattress as he started fucking me hard and fast, gasping at how different it felt like this. My fingers scrabbled against the mattress as I tried to pull my arms free, but Eshim's grip was firm. Not that I really wanted to be free. I liked being held down like this, liked feeling powerless against him, knowing he'd let go the second I actually asked him to.

"Close," he gasped out, then reached under me to fist my cock. I'd been close for a while now, and his touch was all I needed to come again.

I shouted his name as I spilled onto the sheets, and he buried his face into my hair as he slammed into me one more time before going still.

I could feel his cum filling my insides, and I moaned at how good that felt. I'd never, ever had someone's cum in my ass, and I loved that I'd only ever have Eshim's cum in me.

"Wow," I mumbled when he kept filling me up, and wondered just how much cum he had. It wasn't like he needed it. He was technically dead and could not reproduce.

Not that I was complaining. I liked how it made me feel, and I imagined I'd enjoy feeling it seep back out of me.

"You okay?" Eshim asked as he released my wrists, gave them a gentle rub, and then sat up.

I hummed, then gave a loud, disappointed huff when he slid out of me, which made him snicker.

"You like having me inside you, Jerry?"

"Yeah," I agreed without compunction, then moaned when I felt his cum start to leak out of my hole.

"Oh fuck, you look so good," Eshim murmured, which made me feel a little better.

"I aim to please," I said, as if I'd done anything but lie there and take what he gave me.

Eshim chuckled, then rubbed a palm over my ass, his thumb dipping into my hole. "Want me to clean you up?"

"In a minute. I'm enjoying feeling dirty right now, but I'll probably feel uncomfortable in five minutes."

"Fair enough."

As I lay on my stomach, completely unwilling to move, I mentally thanked whoever was responsible for bringing Eshim into my life. I was so fucking grateful for him, and not just because he'd made me come hard enough to see stars.

Once the drying cum started to get annoying, Eshim cleaned us and the sheets up with a wave of magic, then lay down beside me and pulled the covers over us.

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