Page 99 of The Chameleon

“Holy… fuck…” Matteo whimpered as his body gave in to the wickedness of Ares’s tongue.

In addition to fucking like a god, Ares also ate ass like a goddamn savant.

Powerful hands wrapped themselves around Matteo’s ass cheeks, spreading them apart so that thegod of ass eatingcould get in nice and deep.

“God, that ass of yours tastes amazing. Like coconut and French wine,” Ares moaned, finally coming up for air right around the third time Matteo saw God.

Rummaging around the workspace, Ares let out an annoyed grumble.

“Looking for something?” Matteo asked, curious as to why theGOAEwas no longer enjoying his meal.

“Yeah, lube.”

Chuckling, Matteo snapped off one of the stems from a nearby aloe plant. “Here. Use this.” He passed the oozing green plant to his ass master, curious to see how he’d react.

Ares shrugged. “I’ve used worse.” He took the stem and applied the jelly to Matteo’s abused hole. “Condom?”

“I’m on PrEP,” Matteo answered.

“So am I. No condom it is,” he added, lining up the head of his cock against Matteo’s waiting hole. “Just like old times.”

Stretching out his body, he waited impatiently.

“You gonna talk all day? Or are you going to fuck me with that throbbing cock already?”

Matteo’s cock was leaking everywhere, and his ass was stretched and ready for action.

His heart? The damn thing was busy beating a mile a minute… counting the seconds until he was wrapped in those big and powerful arms.

“You asked for it,” Ares warned before ramming his cock deep inside Matteo’s tight hole without warning.

Fuck!

Matteo threw his head back, blinking as colors of pain flashed before his eyes. He leaned into Ares and felt the man begin nibbling on his ear.

God, could the man be any sexier?

“Who does this ass belong to?”

“You,” Matteo whispered, loving the way his ass stretched out as Ares worked his way inside.

Getting over the initial shock of being impaled by Ares, Matteo bent back over the table, spreading his arms against the surface as he prepared to get the pounding of a lifetime.

“Love seeing that tight hole wrapped around my cock,” Ares said, sliding his meat in and out of Matteo.

“More,” Matteo whimpered. “Harder.”

Gripping Matteo’s hips, Ares began his assault on Matteo’s ass.

Faster and faster, Ares’s thrusts were hard and deep.

The pain was incredible. Feeling Ares stretch his ass to its limit as he fucked into him without mercy was everything that Matteo needed.

“Your ass is so tight.” Ares leaned forward to kiss the top of Matteo’s shoulders.

Matteo secretly loved these little moments of romance. The stolen kisses in between the brute-force poundings. Ares was both strong and gentle, mean and kind. Everything that Matteo was as well. They were a perfect match. Soulmates for those who were into that sappy crap.

Adjusting his angle, Ares began fucking up into Matteo’s ass instead of forward into the table.

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