“There’s just one problem, darling,” I say as he presseskisses to my neck and jaw. “You got fucked the last time and I believe it’s my turn to bottom.”
His grip on my ass cheeks tightens and he humps me desperately. “No, please,” he begs. “Please, baby, I swear I’ll let you bottom five times straight if you just get that big, beautiful cock inside me right fucking now. I swear I’ll die if you don’t fuck me.”
I chuckle even as I grip his hips to keep him pressed up against me. “Hmm, you feel awfully good,” I tell him. I reach up and grip his throat and he whimpers as his dick jerks and he undulates his hips, drawing a filthy moan out of me. “Say it again, darling. Tell me how pretty my cock is, and I’ll fuck your slutty little cunt until you’re screaming for me.” I tighten my grip on his throat, but not so much that he can’t speak, and he shivers. He still hasn’t stopped rutting against me and it’s almost enough to drive me mad.
Every single word of praise makes my dick a little bit harder, makes me want him a little bit more. “Fuck, it’s so perfect, baby. So damn beautiful. It’s the prettiest cock in the world, and I want it inside me so damn bad.”
I grip his throat a bit harder still and kiss him hard, before I pull away. “Strip,” I tell him. “Show me that pussy.” I don’t think I’ve ever seen him undress so fast, his pants and underwear down at his ankles in record time and his shirt on the floor in a heap next to mine. I know this is risky. We could get caught, but somehow that makes it even more erotic, and being almost completely naked while we fuck in the back room of his workplace is really revving my engine.
“Hands on the wall and spread your legs for me,” I tell him, as I undo my pants and slide them down. He obeys, and juts his ass out for me. God, it sure is pretty.
“Fuck, Bentley, please,” he whines, shaking the taut globes.
“Shh,” I coo, pressing against him from behind, mypanties still on, barely containing my erection, and soaked in my precum. I reach around and grip his throat again, my other hand on his abdomen as I move my hard dick against his ass and he lets out a noise that’s somewhere between a wail and a gasp, making my dick even harder. “Feel what you do to me?” I rumble against his ear, making sure my precum gets on his cheeks and in his ass crack. “Feel how wet you make me, darling?”
“Yes.” He trembles as tears slide down his cheeks. “Shit, baby, I’m a fucking mess. Please fuck me. I can’t.”
“Damn, darling, you’re making me soak myself and I kinda like it. You keep crying like that I might come.” I nibble on his neck as I grip his throat tighter and press him back against me, making him gasp.
“I reckon you want my cock inside your pussy right about now?”
He nods as much as he can with my hand around his throat. I rub my wet cock and panties against him a few more times just to see more of those perfect tears.
He nearly sobs in relief when I pull my panties down just enough for my cock to spring free, and release his throat so I can spread his cheeks, moving my dick around his hole, getting him nice and lubed up with my precum before I fuck him.
“Mmm, baby, your pussy feels so good against my dick,” I murmur. “You gonna choke my cock with that pretty cunt?”
He nods furiously and juts his ass out more. I slide a finger inside him and he mewls, shaking as I grip his throat again. “Tell me it’s mine,” I growl in his ear, before sliding a second finger inside his tight heat.
He’s so beside himself now I don’t honestly know if he’s registering my words until he says, “Yours.”
I nibble his ear, and he sucks in a breath, pressing up onhis toes, allowing my fingers to slide even further inside him. His hands are against the wall, my hand gripping his throat, my fingers up his ass, and he’s shaking for me. It’s perfection, my beautiful Alex. “What is, darling?”
He sobs. “My pussy. It’s yours, baby. It’s all yours.”
I slide a third finger in and he cries out when I peg his prostate. I can’t fucking get enough and I do it again and again, just to hear him make those desperate sounds and feel his body shake against me.
“Bentley,” he sobs, and I decide he’s been tortured enough. I press a kiss to his shoulder as I slide my fingers out of him and slick them up with the precum oozing out of my dick. Then I cover his hole in it. I’m about to tear open the condom when he says, “Wait. I want you bare. Please?”
Fuck. “Are you sure?” I ask, my chest squeezing because I know what this means to him. He wants me. All of me. And my dick is throbbing even more now with that knowledge, desperate to be inside him.
He nods furiously. “Yes, yes, I want you, baby. No barriers. Please. Want to feel you and have you come inside me.”
I drop the condom on the floor before gripping his chin and turning his head to the side. I plant a heated kiss on his lips and he whimpers. Then I’m coating my dick in my precum and lining myself up with his entrance.
His gasp of relief when I push inside is palpable. “Oh fuck, Bentley. Fuck you feel so good, baby. Don't stop.”
I groan as I feel his tight channel squeezing my cock. God, it feels amazing.
“You’re a fucking sadistic bastard, you know that?” he says, and I chuckle, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good you’ll forgive me, darling.”
“Get to it, then, cowboy.” He still has tear tracks on his cheeks and my hand on his throat as I shove inside him to the hilt, letting out another deep moan.
“You feel heavenly, sweetheart,” I rumble in his ear, his breaths heavy as my dick twitches inside him and I brush the tip of my nose along his ear, drawing a moan out of him.
“Fuck, so do you,” he pants. “Show me what that pretty cock can do, cowboy.” My chuckle is low and deep, and we’re both moaning as I move inside him.
