Page 112 of Extradition (Mobsters + Billionaires 1)
“A little wider, baby.”
He’s awkward as his abdominal muscles tense to keep his legs in place while he does as I ask. I thrill at the uncertainty in his eyes, knowing he needs this morning as much as I needed last night.
I press and hold the laser on the next section down, and my cock leaks at the sound of his little whimper. He shivers, struggling to maintain his hold, his belly muscles twitching under the strain.
There’s not much to laser, and I quickly work through the rest of the sections, not giving him a single second of peace until I’ve completed my mission.
“I want your hole smooth and shiny, but it’ll take several sessions to achieve that. You willing to commit to that?”
Still in the uncomfortable position, his knees around his ears, his body shaking as he holds his cheeks open for my examination, he nods without hesitation.
I kneel forward and lick the irritated pink skin. He grunts, but his cock twitches.
“Too sensitive?”
He shakes his head, and I attack him with gusto, licking, nipping at him as the muscles loosen. Spearing him with the tip of my tongue, I fuck his hole as deep as I can until I feel him begin to clench around me.
“Joe, yes. Joe. Oh my God. Joe, please.” His panting cries, the way his voice squeals up on my name…fuck, that just does it for me.
His position prevents him from stroking himself, so I press harder, going just a little further as he shakes apart, losing his hold on his legs and his cheeks, thrusting up as he comes on a whimper, with simply my tongue in his hole.
I sit back, and he spreads out like a warm glaze, twitching and moaning from aftershocks. I snuggle up against him, letting my fingers drift across his over-sensitized skin, stopping to drag a nail across a peaked nipple. He cries out, punching his hips up, completely out of his mind.
I run my fingers through his cum and feed it to him before licking the remnants off his skin.
“I haven’t come yet. What will you give me? Your mouth, your ass, or your hands?” I ask, knowing he’d rather float for a few more minutes.
Rand flops over, grabbing a pillow and shoving it under his hips. “Use my ass, please.”
I think about our first encounter and wonder if he could have ever imagined something like this between us.
“I just zapped the hell out of your hole. Are you sure you can handle it?”
He tilts his head to the side, his grin visible from behind. “I can take anything you want to give to me.”
I slick myself up and push in carefully, my nipples hardening at the sound of his groan. “God, you’re such a slut. I could bring anyone in here and your slutty little ass would take every single one of them and beg for more. You could have cum dripping from your nose, and you still wouldn’t be satisfied.”
He shakes his head into the mattress. “Just your cock. Just your cum.”
I roll my hips, loving his grip on my body. “Mm, that’s right, baby.”
He lies there, taking it, turning me on with the way he lets me use his body.
“So compliant and willing,” I murmur, picking up the pace.
I scooch a little farther up and straddle him, going deeper, taking my pleasure as he zones out. Finally, the way his face never loses its blush and the total submission to my cock have their way with me. I pull out, spilling across his reddened skin.
He whimpers as I lick the cum off him, then flip him over, feeding it to him. Back among the living, he blinks sleepily, avoiding my eyes as he licks his lips.
“You shy around me, baby?”
He nods as his blush spreads down his neck.
“Why?” I ask, damn well knowing the answer.
He hesitates, and I flick his nipple. “Tell me.”
“I just…I just worry that you’ll think I’m not really man enough for you in daylight hours.”
