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“Say that you like it.”
He slides toward me.
“Dorian...” he grunts, his hand never stopping.
“Say it, Dusha. Be good.”
“Fuck you—please... I cannot—”
I release his hand and straighten up, he begins to use both hands around himself.
I let saliva drip from my mouth onto the tip of his glistening cock.
I never thought I could ever say something like this, but fuck—this cock of his is so pretty.
Evander lifts his hips completely, bringing it toward my face, one hand trying to shove the back of my head toward him.
“Want me to suck you again?”
He pants, his movements turning frantic.
“Let me fuck your mouth, please.”
Damn. He’s adorable.
“Moy prekrasnyy malchik.”
He arches, his tip reaching my collarbone.
“Give me... ah... give me your mouth.”
I press a hand onto his belly to force him back onto the mattress.
“I’ll let you come, if you ask me nicely.”
“Dorian... please... fuuck, no—don’t leave me like this. Please, Dorian.”
“Begging suits you, Viscount,” I moan, my voice vibrating with a ruthless satisfaction.
I wrap my hand around my cock, aching and strained to the limit, and press the head against Evander’s pulsing hole, lingering for just a second to savor his shudder.
“Dorian... Dorian—Please—Fuck—Dorian...”
He is killing me.
“If my own cock wasn’t about to burst—” I drive into him in one heavy, decisive thrust that pins him to the mattress. “Ahh, fuck—I would stay right there and watch you try to come alone while you call my name.”
The thrusts become blind snaps, the sound of flesh hitting flesh is the only noise in the room. I feel the pressure mounting at the base of my cock.
“Blyad—”
I drive in to the hilt as my seed breaks in violent jets, hitting him straight at the back, flooding him. I pin him to the mattress with all my weight, mouth against his ear.
“Look at me...” I pant through my teeth as I fill him. “Feel that? That’s me inside you.”
He arches his back violently and his seed sprays high, hot, messy spurts staining his stomach and burning my belly. He throws his mouth open in a rattle, jaw locked while his insides claw at my cock in a vice that milks me convulsively, every jolt wetter and tighter than the last.
His fingers dig furrows into my arms.
