Page 69 of Penalty Zone

He smirks at me over his shoulder. “Are we talking interlocking blocks or sex toys?”

“You want a block in your ass, Baby Doll?” I palm his ass cheeks. His torso contracts, and I can tell he’s holding back a laugh, which makes me chuckle. “Life with you will never be boring.”

“Nope.” He shakes his ass. “But less teasing—more demanding, Daddy.”

I smack his ass so hard the sound cracks in my ears and sends him forward on his face with a yelp. “Better?”

“So good,” he moans.

“When you’re out of season, I’m going to spank you so you won’t be able to sit for fucking days.” I soothe my strike with my tongue.

“Talking like that will make me come,” he pants.

I lean in for a little taste, but Caleb, without lube, is a meal to feast on. This time, the unintelligible sounds are mine. I pat the bed for the box, not willing to remove my face until I’m ready for the next step. He shoves the container toward me, and I find the lube and the vibrator.

Caleb whimpers when my tongue leaves him. “Can I watch?” he asks.

“Flip over.” He follows my instructions like he was born to do it. “Pull your knees up.” He does and I have an idea. “Stay there one second.” It’s dark in the bedroom, and I pull open the blinds to the balcony so the sliding glass door becomes a gigantic mirror. “You can watch us both.” I kneel between his legs and kiss him.

“Leo, how am I going to hold off?”

“Because my Good Boy doesn’t come until he’s told.” I lube the dildo and tease his hole.

“I’ve got to be close to my nine lives.” His head hits the pillow, and he throws his arm over his eyes.

I have no idea what he’s talking about, but I do know he’ll enjoy this. My tongue softened his muscles, so entry is seamless. “See how gorgeous you look.” I palm the knee on the opposite side of the window.

Caleb lifts his arm and meets my eyes. His pupils are huge, with only a thin ring of bright green around the black.

“Your ass is sucking the toy in.” I turn it on low, and his back bows off the bed. I work it in and out, then tilt the angle.

“Leo,” he screeches when I hit his prostate.

I turn off the vibration to back him off the edge. After his breathing evens out, I turn on the medium setting, working him back to the brink. When he gets there, I pull it out and blanket him with my body, kissing him.

“You’re evil,” he gasps, wrenching my head to kiss me deeper.

I don’t say anything while I leave open-mouthed kisses down his body. His cock has leaked all over his belly, and I lap it up.

“I can’t decide if your cum or your ass tastes better.” I swallow him.

“You’ll never have to choose.” He fists the sheets and drives his shaft into my throat.

I pin his hips with one arm and insert the dildo on high. His groan is more animal than man, and I impale him downmy throat, ready for his release. I realize my mistake when he thrashes and locks all of his muscles.

“Come for me.” The words are barely out before I suck him dry.

I slide the toy in and out until his hands push at me, then I remove it but keep his cock resting on my tongue. My hands caress his skin as he comes down from his orgasm. As he recovers, he flails his hands to touch me but grabs my sweater and lets out a disgruntled snarl. Keeping my mouth in place, I remove my pants, then reluctantly break contact to tear off my top.

“Too sensitive,” he cries when I lick him.

I’m crazed for skin-to-skin contact and lie on him, my throbbing cock next to his spent one.

“Want to make you feel good,” he slurs, drunk on sex.

“You make me feel like a king,” I say truthfully.

“It’s because you’re king of the jungle,” he says, and I pull back, eyebrows raised. “Your eyes, you’re a lion, a predator.”

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