Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 140462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 702(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 468(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 702(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 468(@300wpm)
“I want to taste you,” Sylvan whispers, sounding a bit shy again, which combined with the fact that his mouth is on my dick makes me want to plow those pink lips and come right now. His fingers tremble, their movement is slow, but inch by inch, he still finds his way to my ass. Bold. I like it.
“You want me to push in, little prince?” I ask, rocking my hips. We both gasp when my cockhead taps Sylvan’s open mouth. I change my position, because the answer to this question is painfully obvious in his hazy eyes. Resting both hands behind my lover’s head, I hang over him with my cock hovering above his greedy lips.
“Why do I even ask?” I tease as I slide my cockhead in. “Isn’t your body mine to use after all? However I like. Whenever I like.” Okay, okay, maybe only after that bond he’s talking about but I’ve already made my promise, and the idea makes me horny. I push my cock in farther, until it fills his cheek, and I’m treated to the most personalized porn ever. I rock my dick in for good measure, poking at the inside of his flushed cheek again and again.
Sylvan moans and squeezes my ass, but he’s not intent on stopping me in any way. He wants to be my toy, my hot, wet fucksleeve.
And I want him to be that too.
Who would want a treasure like him for only one night? He might be mad, but I’m certainly not.
“Suck it. Gently, really savor how I taste. I want you to remember it in detail, so you can imagine it even when you can’t take it in your mouth, no matter how desperate you get,” I whisper, watching him hollow his cheeks.
And fuck, yes, his warm, smooth mouth feels so perfect around my dick. In an ideal world, I would never pull myself out and remain forever encased by this pillowy comfort.
Every now and then as he sucks, he looks up into my eyes as if to ask if he’s doing it right, and if that isn’t just precious, I don’t know what is. I see no reason to spare him praise when he’s being such a good boy.
“Ah… That’s it, keep your mouth nice and open for me,” I say as I push my cock in deeper, getting him used to the sensation. I let out a grunt every time he sucks harder, letting him know how much I appreciate his horny mouth. Judging by the way his gaze slides from my face and down my body, I’m confident he’s enjoying the show too. Still, I ask.
“You like what you see, hm? You like a big, muscular dude who could fold you like a pretzel and split you open? I know boys like you. You’re just dying to satisfy me as many times as I want.” I babble, pushing in harder. I stop the moment his throat convulses around me, and withdraw gently before he can choke.
Damn, he’s so hot.
He lets out an incoherent whimper that only spurs me on. Despite the tears pooling in his lovely eyes from the strain of taking my dick, he’s not tapping me to pull away or signaling for it in any way.
No. He wants me to fuck his mouth. He’s been waiting twenty-five years for this after all. For a big fat cock tickling his tonsils.
I rock my dick into him at a steady pace and reach back to find his cock not only hard but twitching at my touch. There’s a pool of wetness from all the pre-cum he’s been dripping on his stomach.
“That’s how horny you are?” I ask, barely squeezing his cock, because I don’t want him to come yet. “Painfully stiff just from sucking my dick? Can you taste my juices already?”
I let go of him when his cock twitches in my hand, desperate for release. Too bad. I want him hot and needy when he takes my load.
Locking my eyes on his, I bring my damp hand to my lips and lick his pre-cum off. Damn. It’s so smooth to the taste. “You better get me off, or I’ll never let you come,” I whisper and make another push with my hips, this time, I don’t immediately withdraw after hitting his gag reflex, and when he squeezes my thighs, I shush him in a gentle voice. “Breathe. I know you want to let me all the way in. You want to bury your nose in my pubes and close your lips around the base as I plow in,” I add, massaging his neck as he coughs, blinking away tears.
And still, no pushback.
I want to keep him.
He makes a few needy moans of confirmation and I sense him shifting under me as he slides his hands to the small of my back. He’s so aroused he can’t stay put, so I need to ground him.