Page 43 of Under The Twilight Rainfall
Spanking isn’t my kink, but I bet it’d make one hell of a beautiful noise—and with the little extra roughness he seems to like, he’d probably enjoy it.
I’ll shelve that for another day, though.
“You wanna come like this?” I ask, feeling his cock jerk and drip against my thigh where he’s practically been humping me.
“Fuck no.” He breaks from his trail of kisses and drags me to the bed, flopping down and pulling me on top of him.
His mouth seeks out mine while his hands arrange us to his liking, which ends with me between his spread thighs, and as much as I like tasting his lips, it’s time for me to taste the rest of him.
Dex’s neck is thick and corded, straining back as I trace a vein with my tongue. His skin is salty from perspiration and sweet from god knows what. His body wash? Fuck if I know and fuck if I care.
Dex not only has a nice dark happy trail leading to his dick, his chest and abs also have thick patches of hair that I know drives his viewers wild. They only get to see it, but I’m the one who gets to tug on it and run my tongue through it, who gets to find his pebbled nipples and catch them between my teeth, between my fingers.
“Oh, fuck.” He arches up into my mouth as I suck them, one after the other, rubbing them raw with my tongue until he’s squirming beneath me and tugging on my hair. “Lower. Fuck. Lower. Isn’t enough.”
His broken speech makes me smile as I continue my expedition down his body. When I flick my tongue into his belly button, he shoots me a hot and frustrated look, so I do it again.
“Valen,” he breathes exasperatedly. “Who knew you were such a goddamn tease?”
“Not teasing,” I say, nipping at his hip and absolutely beaming at the low groan I get in response. “Enjoying.”
“Killing me.” He tries to guide my head lower, towards the place he really wants my mouth, but I’m not here to get him off—not that fast anyway.
His balls are heavy, full, and when I suck one into my mouth, he keens so loud I wonder if anyone outside heard. I alternate sucking, licking, and nipping at his sac and taint until his legs start to shake and he draws them up.
He grips my hair, and I finally come up for a breath. Dex is a wreck—panting and flushed—and I don’t think I can get any more aroused until he tugs me up to slant his lips over mine. He’s got to taste his own musk on my tongue, but that doesn’t slow the way he kisses me, doesn’t make it any less animalistic.
“I want you all over me,” he whispers into my mouth. “Inside me. Fuck, make me come.”
I pull away from his mouth, and he yanks my hair hard enough to make my scalp burn. I card my hand through his hair and tug it in return.
“I’m going to worship, praise, and mark every inch of this body until my touch is the only one you remember.”
“Fuck.” He throws his head back, his dick twitching against my thigh. “You’re so fucking dirty.”
“Only for you.” And then I dive back down to lick a stripe up his cock and revel in the shout of my name from his lips.
“Fuckingplease, Val.”
I smirk into the crease of his thigh, catching some of the skin between my teeth then pulling away and slapping his ass.
“Roll over.”
I collect precum from his tip and rub it between my fingers, slipping them between his cheeks to press the slightest bit of pressure against his hole.
“Oh, hell yeah.”
He scrambles to flip to his stomach and hitches his hips up, throwing a lidded look over his shoulder. His hands are gripped tight around the comforter, but I don’t immediately touch him where he wants, first dragging my hand slowly down his spine and feeling his shivers under my fingertips.
“You want it?” I ask, pressing my thumb into the dimple right above his ass.
Dex groans into the pillow, lifting his head to give me a desperate look. “If by ‘it’ you mean your tongue in my ass, then dear god eat me out before I start humping the mattress.”
He’s so fucking cute when he’s bossy. I love driving him out of his mind. I want to make him let go. Give him a reason to want this again.
Because I already know once will never be enough. I’m going to want him infinitely now that I’ve had him.
I part his cheeks slowly just to hear him whine, just to feel the tension in his thighs as the anticipation thrums through him.
