Page 119 of Hounded
The next deepthroated suck made me certain he was going to siphon the cum out of me before I was ready, so I grabbed him. He pulled off my dick with a hollow pop as I took him by the shoulders and shoved him backward.
He tumbled onto his tailbone, licking his lips while bracing on his arms. As I stood, his golden eyes raked over my body, stopping on the hand I offered to help him to his feet.
He nodded before I said a word. “God, yes,” he rushed to say. “I can take it. I wanna take all of you.”
I pulled him up, and he shimmied out of his shorts to reveal a pair of high-cut satin panties with a wet spot on the front from precum leaking out. I cupped him through the slick material, tucking my fingers around his balls and using that grip to bring him crushingly close.
We collided with another searing kiss, grinding against each other while our hands roamed. Hair pulled and nails bit into bare skin, driving out a chorus of groans.
In a single lunging step, Indy’s back hit the wall. I pinned him there, nuzzling into the hollow of his throat and dragging my teeth over his skin. He whined when I released him, then adjusted my grip to spin him around.
His breath hitched as he raised his arms above his head, forearms flush against the wood paneling. I shoved his panties down around his ankles, then slid my knee between his legs, spreading them wide.
Indy craned his head back. He watched over his shoulder as I popped two fingers into my mouth, getting them damp and ready to stretch him. He shivered as I slid the digits down my tongue, devilishly slow.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he murmured, then blushed. “Can I call you baby?”
With my mouth emptied, I dipped in and kissed his cheek. “Always.”
He turned toward the wall and pushed onto his tiptoes to raise his ass for me. I reached between his legs, stroking from his taint to his asshole, where I circled his entrance.
“Baby…” He moaned.
My finger eased inside, and I hung my head over his shoulder so I could kiss a trail up the side of his neck. He shuddered when I hit the sensitive spot behind his ear. That plus my hand invading him was enough to merit a needful cry.
I fingered him a few seconds more, spreading my digits and making him writhe.
When I pulled out, he rubbed his ass against me. “Now, baby, now. I want you deep.”
I spit into my palm, then wet my dick before guiding it to his entrance. Indy expelled a breath as I pushed past the tight ring. Once I was inside, Indy braced on the wall and pushed back into me, taking all I had to give.
I groaned, guttural, as he held that pose with his elbows locked and his ass thrust against me. I snugged one arm around his waist to hold him close, then ran my other hand up to tangle my fingers in his. With our hands clasped, I drew back then plunged into him. The motion made him yelp, but he bucked against me, matching my rapid pace.
I drove him onto his tiptoes, pumping in and out until his chest was flat against the wall and his legs were quivering. His ass clenched around me, and I gasped,almost spent then and there.
“Don’t stop,” Indy sputtered. “Not ever. You feel amazing. God, just… fuck me harder.”
I squeezed his hand and railed into him again, but my smooth, steady rhythm had been replaced by urgent thrusts. Climax overtook me as a tingling swell that built then overflowed, and Indy whimpered as I came in his ass.
Drawing a series of steadying breaths, I slid out of him and watched as cum dripped down his thigh.
“So good,” he murmured, leaning heavily against the wall. “You’re so good, baby.”
Pulling his arms down to his sides, I turned him to face me. His cock was still stiff and glossy. I dropped to my knees and reached between his legs toward his used hole.
He groaned my name as my fingers entered him, slicked by the cum oozing out of his ass. His knees shook, and he bent over me while I went down on his cock. He whined and stammered half-formed words while I fucked him front and back.
When my fingertips grazed his prostate, his grip on me turned bruising. His cries became clearer—“more, baby, more”—while I stroked and sucked.
Then, he came undone, keening out a cry as he emptied into my mouth. I swallowed his load in two gulps and waited until his ass stopped tensing to pull out of him.
Indy’s dick twitched as he slid down the wall in a slow collapse. He sank until he was kneeling before me, sweaty and shivering. He looked spent, limp, with his head dropped between his collarbones and his chest fluttering.
“So good,” he repeated, barely a whisper.
I took him in my arms and pulled him atop my bent knees while I combed damp curls off his forehead and followed each touch with a kiss. He curved against me like he remembered it there, like he knew that was where he belonged, and I held him, murmuring that I loved him and that he was mine, always.
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