His muscles tremble and tense under my hands, and his hips spasm as he tries to hold himself still. A strand of spit webs between us as I pull away. “God, you’re already about to come, aren’t you?”
“I’m… I’m sorry, I…” His words are lost in his whine as I flick my tongue over his slit.
“Have you always been this easy, Micah? So eager to spill yourself the first time someone touches you?”
“No, it’s just… just you that does this to me. Why do you make me feel like this?” The last part comes out as a whisper, and it causes something to squeeze inside my chest. Something burning and wild that’s desperate to grow, but I choke it down and force it to stay contained inside the bars of my heart.
Instead, I focus on what’s in front of me, letting my eyes roam up his beautiful body. “Spread your legs.” I give his muscular thigh a tap, and he fights the pants around his knees as he strains to open wider. My fingers dip into my mouth, slicked with spit as I pull them out and guide them between his legs. Another pitiful whimper rolls from Micah’s throat as I draw the head of his cock in my mouth and trace my wet finger against his entrance.
Even with me being the one on my knees, he’s completely submissive. He leans against the wall as he claws at the blocks, his body trembling while he tries to hold still. Wide, rapt eyes follow my every movement as I press my fingertip against his hole.
My tongue circles over his head, clearing away the beads of pre-cum that have formed as I find how tight he is. He’sdesperate as he whispers my name, his hips giving the tiniest thrust as he loses control. I rub a slow circle around his rim, pressing my finger against it as I take more of his cock.
“Oh, God, you’re going to make me come,” he groans as I draw my cheeks in and suck. He presses the back of his head into the wall as his spine arcs, his shimmering white hair tumbling against the blocks as his lips separate in the most beautiful moan.
My finger slips into his tight hole, and it’s all he can handle. He calls out before he clamps his palm over his mouth, whining as the first of his cum shoots onto my tongue. He whimpers and babbles nonsense as he bites into his hand, his cock jerking against my lips as more cum slides down my throat. I thrust in and out of his pulsing hole, and I realize I’m moaning along with him as he fucks himself on my finger.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
The urge to swallow him down and keep sucking until he’s hard again is strong—to keep him here all night and force him to come until there’s nothing left inside him.
But it isn’t the time or place for that.
Soon,a little voice inside me promises.
The ring of my lips glides along his length until he hisses and tries to pull away. When I release him, he sags in relief against the wall with a content sigh. My mouth is full of him and my cock is straining under my pants as I climb to my feet.
His eyes are hooded as they land on mine, and he reaches out to brush his knuckles over my cheekbone. The touch is so intimate it causes my heart to leap inside my chest. He licks his lips as I grip his neck and guide him to his knees.
He falls, willingly.
Stares up at me and waits.
My thumb tugs on his chin until his lips part, and I lean closer as my mouth opens. Spit and cum slide from my tongueinto his waiting mouth, a few creamy droplets dotting his face and wetting his lips. I swipe up a stray drop and offer it to him, humming my approval as he licks it from my thumb.
“Hands behind your back and don’t move.” There isn’t a moment’s hesitation as he obeys, and I groan at the sight of him.
Wrecked on his knees, just for me.
“Open for me, angel.” I take a moment to trace the shape of his lips before I undo my pants and pull my cock out, guiding it to his waiting mouth. “Do you want to be used, Micah?”
“Please?” he whispers, looking like a goddamned dream as he begs, peppered in cum. Bulging muscles with millennia of strength… untapped power that could wipe me from existence if he chose. But instead, he kneels there, docile as he waits for whatever I’m willing to give him.
He waits and obeys.
“You are exquisite. Do you know that?” I murmur as I drag my thumb over his lip, hooking his teeth and tugging. “Open wider, angel.” When I’m sure his jaw aches and I’m satisfied with his effort, I slide my cock between his lips. A low groan tumbles from my throat as I slam my palm against the wall, pitching forward as my other hand weaves into his hair. The sight of my cock disappearing into those plump lips almost sends me over the edge.
I push further until I bump the back of his throat, and he constricts around me as he coughs. The soft scrape of my nails against his scalp makes him shiver as I soothe him. “You can take it. Relax and let me in.” He whimpers, and I give him a minute to settle, playing with his hair as I wait. Once he stops gagging, I work myself deeper until his nose is pressed into my groin.
“Look at how good you are.” I tug on his hair, forcing his watery eyes to mine. “How good you take me. Are you ready for more?” He gives a jerky nod, and I don’t waste any time. His eyeswiden as I thrust forward, spit exploding from the corners of his mouth as he coughs.
“Fuck,that’s amazing,” I grunt as I move faster, building a rhythm that joins his chorus of choking and gagging. Tears fall in earnest now, coursing rivers down the sharp, beautiful angles of his face. Everything is slick and sloppy as saliva flows down his chin and drips onto his shirt, a wet spot spreading across the material.
He’s a statue, perfectly immobile and obedient as my hips move faster, the only sounds the smacking, wet friction of skin on skin and his muffled gags. My head tilts towards the sky as tension coils deep inside my gut, swirling and fighting to break free. It’s a divine torment as chaotic pressure boils under my skin, begging me to let go.
And as much as I’d love to hold on, I’m desperate to fly.
The sound of his muffled moan severs the last of my willpower, and my release crashes through my body. My hips lock and my grip tightens in his hair to the point it must be painful, and I call out in a throaty shout. Pure electric pleasure explodes through my veins, all the way to my toes as relief crests in dizzying waves.
