Page 22 of A Coffee Away

Andres pushed me against a wall, grabbing my cock over my slacks. “Fuck, baby. I’ve been dying to kiss you since I saw you.” He kissed my neck, and my whole body reacted. “You had this look. This curiosity. And I’ve wanted to taste it since you entered.”

His words turned my body to fire. He was incredibly handsome, and the way he moved his hand over my bulge was driving me mad with lust.

I was aching. My cock strained against my pants.

I wanted him.

I cupped his face and pulled him to me. The kiss was searing. No softness. Just raw, unadulterated need. Our tongues clashed against each other. The taste of rum in his mouth drove me crazy. He claimed me, and I couldn’t get enough. Then he stopped the kiss, grabbing my ponytail to expose my neck.

He kissed it until he reached my ear. “Let me suck you, hon. Been thinking about it since I first laid eyes on you.”

Fuck. Was he going to give me head? I’d never…

Andres kissed my neck and gripped my chin, his eyes holding mine captive. Words wouldn’t leave my mouth, but I nodded.

He smiled, then kissed me hard before kneeling.

My grunts became part of the room as he trailed his lips over my abdomen, touching my length over my pants.

I gasped when he unbuckled my jeans.

To my side, a man screamed in ecstasy, the one at his feet sucking him dry. Men fucked all around us. The sounds fed my desire.

Andres opened my zipper and pulled down my pants, then my boxers. He bit his lower lip as my dick sprang out, then slid his tongue from the base of my cock to the tip. His eyes never left mine. I tried to grab something, but there was only the wall behind me. I clenched my fists by my sides.

“Fuck!” I groaned as he took me whole, sucking hard.

I tried to control myself, but the heat of his mouth around me sent a current of pleasure throughout my spine. I closed my eyes, imagining it was Esteban with my cock in his mouth. His full lips wrapped around me.

I shook my head and opened my eyes. Andres was incredibly sexy as he worked me, pumping his head around me in a merciless, fast rhythm. I bucked against him, trying to keep my hands to my sides.

Andres opened his pants and stroked his cock as he sucked mine. He took my hand and put it on the back of his head, making a pulling gesture as he took me to the hilt. I’d watched porn countless times, but this…

Fuck.

I dragged him to me, and he moaned as I fucked his mouth. His eyes were glassy, and I pulled out, afraid I was choking him.

“I’m okay, baby. Fuck me hard.” He smiled, then traced his hand over my sack. “Use my mouth.”

He took me again, and I lost it.

It was a sensory overload. All the people around me. The sounds of flesh against flesh. Andres’s ruthless mouth taking me whole.

I held Andres’s head against my groin. “Fuck! I’m coming!” I growled.

Andres didn’t pull away. My release came in strong bursts, and he took it all.

Andres stroked himself and whimpered against my abdomen. After a faint groan, he stood and kissed me hard. I could taste myself in his kiss.

I couldn’t believe what just happened.

I grabbed some wipes from a small table by our side, then cleaned some cum that had dripped to his neck.

Andres kissed me again, a smile plastered on his face. “Such a gentleman. Let me do the same for you.” He reached for a wipe and cleaned my dick.

It was my turn to go down on him, but when I was about to kneel, he held me up. “No need, hon.” He motioned at his soft member.

I looked at the floor.