Page 123 of Shadowman
Byron looks astonished, and terrified, andsofucking turned on. No more dancing around this. I want to fuck him, in one way or another, and Iknowhe wants it too, evident when he parts his lips and eases them up to mine.
Pulling his finger out of my mouth, I push it up to his. And to my own shock and awe, he sucks it between his lips.Suckinghis own finger, with me guiding him.
“Byron…” I whimper, and his lashes flutter. “You aresofucking hot. Look at you, love… so unbelievably sexy, my cock isaching.”
He groans softly, whining while he sucks hungrily on his finger as if imagining it’s a cock.Maybe mine…
Tugging the finger out by his hand, I lick up the length of it again, this time not stopping until I’m flicking his bottom lip with my tongue. Thenbitingit.
“Fuck, what are we doing?” he mewls, fisting my shirt with his free hand.
“Who cares,” I rush out, shoving him onto his back and crawling over him. “Stop thinking.”
“’Kay…” he sighs as he arches up to me, gaze lidded and hungry. “Please touch my dick.”
“’Kay,” I growl, reaching between his legs. His cock is full, hard andhuge, and now I’m massagingthat, palming it over his pants until he’s quaking. “Baby, you’re so fucking big.”
“Uhh, shit… I think I just came a little,” he whimpers, and I chuckle breathlessly onto his mouth. “This is so hot… Why is this so hot??”
“What did I say about the thinking?”
“Sorry,” he rasps with his fists in my hair.
“Be a good boy and rub that big cock on me, Raphael,” I breathe, thrusting between his legs.
Like the other night while we were fighting, only so much better. Deeper, hotter,greedier. His long, rock-solid dick is trapped between us while we move together, grinding, working our hips to dry-fuck like it’s going out of style. I can’t even fathom how phenomenal it feels as my hands glide around to possessively palm and squeeze his ass.
“Ohhfuckyeaa…” He shivers.
“You like that?” I growl, head floating off my body. “My hands on you…”
He nods fast, tightening all over.
“God, Byron… Let me fuck you, baby. I want to get you soaking wet and slide in you sodeep…”
And suddenly, he’s shuddering. “Mmfffuuck… Oh fuck, Trev…Trevel.”
Is he… coming??
I think he’s coming!
Bloody hell… now I’m coming.
Out of bloodynowhere, my balls burst, and I shoot all over the inside of my pants while clutching Byron’s trembling body. Holding his hips, I press my throbbing cock into his ass so that I can come on him through our clothes. Even like this, it’s pure euphoria.
“Baby, I’m coming for you,” I whisper, inhaling his ragged breaths.
“Jesus Christ, oh my God…”
“Ohh… Mmm, tell me about it.”
Fluttering down from the most unexpected mutual orgasms ever, we’re both panting like we just swam ten laps. Lips together, brushing. It’s nothing short of astonishing.
“So ridiculous.” Byron rests his forehead on mine. “That was like… some high school shit. How the hell did that even happen??”
“I don’t know, but I think I wet your pants through my pants.” I chuckle.
He snorts, then exhales a jittery breath. “I’m all sticky…”
