Page 176 of Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Yours,” I agreed, without thinking too much about the words.

This was only sex, after all. It wasn’t like he really meant it.

I was supposed to give Alex aftercare. I’d made such a point to ask for that when he’d been the one in charge. And yet—here I was, basking in his touch and offering no praise or comfort of my own.

“You did so good,” I managed, though it was difficult. Far more difficult than it should have been. “Such a good?—”

“I wanna lick your hole,” Alex’s voice was right next to my ear. I shivered, my good-Dom-etiquette fleeing. Were we…were we not done? “Please,” Alex’s tongue flickered out to trace the shell of my ear. “Let me lick my cum out of your cunt.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ.” I shuddered like a total asshole. “But you…I mean—aftercare—I need?—”

“I’ll cuddle you when I’m done,” Alex promised.

“I meant that I need—to giveyou—” Oh god, why was this so difficult?

My words were wasted, Alex wasn’t listening.

That was made apparent when his cock slid out of my ass with a hiss from the both of us, and the protective weight he’d been at my back slid low to the ground. His breath was hot against the globes of my ass.

With little to no preamble, Alex’s tongue tickled the top of my crease. He rubbed it there imploringly, only a few inches above where I was twitchy and empty, as his hands gripped my ass cheeks and spread them wide. “Say I can,” Alex begged. “Give me permission—George. I need you to give me?—”

“Lick my pussy,”Oh god.The words were out before I could stop them. I hadn’t meant to say the word myself. Hearing him say it was one thing, but uttering it myself? Totally another. It was filthy. Taboo. Something I had barely even read in books, let alone thought I’d experience in real life.

“Thank you,” Alex’s tongue slid down. “Thank you.”And then he was sucking around my hole. My fists thumped the tile, lips skimming the surface. Alex ate ass like he kissed. Possessive, with no shyness whatsoever. He rubbed his tongue against the rim of my hole, chasing his own flavor inside it, coaxing it out with each, curled flick.

I convulsed, fingers slipping along the wall.

Now it wasmyturn to beg, because that was what I did—pleas falling from my lips as I arched my back and pushed into him.

Brendon hadn’t liked eating my ass.

He’d thought it was “dirty”.

Alex apparently did not share such qualms.

He was voracious about it. Long fat swipes, then needy little flicks. Like he was trying to coax my hole to open even more for him—even though it was already loose from his big, hot dick. “Thank you,” Alex breathed against my ass, his teeth lightly worrying the edge of my rim. Then he slid his tonguedeep. It wriggled, and I sobbed—in particular when he did this scooping motion with it right after, pulling his own cum right out of my gaping ass.

If my dick hadn’t literally just spilled, I would’ve come again.

Alex ate my ass until there was nothing left inside it. And even then, he didn’t stop. Not until I had to reach back to push his head away weakly. My legs were so wobbly I was fairly certain if he didn’t stop trying to impregnate me with his tongue I was going to fall on my face.

“E-Enough,” I whimpered. “Sore.”

“Sore?” Alex’s voice was a pleased purr. “That’s good.” And then he did this frankly unhinged thing, and brought his hand up to lightly spank my hole. It stung, and I jolted.

“Jesus Christ.” I whined, unable to stop him because he was still holding my ass open with the other hand.

“God, you’re so pink back here,” Alex growled. “So fucking pretty. Wanna stick my dick right back in and go again.” He fingered my hole, and it attempted to close—to no avail. Finger slipping in easily, Alex located my prostate right away, and gave it a pointed rub.

“C-Can’t.” My hole squeezed around him and he made a pleased sound.

“Fuck.” Alex pulled his finger free. I thought we were done, until his fingers came back—two this time—and he pushed them in.

“A-Alex.”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t like it.” Apparently, he was no longer foggy-brained and dick-drunk. Well… Actually, maybe he was still dick-drunk. “I’m just checking to make sure my pussy isn’t hurt.” And then a second later, “It isn’t.”

Thank god.

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