Page 42 of A Coffee Away

I opened my trousers and took my length out. I stroked hard as he fucked my mouth with harder thrusts. When I was about to come, he stopped and slid out of my mouth.

“Not yet.” He took off my blindfold.

His length stood hard and glistening with precum.

“Lick it.”

I swiped the tip of my tongue over it, savoring his sweet taste and moaning as I covered his tip with my mouth, tasting him like he was my lifeline. God, I couldn’t have enough.

His hips jerked toward me, pushing his length deeper inside, stopping just when it reached my throat. He stayed there for a couple of seconds, then brushed my hair back. “Fuck, you look beautiful with my dick down your throat.”

He slid out and helped me up. He unbuttoned my shirt, leaving it on and the suit over it.

“I told you I’d fuck you in that suit.” He crashed his lips against mine, his tongue tasting me hungrily. “Take off your pants, and wait for me on the sofa on all fours.”

I did as I was told and held the armrest for dear life before he settled between my legs.

The sting of the flogger on my shoulder made me arch my back, my butt hitting Esteban’s hardness. “That’s for rolling your eyes.”

Crack. Another smack, this time to my lower back. I shuddered in pleasure as he massaged the area.

“You like it, huh?”

I trembled beneath his touch.

“Words, Robbie.” His breath was on me, soothing before he hit again with equal force, this time on my left cheek.

“Please.” My cock was hard as a rock.

Esteban struck my right cheek, caressing it with equal pressure. “Please what?” He wrapped his arm around me, grabbing my junk as he pushed his groin against my ass.

“Please fuck me.” My voice was but a whimper as he threw the flogger on the table and pushed a lubed finger inside me. I gasped.

“So tight. So ready for me.” He pushed his head inside me, stopping to let me relax onto him. He was rough sometimes, but when he penetrated me, he was gentle, letting me set the pace before he took me.

I moved back slowly, relaxing against the armrest. I closed my eyes and let myself fall into the pleasure only he could give me as his shaft touched me inside just how I needed. I moaned, giving him the go-ahead.

In one swift thrust, he shoved inside. “Fuck!”

I screamed in ecstasy at the same time.

He stopped there and rubbed my back all the way to my shoulder before gripping it with force. “Are you ready?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

He groaned, pulled almost all the way out, then slammed inside me.

“Fuck!” I screamed as he took me.

He pounded with force, holding me in place.

When the pleasure was about to take me there, Esteban pulled me up, my back to his chest. He started pumping my cock in rhythm with his thrusts. “I’m coming, baby. Come with me.”

His thrusts were wild. Animalistic. With a heavy groan, he bit my shoulder as he spilled inside me. That last stroke and the pain from his teeth sinking in made me orgasm with force. My body shook as I came all over the sofa, his hand milking me furiously. I screamed his name as he continued stroking me.

With two fingers, he took some of my cum and put it in his mouth. I turned to watch as he sucked them, and his eyes glazed in pleasure.

“You taste like sin itself.” He got more of my cum from the sofa, then pushed his fingers inside my mouth. “Taste yourself. So fucking sweet.”