Page 63 of Bite Me

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Page 63 of Bite Me

Irresistible.

I had to kiss him. Eddie opened for me, pliant and eager, and I licked his tongue. He palmed my back, then ran one hand down my spine and over my ass cheek. Just that simple caress made my fangs itch. I grabbed him by his thighs and lifted him up. Eddie grunted with surprise but didn’t break the kiss as I carried him to the living room.

The sofa was the nearest comfortable surface. As soon as I sat down with him in my lap, we ground against each other, my erection pressing against his. Straddling me, Eddie humped my lap, and I snuck my hands into his underwear. The happy groan he made when I grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands…

“You love this, don’t you?” I ran my fingers through his crease.

Eddie bit my lip. “Uh-huh. Love it when you touch my ass. But I’m sore after last night.”

He grinned cheekily, letting me know he didn’t mind that kind of soreness at all. I trailed kisses down his neck and licked the spot where I’d bitten him before. He moaned.

“Sweetheart?” I whispered against his skin. “You know the effect my saliva has on small superficial wounds…” I licked again, waiting for him to catch up.

“Oh.”

I grazed his neck with my teeth. “Will you get on your knees for me?”

He leaned back to look me in the face, and his eyes grew darker. I gently stroked his straining cock through the cotton with just my fingertips, and he hissed. Then I patted his hips.

“Kneel on the sofa, Eddie.”

“Oh God,” he muttered as he lifted his leg and knelt on the cushion beside me. I tugged his briefs all the way down to expose his ass.

“Spread your legs and push your ass out.”

He hesitated.

“I’ve never done this.”

Damn. “Are you telling me that with how gorgeous your ass is, nobody has ever rimmed you?”

“No.”

I kissed one of the birthmarks on his ass cheeks. “Will you let me do it?”

“Yes.” His reply was quick, making me smile.

I used my thumbs to part his cheeks and expose his hole. There were tiny reddish marks on the little star, traces of our fucking last night. And because I was a bastard, I liked seeing those. I’d fucked Eddie good. Hard and deep, stretching his hole, making him come.

Eddie shifted nervously. “Okay. I’ve showered just before breakfast, so… I think we’re good to… Oh my God!”

I ran my tongue through his crease and over his hole. I lingered on the star, coating it with my saliva, then pressing open-mouthed kisses around it and down Eddie’s taint. I licked from his balls back to his hole, letting his quiet moans guide me. He let out a soft cry when I pressed the tip of my tongue to his hole. Soon, he loosened up and pushed back. I licked inside him, and Eddie’s cries became wild and uninhibited. Pride filled my chest. I was the first to show him this kind of pleasure. With how sensitive he was, of course, he loved rimming. I swirled my tongue around his open hole.

“Touch yourself, sweetheart.”

“I’ll come,” he warned.

“Do it. I want to feel your hole squeeze my tongue when you come for me.” I dove back in, shoving my tongue deep.

“Oh fuck! Fuck…”

I tongue-fucked his hole, and Eddie’s voice broke. He orgasmed on a high-pitched cry, and the ring of muscle spasmed around my tongue. Panting, Eddie collapsed with his chest onto the cushions, but his ass remained high in the air. I palmed his ass cheeks and licked over his hole soothingly as it twitched a couple more times. The skin was pink and healthy now, the chafing and tiny fissures gone. It glistened with my spit. I pressed a chaste kiss to the sweet pucker.

“How does it feel now?” I asked, nuzzling his ass cheek.

“Hmpf.”

Eddie rolled to his side, so I braced myself on my arms above him and found his gaze.