Page 18 of Amour Fou
As slowly as I possibly can, I lower my mouth to press my lips ever so softly against his, using my tongue to lick along the along the seam, kissing him for the first time.
It’s slow… new.
He’s hesitant at first, stiffening below me, the muscles in his jaw ticking against my palm. I rub my thumb in a circular motion over his cheek, calming him, making him remember it’s just me. Nobody else.
Raising up onto his knees, Xaden grasps my face, pulling me closer and kissing me back with more force than I did previously. I open my mouth a little, allowing his tongue entry, giving him the control he needs right now… in this moment.
After a while, his hands fall from my face, lips still attached to mine while his fingers search for the button on my black trousers, popping it through the hole. The teeth of the zip grinding together as he tugs it down, drives me mad. Reaching inside the waistband of my boxers, he wraps his rough hand around my hard shaft, and I automatically groan on instinct. Xaden opens his mouth wider, stealing the sound from my throat and swallowing it down into his own.
“Ffuuck,” I growl.
With his free hand, he cups my chin, squeezing it a little harder than I expect and pulls back from the kiss.
“Lay back,” he demands softly, and I comply.
Widening my legs further, I bridge my hips, enabling him to pull my pants just below my ass. I groan with pleasure at the connection of his tongue sliding up the underside of my cock. All the way from base, flicking up and over the tip and swiping the bead of precum from my crown.
“Je-sus,” I grunt through gritted teeth.
Another elongated moan slips free from the depths of my throat just as Xaden sucks the head of my throbbing shaft into his mouth. Resting my hand on top of his head, I let him take the lead. “Just like that, fuck.”
I watch him slowly bob up and down, taking more of me with each twisted stroke of his hand. I moan, tension already building in my lower stomach. “Goddamnit you take me so well. Fuck!“ He releases a deep moan, the vibrations travelling from the tip of my cock to my groin, my balls drawing up instantly. “Good boy, that’s it…” I hum, my head falling back against the seat with a light thud. “Just like that… don’t stop.”
The sounds of him slurping, drool trickling over the angry veins of my cock, and the tip hitting the back of his throat, create a squelching sound. Swallowing around me, his throat closes up and a shock of enjoyment travels straight to my balls.
My fingers tighten in his short black hair, and I feel him freeze as though he already knows what I want to do, and without removing my cock from his mouth, he offers me a curt nod. Giving me permission to take what I need.
What I really want from him.
“That’s my boy,” I praise. “Look at me, Xaden. I want to see your eyes water while I fuck your throat.”
I stand from my seated position. Xaden’s large hands gripping my thighs. His eyes widen, looking up at me like I’m the Massiah and he is a man worshipping me at the altar of his church.
“You look fucking perfect swallowing my cock, I’m so proud of you.”
Clearly Xaden is a praise boy, because the moment I say those words, his eyes roll back on a moan. With his mouth still stuffed full of my cock, I glide my fingers through the crown of his hair.
“Touch yourself while I own your throat, but do not think for a single second you can come.” Frowning, he looks up at me with a slight tilt to his head. “You’ll save that for later. For her.”
I watch as he wraps both hands around his cock, gripping it roughly, stroking himself up and down in slow, orbital fisted movements as I begin to fuck his throat slowly and deeply. Directing my attention to Alyssa, I must’ve been concentrating too hard on my best friend, because I clearly didn’t notice the moment she started to touch herself.
Each one of her legs are resting on either arms of the chair, her fingers playing with her clit. The black skirt she’s wearing is ruched up to her waist, the tightness of the black corset thrusting her breasts up to the point they’re nearly spillingover the top, and her beautifully bare pussy lips are spread open. A clear sheen of arousal glossing her skin as it slowly slides from her hole to the seat. Alyssa’s moans are now starting to blend with mine and the moment Xaden hears, he presses his hands to my thighs, pulling back entirely.
“Is she doing what I think she’s—”
The rasp of my laugh gives him pause. “Yes, and fuck me, brother it’s a sight.” I cup his jaw, angling his face to look at her, and I whisper in his ear, “Go to her.”
Keeping my eyes on her I watch as she dips her middle finger inside her core, gathering her arousal, further spreading it over her clit. Xaden stands from his kneeling position. His whole demeanour changing instantly, closing the distance between him and Alyssa.
I watch her look up at him, cheeks dusted with a soft pink hue, her bottom lip taught between her teeth. “Up.”
She follows his command perfectly, lowering her feet to the floor and rising from the chair. He moves to stand behind her and I marvel at the angel before me. The amber hues from the fake candlelight dancing over one side of her body, giving her a devilishly sinful glow.
Xaden threads his hand through her long red hair, tugging her head back before he tastes her lips. The kiss is bruising, rough. With his free hand he slaps her pussy as hard as he can, and I grin when her legs buckle.
“We did what you asked,” he groans against her cheek, “so now you’re going to do everything we say. Isn’t that right, Butterfly?” She hesitates for no more than a split second before she nods. “Take your clothes off, now.”
I stand from my seated position and close the distance between myself and them, the both of us watching as she begins to strip naked as slowly as possible. Getting in one more tease before we have full control over her body. Any time I’ve ever played with someone at Deepest Desires, I’ve always been the one in control. Command RP is my specialty, and tonight, she’ll experience it for the first time.
