Page 57 of Pose for Me
I widen my stance so he can touch me more, and Ryell doesn’t disappoint. With the help of the bodywash, he slides one finger inside me, pumping in and out slowly.
“Yes,” I murmur, tipping my head up so he can claim my mouth.
Ryell kisses me thoroughly as he thrusts a finger into my pucker. I push back against the digit, wanting him deeper.
But before I can even get close to orgasm, Ryell removes his finger and pulls his lips from mine. I whine, and he laughs, then kisses my forehead. “You’re all clean. Let me rinse off and we can grab some dinner.”
I pout, but Ryell doesn’t care—he simply helps me out of the shower and wraps a towel around my waist. I walk over to the counter to brush my damp hair and dry myself off, my hole tingling from Ryell’s attention.
As I’m brushing my hair, Ryell comes up behind me, crowding against my back. His hard dick presses into me, and I look at his reflection. “Don’t tease me, Daddy,” I murmur with a wink.
Without a word, Ryell reaches around to the front of my towel and loosens the knot. Then he pushes me forward, pressing my chest against the counter. I pant as I glance back at him.
Pure lust clouds Ryell’s face, and my dick punches out violently from my hips.
Dropping to his knees, my Daddy spreads my cheeks and blows against my hole.
“Fuck,” I moan, trying to hold still, but my hips seem to have a mind of their own, rolling back into his face. “Daddy, please.”
The wetness of his tongue on my entrance has a long moan leaving my throat. I grip the edge of the counter hard to remain upright.
He licks from my sac up to the top of my crease, over and over.
“Oh, Daddy. Oh god. Yes please. Deeper. Lick me deeper please. I need it. I—oh god!”
Ryell spreads me open and thrusts his tongue inside. I stretch up to my tiptoes as he eats me out messily, fucking me with his tongue. He fucking feasts on my hole, making obscene noises that bounce off the walls of the bathroom. My knees buckle as he tongues me, but Ryell keeps me on my feet while he drives me closer and closer to release.
A hand comes down on my ass, and I cry out, begging for more. He repeats the same to the other side, the ecstasy and pain mingling to almost push me over the edge.
Ryell removes his tongue, and I whine at him taking pleasure away, but then he replaces his tongue with his fingers, first one,then two. He pumps them in and out of my hole, first slowly, then faster, leaving me breathless.
He licks and teases my rim and balls while he fingers me, the digits stroking my prostate with every thrust.
“You wanna come, baby boy?” he asks, his voice sounding gruff with arousal.
“Yes…oh, Daddy. Please, I wanna…I need…I’m close.”
Ryell removes his fingers and clamps his lips around my hole, sucking and lapping at me like a man starved.
When he reaches around and tugs on my balls, I shout as my cock kicks off, and I blow my load untouched. My head swims with the force of my release as Ryell licks me through my orgasm.
My knees buckle, and I fall against Ryell, my chest heaving. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and smiles down at me. “You good?”
I nod sleepily, returning his grin. “Yeah. Can’t move, though.”
In one smooth motion, Ryell holds me close and rises to his feet. “I got you.”
With a soft sigh, I lean against his chest, allowing him to carry me into the room.
“What about you?” I ask when he lays me on the bed. His dick is still hard, jutting out in front of him. My mouth waters with the need to take him inside and taste his seed. It’s been so long—weeks, months maybe. He was fucking delicious when I swallowed him down the first time. I want more.
“You’re too tired to stand on your feet, baby boy. You’re gonna lie here while I fuck your mouth,” he growls.
My dick stirs, wanting to rally, but like he said, I’m too tired. I’m not too tired to let him use me, though.
Ryell straddles me, his leaking cock in my face. I open my mouth, eager to take him in.
The heavy weight of his shaft as it slides across my tongue makes me moan. Ryell hisses as he pushes farther into my mouth until he hits my tonsils. I stretch my lips as wide as I can to take all of him.
