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He had no idea how I had longed for him; no idea how many times I had imagined him as I came. I had been content to watch him in my mirror for too long. Now I wouldn’t be satisfied until I had all of him.

“Don’t regret it in the morning,” I whispered, pressing my lips against his throat. There was a red spot left by the fucker earlier, and I wouldn’t let that stand. I sucked on the same spot, hard, not stopping until Oliver started hitting my shoulder.

“What was that for?” he demanded.

“You really think I was going to fuck you with another man’s hickey on your body?”

I was going to enjoy this. My tongue glided across his collarbone, tasting him. He whimpered as I slid my hands over his stomach, using only the slightest pressure. I trailed my kisses down his chest until I reached one of his nipples and swirled my tongue around it as I sucked him into my mouth.

Oliver gasped. “Don’t play with my nipples.” His voice came out breathy and low.

The corner of my lip curled up, but I didn’t stop. I sucked harder, kneading his nipple with my teeth as it stiffened. He gasped again as I pulled away with a pop. “Why not?” I purred. He couldn’t hide from me this time. My hand wrapped around his length, unbearably hard. “Your body’s more honest.”

He tilted his head away from me, using one arm to cover his face. Little good it did him; the red flush had already spread down his throat.

I chuckled. He made me want to tease him, but I needed to play nice.

I tightened my grip on his cock, earning a fresh cry from his lips. “Should I let you cum once?” He didn’t answer, so I gripped him even tighter. “Answer me.”

“Yes,” he breathed. “I want to cum.”

“Good boy.” I was nearly there myself, and I needed to calm down or I would lose myself before I was inside him.

While I would have been content to spend the rest of the night tasting his skin, his cock pulsed beneath my hand, begging for release. I pushed away from him, moving back until I was kneeling on the floor.

“What are you -fuck,” he groaned as I took him in my mouth. He was already dripping pre-cum, and I drank him in as I swirled my tongue around the head. “God, Ben,” he whimpered. “I can’t.”

I shivered, desire pulsing in my cock. It was painfully hard now, almost unbearable. He moaned, and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I cupped his balls, squeezing each time I bobbed my head, creating my own rhythm. His hips were bucking, and sweet sounds flowed freely from his lips.

I swallowed him completely, my eyes watering as his shaft pressed into the back of my throat. He came with a cry and sent his hot seed down my throat. I took it all and wiped the saliva from my mouth as I released him.

His chest rose and fell, his sharp nipples reaching toward the ceiling. There were tears in his eyes, those beautiful fucking eyes. They just watched me as I stood, then traveled down to the bulge behind my briefs. “What about you?” he asked, quietly.

I dragged my hand down my chest, down my stomach, not stopping until it rested on my cock. My head tilted back as I palmed myself. I groaned at the pressure, the front of my briefs already damp from my pre-cum.

I lowered my head and looked back at him, splayed across the bed. Waiting for me. “We’re not done yet.”

Chapter Five

“Impossible.”

“It’ll fit.”

“I’m telling you it won’t.”

“Oliver,” I hummed. “It’ll fit.”

He had crawled to the other side of the bed, his eyes wide as they took in the sight of me. My briefs lay on at my feet, forgotten, as I ran my fingers up and down my length. As soon as I had sprung free, he had moved away as if in fear, but he couldn’t hide the lust on his face. He was dripping with it.

He was like a cat with its ears back, tense, staking out the environment. He was trying to decide whether or not to run away, but he and I both knew he would see this through.

“What happened to your curiosity?” I asked, keeping my distance from him.

He bit his lip, then cut his eyes down. After a few seconds, he spoke again, barely more than a whisper. “Will it hurt?”

Jesus, why was he so cute? I shook my head. “Not unless you want it to.”

“I don’t…I don’t think I do.”

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