My heart rate accelerates, to the point I think it’s going to zoom right on out from behind my rib cage. Chest heaving with ragged breaths, I watch Caspian hook his fingers confidently beneath the waistband of my underwear, shoving them down and tossing them to the side. The cool morning air hits my now-free, painfully hard erection, a rush of tingles spreading along my skin, goosebumps blooming in their wake.
He fists my length, his calloused, rough hand giving a tentative pump that has stars flying behind my lids. I’ve watched him perform before… I’ve even seen him live a few times. I know what those hands can do. Between the passion he clearly possesses for music, his technique, and the upper body strength he must have to be able to perform the way he does for hours at a time, night after night.
After what feels like ten minutes, but is probably only several seconds, I whine a little and say, “Put your mouth on me…”
I can’t know for sure, but I’m almost positive the pout does something to him. He always seems to soften, even if only marginally, every time I poke my lip out or whine for what I want. Like now, for instance, as he lowers, tongue flicking across the tip of my dick, lapping up all my arousal pooling for him there.
I gasp, my back arching, which only seems to egg him on more as he wraps his lips around the crown, sucking hard and swirling his tongue some more.
“Fuck yeah,” I breathe. “Just like that.”
Seeing as my hands aren’t bound to a fucking tree this time, I take advantage by reaching down and threading my fingers through his shaggy brown locks, keeping my grip close to his scalp, urging him deeper. My cock is enveloped in his wet heat as he sinks farther down, taking me into his throat.
“Christ,” I moan. “You suck dick really. Fucking. Well.”
He hums around my length, the vibrations felt throughout my entire body. It’s paradise all wrapped up in one mouth.
Pulling off my dick, he moves even lower, lapping at my nut sack. He sucks one into his mouth, tongue twirling, before moving to do the same to the other while using his hand to continue to jerk me. All of it…sogood.
So fucking good.
I bring my knees to my chest, holding them in place with my hands. “Eat me out,” I say, the words coming out breathy, my voice husky, the lust laced within every syllable. I’m still slick with his release, so I doubt he will, but fuck, I wish he would. There’s something so undeniably fucking sexy about not giving a fuck. About doing something so fucking filthy, but not giving a shit because the pure carnal nature takes over, throwing inhibitions out the window.
Come on, Caspian… be filthy for me.
He pulls back, only a smidge, using the hand he had wrapped around my cock to hold my balls up, dipping down to ghost his tongue along my taint before going even farther. The tip of his nose teases my hole, and my cheeks flame when I hear the sharp inhale. There’s no way he can’t smell his cum on my skin. My cock leaks from that thought alone.
Sniffing around for a few more moments, like he’s trying to memorize the scent, his tongue cautiously circles me before he snaps. Caspianeatslike he’s starving. Tongue lapping up, teeth nipping my cheek. The act is messy, spit dripping crudely down my crease as he ravages me like a wild animal whose been denied nourishment. He savors me, broad strokes with his tongue all the way up to my balls, where his hand kneads them gently.
Between yesterday and right now, my throat feels raw from crying out so hard. I lift myself up onto my elbows, wanting to watch as he devours me. My eyes are heavy, fighting to close, but the sight before me is just too good. He looks like a fallen angel between my legs, with his dark hair in his face and his body decorated with black tattoos.
I can’t take it anymore… I need to feel him inside of me one more time before we have to head back. Shoving him back, he falls onto his haunches, gazing at me with wild eyes and a slick mouth, his lips puffy and red.
My head is dizzy and light, and my heart is ricocheting inside my chest, thumping to a beat that is all Caspian. Placing a hand on his shoulder to steady myself, I drape my legs over his as I situate myself in his lap. From the fucking he gave me last night, the cum still lubing my channel now, and the spit covering me, I know I’m prepped enough—and it’s a good thing too, because I don’t think I could wait even if I needed to.
Reaching between us, I shove his briefs down enough to free his cock, giving it a couple of pumps. I let spit dribble onto it, getting it nice and slick before lining him up to me. Then I sink down onto his dick at the same time I seal my lips to his. He huffs out a groan that I gladly swallow, sweeping my tongue into his mouth while I give myself a moment to adjust to his size.
It stings more than I thought it would, given how little time has passed since he was in there last, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Caspian’s arms wrap around my waist, his head tilting to the side and deepening our kiss. His tongue now fights mine for dominance as he starts moving below me, dragging himself all the way out to the tip before crashing me down onto his lap, fully impaling me.
I gasp into his mouth, “Oh, fuck, Cas…”
“That’s right,” he growls. “Say my name while I fuck you nice and deep, princess.”
Fuck!That stupid fucking nickname gets me every time.
Running both hands through the hair on the back of his hand, I tighten my hold and yank his head back. My lips right beside his ear, I roll my hips faster, riding him harder as my desperate, broken moans sound in his ear. The blunt tips of his fingernails dig into the meaty flesh of my hips, the pain only adding to the pleasure radiating through me.
“You’re so fucking wet still from last night,” he murmurs, all gruff and throaty. “And I’m about to fill you up again. What a little fucking cum slut you are. You’re going to have to walk all the way back to the building with my cum dripping out of your ass. But you fucking love that, don’t you?”
I can say or do nothing other than groan at his fucking words.
“Don’t you?” he growls with more authority this time.
“Yes!” I all but shout, as the tell-tale signs of my release creep up. I won’t last much longer. “Fuck, yes… don’t stop. I’m so fucking close.”
Caspian wraps a rough palm around my length, pumping me in time with his thrusts. Heat spreads, burning me up, as my nuts tingle and draw tight to my body. I couldn’t stop it even if I wanted to. I blow. Thick ropes cover my chest, hit my chin, as the edges of my vision go black, stars and fireworks taking off when I let my eyes close.
“Fuck, Cas, yes!”