Page 36 of Bite Me
He whimpered, and his hips jerked before he stiffened, his hand holding the desk so hard the wood creaked.
I was an asshole.
I slid off the chair and onto my knees. In seconds, I had his slacks open and his underwear tucked under his balls. His cock was heavy with blood, the veins throbbing. My need to give him relief was instinctual.
I sucked him down into the back of my throat.
“Aah!”
Both Eddie’s hands went into my hair. He clutched my head to him as he bucked with abandon. I placed my hands on his hips, not guiding him or restraining him but letting him know it was okay and that he could use me.
He thrust hard, fucking my mouth like a hole, jabbing his cockhead as deep as he could. I didn’t mind one bit. Not like I had a gag reflex.
“Augh. Oh fuck. Fuck!”
I tightened my lips around the base of his cock and swallowed his cum. The knowledge that it was now in me, together with his blood, was intoxicating.
I merely had to squeeze my erection through my pants, and it was game over. Groaning around Eddie’s hard cock lodged in my throat, I came into my underwear.
Eddie wavered.
I shot up and hugged him before he could keel over. I brought him gently to the floor, where I sat on my butt, and he curled to my chest.
I weaved my fingers through his hair.
Minutes went by, and he didn’t move an inch. His heartbeat calmed down ever so slowly, but then it picked up again. I could almost hear his thoughts. Any moment now, my stolen time with him would be over.
A few more seconds. God, I loved just holding him.
Eddie broke the silence, his voice empty. “I can’t believe I did that.” He fumbled for his groin, tucked himself in, and zipped up.
“You didn’t do anything. The responsibility is mine.”
He pushed at my chest feebly, and I loosened my embrace. With an unfamiliar, dull pain in my chest, I watched him move away from me and lean his back against the opposite wall. He put his hand on his forearm in what seemed an unconscious move, covering the place where I’d bitten him. The scar was long gone.
“We can’t do this again,” he murmured. He was pale and solemn, his earlier passion gone.
I wassuchan asshole.
“I’m sorry, Eddie. This is my fault. You’re safe from me, okay? I won’t ever jeopardize your career, I promise.”
“I started it. I thought I could hold back…and just let you drink. But I…”
“I shouldn’t have done it. I knew how strongly you get affected by the venom. I shouldn’t have bitten you.”
He shook his head, a self-deprecating smile marring his lips. “We’re both at fault, then. Can we forget about it?”
Impossible. “Of course.”
“Thanks for being discreet.”
“No problem.”
“Maybe don’t…don’t let yourself get hungry like that again?”
How could I feed from someone else ever again? I pushed down my panic and pasted on a fake smile. “Sure. Stay put, I’ll get you a drink.”
My cum was getting sticky in my underwear as I walked down the empty hallway. I thought of it as too mild a punishment for my stupidity.
