Page 105 of Himbo Hitman
“Oh. Oh fuck.” The fingers of his good arm tangle in his hair while the other grips the sheets under us. “Did you just lick my ass?”
“I dunno.” I do it again. “Did I?”
“You did. You licked my ass.” His feet pull up to plant on the bed either side of me.
“Any objections?”
“Hard to say. It’s weird, but I want you to do it again.”
So I do. And the more I lick, the deeper Perry’s breathing gets. I press my face deeper, and then Perry does something that almost makes me blow my load; he draws his knees up to his chest.
With a groan, I pull his cheeks apart and bury my face between them. I’m not going to do more than tease him, but the way he’s so into this is doing things to me. The kind of things that have me slowly dragging my cock over the mattress to try and ease the way I’m aching for him.
I kiss and lick and suck all around his hole, sinking into how sexy the sounds he’s making are. How he’s panting. Squirming. I’m in fucking bliss as I work him up, and for the first time in days, everything else shuts out of my mind as I focus on him.
“I wanna come … I wanna come …”
Of course he does. I’ve been eating his hole for who knows how long now, and the fact he’s only just started begging shows he has more restraint than I thought.
“You forgot to say please.”
Perry pounds his fist against the mattress. “Please. Please, please, please.”
I lean forward and swallow his cock. He thrusts uncontrollably as I swallow him down my throat, giving him all the room to use me that he needs. His precum is a salty tease, and every time his smooth tip passes over my tongue, I hum in pleasure. Perry is a fucking gift.
My hand slips back between his legs so I can gently stroke his hole. I play and suck, wanting to drive him out of his mind as easily as he’s driving me out of mine. Miles of muscle stretch out in view, and I want to wrap myself up in them.
“Ah,shit.”
His hips give a final buck as he floods my mouth with his cum. I swallow it all. Lap him clean. And when his dick slowly softens, I let it slip out of my mouth.
Perry’s exhale makes him sink into the bed.
“You good?” I check.
“The best.”
I crawl up his body, achingly hard, desperate for his mouth. I don’t want to make him uncomfortable or feel forced into anything, but I am curious how deep this attraction goes for him. Now he’s blown his load, will he still be into me?
“No chance you’d want to return the favor?” I ask, nuzzling against his jaw. “You can say no. Just looking at you is enough to get me off.” I wasn’t planning to say that last part, but for some reason, I’m scared of his response.
“You want me to suck your cock?”
“No. That sounds horrible. The worst.”
He laughs and pulls back a little so those big, dark eyes can study my face. “I think I want to do it.”
“Again, this is the sort of thing you need to be sure about.”
Perry taps my jaw with his knuckles. “And again, I’m never sure about anything. But I want to try.”
For a second, I contemplate telling him no, but his sincerity is one of those things I like most about him, and I can tell he means it. He wants to try, and if it’s not for him, I’m sure he’ll tell me. It’smore of that knowing him without knowing him connection I can feel between us. Some things don’t need to be said.
“No pressure from me,” I remind him.
“You worry too much.” He leans in, smiling lips against mine. “How should we do it?”
I reach down and stroke myself a few times, too excited by this to think clearly. It needs to be in a way that won’t hurt his shoulder. “Umm … maybe kneel beside the bed?”
