By the time I was kissing down his neck andslowly opening his shirt, he was relaxed and the hand on my ass was just slowlyteasing the plug. It was almost like he was just petting me, showing me who Ibelonged to.
Kissing down his chest as I slowly spreadhis shirt open, I bent over even more, opening myself to his soft touch. Thatseemed to have his brain focusing again on me because the slow touches turnedmore purposeful. As I nibbled at his nipples, slowly inching my hands towardhis cock, he started gently fucking me with the plug.
Even with the cage on, the feeling of beingtaken sent tingling pleasure through me. My dick tried to swell in the cage,but that wasn’t really an option, which somehow seemed to fuck with my head andmake me even more turned on.
I almost made it to his cock before Istarted rocking my ass against the fucking. That earned me a spank and Iclenched down on the plug as the fiery pleasure shot through me for a splitsecond. “Naughty boy.”
The heated way he said that really didn’thelp the situation.
I pushed through the wonderfullydistracting sensations as my hand ghosted over his thick erection until heeased the plug all the way out of me. The way his fingers started slowlyfucking me had me tightening my hold on his cock and imagining how it wouldfeel deep inside me.
I managed to keep caressing him over thesuit and even made it to freeing his dick before I finally broke. Thrustingback against his fingers, I pushed the two tormenting digits right into myprostate. It was so good my eyes seemed to roll back in my head.
Porter’s dick was my lifeline that kept megrounded and reminded me why I didn’t want to come, but it was a close call…onethat had him pinching my nipple to get my attention back on him. As I shook andfought to stay still, I looked at his frowning but passionate expression.
“I know you didn’t just try to come. Do youhave something to ask me?”
Did he realize he was going to talk me intoan orgasm?
“I…” I had to suck in a breath and let itout slowly before the rest of the words wanted to cooperate. “Please make loveto me, Sir.”
The faint smile that peeked out of his lipswas devilish and wicked. He liked hearing me beg for his cock.
“Please take me.”
And it turned out that I liked begging forhis cock…we were clearly a match made in heaven.
Porter scissored his fingers wide, and theeffort it took to keep still and just let him stretch me had my entire bodyshaking and I whimpered. It wasn’t pain that had me whining and pleading, butjust the way it felt and the look of utter ownership that was on his face.
I was his and we both knew it.
“Please, Sir?” I just looked at him and lethim see everything I was feeling and everything I needed. “Make love to me?”
As he nodded, anticipation began to buildlike a massive wave. Porter eased his fingers out of me and started to sit up,an intent expression on his face. He was on the hunt and I was his prey…well,my ass was his prey.
That thought didn’t help my ability to holdback either.
When he started stripping off his shirt, Ifelt ridiculous, but I shook my head and sent him a pleading look. “Pleaseleave it on?”
The predatory look never faded, but hegrinned and I could see he knew what I wanted. He went up on his knees, hiscock stretching out hard in front of him as he pushed me back on the bed,towering over me. “You want me to keep my suit on? Is that your fantasy?”
Just having to acknowledge it sent a waveof submission rushing through me. The dash of humiliation that weaved its waythrough me just made it even better. “Yes, Sir. Please?”
His gaze swept over me as his hands reachedout, stroking my nipples and over my tattoos. “Such a dirty boy.”
That was not a no.
I knew he would say yes even though he mademe wait for several long moments as he tugged at my nipples and raked his nailsover my chest just hard enough to make me squirm and whine again. Porter lookedpowerful and commanding as he knelt over me, smiling as I felt desperation andneed warring in me.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
“Alright, but you won’t get to beg likethis every time.” His grin was sexy asshole, but the tender kiss made me melt,and the combination was enough to have me whimpering again. “Such a greedyboy.”
But I was his greedy boy and we both knewit.
“Thank you, Sir.” Looking down the line ofhis body as his chest and dick were framed by the suit was one of the sexiestthings I’d ever seen.
Porter’s cock bobbed and seemed to get evenharder as he sat up again and stroked his hands down my chest. I knew he likedthe words, so his next question didn’t surprise me. “What are you thanking mefor, my boy?”