“Vince,” he groaned, and I smirked.
“You like that thought, don’t you?” I asked. “You like how much I want you.”
“Yes.” He placed his chin on my stomach, looking at me.
I brushed my fingers through his purple hair. “You love that I’m hard and aching for you.”
“Yes,” he replied with a moan.
“That’s because you’re my good boy.”
Don didn’t reply but let out a lewd noise that had my dick throbbing.
At the sight of those perfect green eyes latched onto my face and the feel of his rough breath on my skin, I cupped his cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
My heart thrashed against my ribs. I wanted to yank him up and press my lips against his, but Don wiggled away. He kisseddown my stomach, dragging his tongue over the trail of hair that led to my cock.
“I adore this,” he commented, nuzzling my hair.
“Good, because I’m not shaving.”
Don frowned. “I don’t want you to get rid of it.” He kissed the bush at the root of my cock, making me groan. God, he was so close to where I wanted. “I love it.”
Words were impossible because Don licked my weeping tip.
“Ungh,” I grunted.
The friction of his scales on my sensitive glans was almost too much. Don sucked my cock into his mouth, working his tongue over my shaft as he slid down. The wet heat of his mouth made me cry out as I fisted his hair. It took every ounce of control I had to not thrust up into his mouth and chase the touch.
He bobbed up and down, cheeks hollow as he took more of my cock until the head hit the back of his throat, making him gag and pull off. Don tried again and gagged once more. Tension began building in his shoulders and his tail started flicking. He was worried I was going to get mad, like his other partners had gotten.
I cupped his chin, but he wouldn’t meet my eyes and said in a rush, “I’ll get it, my Vince.”
“Fuck that.”
His eyes jerked to mine.
I ran my thumb over his bottom lip. “I’m so turned on, Sweetheart. You’re so fucking good. I don’t need you to deep throat me, and if you did, I would come in an instant, spilling my cum down that pretty throat of yours.”
Don’s eyes turned wet, and it broke my heart. I swore if those fuckers who’d hurt him appeared, I would rip them a new one. Don was utterly perfect, and how dare they make him feel less than?
He pressed the sweetest kiss to my leaking cock. “I love you.”
I grinned, unable to stop it. “I loveyou.”
Don sucked my cock again, making me cry out his name as I fisted his hair. His hands worked whatever couldn’t fit into his mouth until I was screaming. “Sweetheart, stop,” I begged. “I’ll come if you don’t stop.”
He pulled off with a groan. “Next time, I want to drink your seed.”
“Yes.” If he sucked me like that, he could have whatever the hell he wanted.
“You are so beautiful,” Don whispered, as if he was afraid of my response.
I smiled. “Just for you.”
Don ducked his head.
