Page 57 of Unruly
“Do you know what frotting is?”
I shake my head. “No.”
“It’s heaven, and I’m gonna show you. Stay right here.”
I nod, watching as he hops up and disappears down the hall. I remove my underwear from around my ankles and turn myhead in time to see him walking back, his heavy cock swinging between his thighs.
Wow.
His cock.
It’s… a work of art.
He waves a clear bottle at me. “This will help.”
“What is that? Something to drink?”
“Nope. You’ll see.”
Borja climbs onto the couch, straddling me. His cock stands at attention, bouncing above me, a glistening drop of liquid clinging to the tip. His eyes roam from my face to my dick, and he smiles.
“You’re perfect.”
I start to object, but Borja gets my attention by opening the bottle in his hand and pouring a stream of liquid between my legs.
“Oh.”
“It gets warm too. Watch.”
He presses against me, exploring my mouth again, and as our cocks bump together, the sticky liquid coating us does indeed begin to warm.
“Oh my.”
“Good, right?” Borja ruts into me, gripping my hips with his strong hands.
Our bodies slot together perfectly as we find a rhythm that leaves me speechless. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. I didn’t even know it was possible.
“Fuck,” Borja whispers, biting the edge of my jaw. “Farns, you feel incredible. Is it good?”
I nod, panting and clutching his shoulders.
“Touch my ass. Squeeze it.”
I slide my hands down his back and barely reach his ass, but I do as he asked, kneading his flesh with my fingers.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he says. “You ever fuck a guy, babe?”
I shake my head. I wouldn’t even know how.
“Ah, you should. You’ve got a perfect dick for it. Not too long, not too thick. Just right.” He grips my chin. “Would you like to fuck me?”
I open my mouth, searching for words, but all that comes out is a breathy whimper.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He smiles. “Right now though, I’m gonna make you come so hard. I’m gonna come too, all over you. You ready for that?”
I nod, gazing into his pretty eyes. His face is flushed, his brow damp with sweat, his curls sticking to his skin. All the gods, this man is incredible.
He wraps one of his legs around my body, locking me against him. I simply bury my face in the crook of his neck, losing myself in the pleasure of his cock sliding against mine.
