I’ve never felt more alive than when I’m with him.
As I nip at his lower lip, I slowly lose my clothes, kicking my boxers off in the process of once more mapping the whole of him. He’s driven wild by the way I nip and bite across his skin, soothing the pain with light kisses. When I swirl my tongue around the tip of his dick, he trembles visibly, his entire body shaking with need.
“You taste so good,” I whisper, kissing his swollen, dripping head. “You taste like you’re mine.”
“I am yours,” he pants, his pupils blown out, just a sliver of gold in those beautiful eyes.
I fall onto his cock, engulfing him in my mouth and making Cooper cry out, his hands fisted in the sheets surrounding us, but I grab them both and place them in my hair. He always needs to be touching me. Always.
His fingers clench the strands roughly as I gag on him, bringing him down my throat and holding him there, inhaling the scent of him.
He’s chanting my name, a prayer, a petition to the gods to let him come, but I’m not done with him. Not in the slightest. I have so much more I want to do, want to taste.
I drag my mouth down to his balls, bringing each one into my mouth and tugging lightly. He almost levitates off the bed, his back arching up, his nails digging into my scalp.
I want to taste every part of him, all the hidden spaces.
My tongue trails down his taint, my hand pushing one knee up to his chest and exposing his pretty pink hole to me. It flexes under my inspection, and I lean forward, pressing a kiss to it.
Coop cries out, unsure of what I’m doing, but I’m all in. No more waiting, no more hiding. I want it all.
My tongue snakes out and tentatively licks him. It’s not bad, good even. I want more. I want to know what the inside of him tastes like. The tip of my tongue swirls around the rim, teasing it open. Coop is shaking hard now, his entire body flushed red, crimson. He’s in heat.
He needs to be fucked.
My hands scoop his ass up, a feast to be devoured, and I press my tongue all the way inside of him. Coop cries out, pleading with me as he pushes back against my face, wanting me deeper. My tongue strains, not long enough to go where it wants. I grow frustrated, lifting him even further, only his head on the pillow now. I bite and kiss and lick until his hole is open and sloppy, a wet mess to be wrecked even further. Coop’s cock is leaking profusely now, dripping cum trails on his abdomen. I’ll clean that up later, I think as I fuck his hole with my mouth. I’ll lick it up, mix the tastes of him, consume him like he’s consumed me.
“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come!” Coop shouts, but I don’t let up, I just keep eating, my main course, my dessert, and I feel it when his cock can’t take anymore. His hole flexes around me, and I smell his release.
A low, satisfied hum exits my mouth as I continue to lick inside of him, making him jerk and shake as I work him back up. He’s not done yet. I’m not done.
Not in the slightest. I’ve been waiting too long for this.
I need more.
“Matthew. Matthew,” Coop chants as I continue to tongue-fuck his hole, still feasting like it’s my last meal before I pass on to the afterlife.
I could easily die happy right here, buried inside of him.
So I don’t stop. I just continue my ministrations, listening to Coop’s sighs turn to moans once more. His softening cock is growing and when it’s hard once more against his cum-streaked belly, I finally pull away.
Coop’s lost the ability to speak. His mouth is open, gaping, just like his beautiful, pink, wrecked hole.
“You…you…” he says, and I nod, letting my tongue slide across my lips.
I did. I so did, and I want to do it again. Later. Right now, I want more. I want to feel my hard, angry dick push inside of him. I want to feel him engulf me, consume me in ways we haven’t yet explored.
I kiss my way up his body, taking my time to lick his body clean. I feel like an animal, like a true mate, and Coop seems to love it. He encourages it, guiding my face to places I could have missed. I lap and lick at him until my body is finally flush with his.
I lean up, my arms bracketing his face and stare down at his beautiful, tear-streaked face.
“I need to fuck you,” I say. “I want to fuck you so good, Cooper.”
Coop lets out a low moan. “Yes. You can have me. Anytime.”
I feel his dick throb against mine, and I arch into it, making him gasp.
“Do you want me?”