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“I want to come on your tits again.” He crawled closer and over my face, his legs on either side of my shoulders and his arse near my mouth. I couldn’t see well from this angle, but I felt the heavy weight of his cock being slapped against my left pec. “Fuck, you’re so fucking hot, Tav. Shit. I’m not sure how long I’ll last, you’re that hot.”
I whimpered and rocked my hips up, the blood already heading south to my cock and hardening it. My addiction to Judah was unhealthy, but if this was what killed me, I’d die a happy man.
“Turn around,” I begged in a low voice. “I want to see you.”
“Yeah?” He chuckled and moved, pivoting so he was facing me, his cock thumping against my chest as he did, which left streaks of precum that I craved to taste. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them hard enough to leave fingerprints behind.
I moaned, arching my chest higher.
“God, you know how to turn me on.” As if to make a point, his cock jerked upward, spitting more precum across the skin between my pecs. He rocked his hips forward, his cock gliding through the mess he’d made. He pressed my tits inward and trapped his hard-on between them, giving himself friction that had him groaning and cursing my name.
“Want to fuck my moobies?” I grinned up at him.
He paused and stared. “Your what?”
“My moobies. Man boobies.” I shook my shoulders, making my pecs wobble, and sent him a mischievous smile. “Or would you prefer my mitties? Man titties.”
Judah groaned. “Please stop. That’s very not sexy.”
I threw my head back and laughed, and he swooped down to nip my exposed neck, eliciting a hiss of desire from me.
He rocked his hips forward again, the length of his cock sliding up my chest, before swinging it so the head smacked across my nipples. He cupped my face and leaned down for a deep kiss, and I tilted my chin to give him as much access to my mouth as he wanted. He devoured me, his tongue working against mine in a way that had my toes curling and cock aching. His touch ignited me and turned me to molten lava, something no one other than Judah had ever done.
He grasped my tits again and pressed them to either side of his cock, thrusting toward my face. More precum beaded at his slit and dripped over my skin with his rocking, and I hungered for a taste. I shifted, but he shook his head like he knew exactly what I was about to do.
I pouted. “No?”
“No,” he drawled in a deep, low voice. “I’m going to get off like this. No touching.”
I dropped back onto the bed and sighed dramatically. “You’re no fun.”
“I’ll show you fun.” Judah slapped my thigh, and I jerked at the sharp sting. He rocked his hips harder, his balls dragging across my sternum. “Fuck, I love these so much.” He squeezed my pecs again, this time with enough roughness to have me arching with a whimper. His fingers pinched at my nubs and he twisted them, caught between shoving my pecs against his grinding cock and playing with my nipples. “You’re so hot. Look at you.”
I clasped the backs of his thighs, nails digging into his flesh as he continued to roll his hips forward. His powerful muscles moved under my palms, reminding me of how he used them to fuck me, but tonight wasn’t about sex. There was something more to Judah’s actions, a possessiveness that boiled my insides and had my cock throbbing between my legs.
“Do it then,” I whispered, laying on my accent. “Come on me. I want you to. Please, bloody do it.”
The guttural sound that left the bottom of his throat was downright sinful. He smashed his mouth against mine again and ate my lips, consuming every whimper. He bit my bottom lip and tugged hard enough that I swore he split it before his hip rocking grew rougher and more intense. His hands shoved my pecs tighter against his cock, and I arched my chest as much as possible, giving him more room to work.
The more he thrust, the deeper his grunts grew, and it was obvious that this was how he was going to get off—on me, on my pectoral muscles.
I massaged the backs of his thighs and up his arse, then back down again, encouraging him with gentle moans and quiet begging. “Please. Come on me.”
His breathing deepened and he growled, and the closer he was to coming, the hornier I got. I reached up with one hand to grasp his pec and tweak, and that was all it took for him to crash over the edge. His cock jerked, his balls drawing close to his body as spurts of cum shot across my chest and up my neck, some landing as high as my chin and onto my face. Luckily, I closed my right eyelid.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He dropped his forehead against mine, shivers racking his body as the last tendrils of his orgasm hit.
I stared into his eyes, entranced by the pleasure that simmered in them. Cupping his cheeks, I kissed him gently. “Bloody gorgeous.”
He laughed and kissed the corner of my mouth. His hand danced over my chest and he rubbed the cum into my skin, as though moisturizing it. He dragged his fingers through the cum and spread it across my nipples.
I raised my eyebrows. “What are you doing?”
“Claiming you.” He smirked. “This means you’re mine. Maybe all those other horny bastards will smell it on you.”
I snorted out a chuckle and shook my head, letting him do his thing. I’d always found it was better to let Judah do what he wanted, and nothing had changed in that way.
After a few moments of me watching Judah apply his cum across my pecs, he finally moved, shuffling down the length of my body until he was lying on his chest between my legs. He cradled my cock in the firm grip of his palm and fingers.
