I nodded and smiled. “It’s amazing. I’d love to show it to you. I’m sure Felix would too. Why haven’t you come visit before?”
He blushed and looked down again which honestly hardened my dick inappropriately. I couldn’t help it—he was so sweet and delightful.
“I want someone to share it with. And I…” He shrugged. “I don’t really date. I’ve had some bad experiences, so…” He shrugged again. “Anyway, I’ll see it one day.”
My heart tightened in my chest. I leaned in and kissed him softly, telling him without words that he was worthy of being taken care of.
After I’d lost my breath from kissing him, I pulled back. “Will you stay with me tonight, crevette?”
“Doesn’t that mean necktie?” he asked. His eyes were glazed from the kisses and his lips were puffy.
“Cravate is necktie. Crevette is…” I eyed him, wondering if he’d take offense. “Shrimp.”
Max smiled and leaned in to kiss me again, muttering something about how sexy men can make any word sound sexy. I didn’t pay much attention to it because I was too busy noticing the pain from earlier wasn’t in his eyes anymore. As we kissed, I wrapped my armsaround him and pulled him on top of me, turning onto my back and wrapping my legs around the back of his.
He was hard, and the tip of his cock left sticky streaks across my stomach as he pressed into me. My hands cupped his glorious ass, and I realized I was a selfish bastard. How could I want to fuck him after he’d smashed his head only a little while earlier?
“I’m fine,” he muttered into my mouth. The little devil could read my mind. “Please. I want you, Arthur.”
I ran my hands all over him, up his slender back and across his rounded shoulders. When my grip returned to his ass cheeks, I pulled him in tight to me.
“Can I please?—”
He cut me off. “Yes! Yes. Whatever you’re asking, the answer is yes.”
I smiled and ducked down to suck on his neck before flipping him onto his back and moving back down to his cock to resume the oral pleasure I’d been giving him before he bumped his head. Once he began gasping and begging, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I needed to be inside him.
4
MAX
I’ll be honest.I’m sort of slutty anyway. But being with Arthur made me absolutely brainless and desperate. I begged him to fuck me, whimpering like a sex-starved lunatic.
He sucked down my cock like a pro, but that wasn’t what I wanted from him. I wanted his dick in my ass. I wanted to feel full of him, to feel joined together and be able to look in his eyes while he thrust into me.
“Please,” I asked again. “Arthur.”
“You’re so beautiful right now, sweetheart. Flushed and wild-eyed. Just look at you,” Arthur murmured as he kissed a path back up to my neck. The man knew exactly how to kiss the right spots to make me dizzy.
“Fuck me,” I said, panting like an over-excited puppy. “Need you inside me. Need you,need you.”
“Shhh. I have you, ma crevette. Je t’ai.”
I have you.
I moaned again and closed my eyes in surrender. Patience. I could do this.
While I concentrated on the feel of his soft lips, the gentle scrape of his evening whiskers, he must have somehow magicked up somelube because suddenly his fingers were at my entrance slick and demanding.
I tried to say something along the lines ofyes, please, but it came out more of a garbled choke. Arthur’s sexy rumble of a laugh warmed everything inside of me.
His fingers circled and teased until finally pressing in and working my body into compliance. I writhed beneath him and enjoyed every second of it.
When Arthur finally began pressing his fat cock into me, I gasped. My knees were folded up by my face and my hands explored every inch of his lightly furred chest.
“Keep going. So good,” I told him, finally focusing enough to meet his eyes. “You feel amazing inside me, Arthur.”
