Page 46 of Wicked Little Games


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“Time for your reward,” he says as he slides out of the booth to throw away the trash. When he comes back and stands between my legs, he runs both of his palms up the inside of my thighs and says, “Have you been sucked off by a man before? That stepfather fucker?”

“Yes.”

“Did you ever suck his?”

“Never. Yours was the first.” I admit.

“Fuck me.” Eli’s eyes slam closed on a groan, and he removes one hand from my thigh to grip his cock, tugging it, stroking it. When his dark blue eyes open again, he asks, “Did you try to hold off when you were in his mouth?”

“God, yes. I tried not to get hard, not to give in…”

“But it didn’t work, did it?”

“No, not when he had this…trick that would always set me off so fast.”

I watch captivated as Eli sticks his index finger into his mouth and then pulls it free. “He finger fucked your asshole at the same time?”

“Yesss,” I hiss as his wet finger brushes over my asshole, making my hips jerk upward. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Suck me. Suck me and...”

“And poke your prostate?”

“Ohhh, god,” I groan when his finger prods my tightly clenched hole. It’s like my body is determined to resist the intrusion. More force is needed. It may sting at first but then…then it’ll feel amazing.

“How is this different from before?” Eli asks as he lowers his face and the tip of his tongue flicks over my slit, teasing me along with that circling finger, causing my eyes to slam shut on a groan. “Say it,” he demands.

“I want it,” I reply as I strain my neck to watch every move he makes between my legs.

“You wantit? You’re going to have to be more specific than that, baby boy.”

The term of endearment feels almost as good as his tongue, making my cock jerk. Eli wants to hear me beg and scream. That’s what turns him on. “Please, Eli. I want you to suck me off and I need…I need you to fuck me with your finger.”

He grunts his approval at my plea, probably because I used “need” instead of “want,” along with his name. “Because it feels good?” he asks, suckling my crown for two mind-blowing seconds that cause my eyes to roll back into my head.

“Yes and...”

“And what?” His finger disappears and his lips aren’t even close enough to feel his warm breath anymore.

I open my eyes and lift my head again to look down at him kneeling and naked between my spread thighs. His devastatingly handsome face is level with my cock and those deep blue eyes are hungrily devouring me a little more with each second that passes.

“Because it feels good and what, Jordan?”

“Because it’s you teasing me, touching me, tasting me.”

“What about me?”

“You’re fucking crazy...and so damn hot,” I admit. “I still want to lick every inch of your body, even after...”

“After what?”

“After watching you carve out a man’s eyeball.”

“And why do you think that is?”

“Fuck!” I slam my head back down to the table in frustration when he continues to drag this out. “Please just do me, Eli.”

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