Page 122 of Bazooka
I snorted. “Of course, you mean something to me. You cook for me. You clean the condo. On occasion, you’re amusing. You’re cute in the mornings, but annoying after a long day at work.”
“Fuck you, Levi. Not funny.”
I grinned, watching him hop toward the bedroom, but my eyes were on his ass. God, that ass! It had to be created for me; otherwise, why was I unable to look away?
I stood up and followed him into the room when a bottle of lube hit my head.
“Fuck me again,” Luz demanded, looking pissed off.
I caught it, chuckling.
“Did you know that the sight of your hole spread wide by my dick is the sweetest sight in the world?” I asked him, feasting on the enticing view.
“I bet it is, but not as sweet as the sight of your dick inside me,” Luz countered, eyeing me hungrily. “Do it already.”
I climbed on top of him and settled between his thighs, but I didn’t enter him. I just watched his beautiful, anxious face.
“Luz—”
“Don’t speak. Just fuck me.”
“Listen to me,” I said, caressing his cheek. “I care about you. Not because of your ass or your dick, although all of that is heaven-sent, but because of…”
I flicked his forehead. “This.”
“My head?”
“Your brain. The ridiculous things that leave your mouth. The way you make me laugh, and I’m not a laughing person. The way you make me happy, Luz, and you have no fucking idea how much I appreciate it.”
He pouted. “You’re going to make me cry. Kiss me… quick.”
I smiled and kissed him.
“Love me,” he murmured against my mouth, as I kissed the shit out of him. His mouth. His face. His nose. His forehead. His cheeks.
“Is that enough kissing, pest?” I asked him when he gasped for air.
“No, keep doing it if you want in my ass again. I’m not even joking.”
I looked at my precum-dripping cock, shaking my head in frustration.
“Can we negotiate?”
“What do you offer, Alisson?”
I gave it some thought.
“A full week of flirting for, let’s say… five minutes in your ass?”
Luz chuckled, stroking his dick shamelessly.
“And I can stay at your place?” he asked me as I pushed my cockhead into his hole, unable to stop myself. I just dipped inside, and already I couldn’t breathe.
“It’s too dangerous,” I managed to say, feeling dizzy. “You’ve got me fucking begging here, Luscious Lucius.”
“Let me stay here, and we have a deal, Alisson.”
I gave in. “Fucking hell. Fine. Anything.”
