Page 173 of Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions
“I know what you need,” I said, skimming my toes down low to his balls. Reaching one hand out, I sought the wall for balance so I could trace the shape of him without fear of falling. “Spread wider.”
Alex did as he was told, shuffling his knees outward. The fabric of his joggers pulled tighter, making the shape of his hard dick even more prominent. He was delicious. Chest expanding with each choppy pant, t-shirt translucent as the muggy air in the shower made it cling to his sweat-damp skin. Even his nipples were hard, pressed against the white fabric.
“Good boy,” I murmured, flicking his balls lightly with my toes. He sobbed, dark brow pinching. “You like this?” I cooed, flattening my foot against his length again and giving it a liberal rub. “Needy as a fucking puppy.”
He’d mentioned wanting to try puppy play. I didn’t know much about that kink, but figured he hadn’t been entirely off the mark when he’d thought I’d like it too. Degrading him was just as fun as praising him—especially when his hips fucked up, and the pitiful look on his face made it clear he liked it.
“And you callmeslutty,” I clucked my tongue. “When I know if I keep doing this.” Another rub, root to tip. “You’d come in less than five minutes. Humping my foot like a dog.”
“G-George,” Alex shuddered, hips rutting upward fruitlessly because I pulled my foot back with the motion, taking the pressure away. “Jesusfuck,you’re sexy when you’re mean.”
His cock throbbed.
“Dogs can’t talk,” I told him, pressing down hard again just to soak in his responding growl.
“Woof,” Alex replied. I wasn’t sure if he was teasing me, or giving in. Either way, I rewarded him with another full rub. I even squeezed his crown between my toes at the end, just because I was magnanimous like that.
My own dick was throbbing, pointing right at him, fluid building at the tip. It was still shiny from his mouth—oh.
Yes.
His mouth!
“Open up, puppy,” I commanded, pressing into his dick with my foot, careful to keep my hips open enough that I could lean my pelvis toward him. “There you go—” Alex’s head sank forward, taking me inside his wet-hot-hot heat again. He made a slurping, sucking sound, and I rewarded him with a few sharp rubs to his massive, needy dick.
I could come like this.
I knew I could.
But…
Alex’s big blue eyes were black with need. The twitches of his hips were taunting me. And his cock—Jesus Christ, so fucking big—would feel even bigger when it was inside me. Thick, long, so satisfying. Twitching and throbbing, desperate to spill.
“Okay.” I pulled my foot away. Alex sobbed around me, nearly nicking me with his teeth. I didn’t admonish him though, pressing my foot to his chest instead, right between his pecs. I forced him back with a push, his back arching to accommodate the motion. “You have a minute to get us naked and rinsed off or I’m leaving you here to jerk off alone.”
It was an empty threat, but Alex didn’t seem to realize that.
He jumped to his feet fast enough he stumbled.
Reaching out to steady him, my cock pulsed as he yanked his t-shirt andpants down in quick succession. He kicked them away just like I’d kicked my shoes. With all that gorgeous tan muscle on display it was difficult to decide where to look. His chest? Still expanding with each ragged breath. His flat belly, sucking in and out in jagged bursts. The V-cut that led to the dark riot of curls between his legs. Or his cock, long, veiny, and soaked with his own pre-cum. It leaned against his thigh as it throbbed and throbbed, begging for attention, foreskin pulled back to show the slightly lighter pink tip.
He truly was gorgeous.
And so far gone.
“Color?” I checked in, breathless.
“So fucking green, baby.” Alex’s hips jerked forward, rutting into the empty air like he was trying to fuck me before he’d even gotten inside my body.
We made quick work of my clothes too. And the shower. Rinsing off the lake water, the sweat from the day, and some of the fluids we’d already shared.
“Grab the lube,” I commanded when the shower turned off.
In a blink Alex was back, lube in hand, cap already open. “Slick up your fingers,” I directed. A thrill swooped through me as he did what he was told immediately. Apparently, Alex was an unrepentant tease—unless he thought it would delay his opportunity to fuck my ass. Then he was obedient as a lamb. “Good,” I said, watching his fingers become glossy with the slippery substance. “Now wrap them around your dick.”
“No—” Alex keened. “No, no.” His hand shook. “I want to—toyou?—”
Obviously he thought I was going to make him jerk off because he hadn’t cleaned us quick enough. I wasn’t that cruel.
