AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“That feels so good,” he says with his eyes closed.
“I’m sure it does.” I realize I can’t massage his lower back properly from my stance at the side of the bed, so I slip off my shoes and get onto the bed, kneeling beneath his ass. I move my fingers up and down, rubbing and kneading, and I can tell he is enjoying it.
“So you didn’t answer my question.” He grunts. “Have you ever come that much in your life before?”
I glare at his back, annoyed by the tone in his voice that tells me he already knows the answer.
“And you have to be honest.”
“I don’t really remember,” I lie. “So I can’t answer.”
“Liar.” He chuckles. “I had you gushing like Niagara Falls.”
I ignore him as my fingers get closer to his ass cheeks, and a sudden naughty idea pops into my mind. I grin to myself as my fingers rub him. I am going to teach Colton Hart a lesson. I start to massage his butt cheeks, and I can tell that he’s not expecting that. He looks back over at me with a raised eyebrow. “You don’t have to massage my butt if you don’t want to.”
“Oh no. I feel like you deserve a proper massage. You deserve all of this,” I say as I run my fingers back and forth and knead my thumbs into his muscles. He shrugs and presses his face back into the mattress. I continue to massage him up and down for a couple of minutes, and then I let my finger slip all the way down and hover it close to his asshole. I press it in slightly, and he jumps up off the bed in shock.
“What the hell?” he shouts, looking at me, and I giggle slightly.
“Oops, sorry. My finger slipped.”
“Were you about to put your finger in my butthole?” He stares at me and gets back onto the bed, only this time, he’s on his back and staring up at me. I lick my lips nervously and try not to look at his cock as he adjusts himself. This is so unprofessional.
“Don’t look. Don’t look,” I mumble to myself.
“What?” he asks, and I see his wrist moving up and down. Is he jacking off?
“No, not at all. Of course I wasn’t trying to do that,” I say as my eyes look at his cock getting harder. “I would not slip a finger in your ass.”
“Uh-huh.” He groans, and his fingers pause and drop to the side. He grunts and closes his eyes. “You can continue to massage the rest of me now.”
“Sure,” I say as I shift up slightly. His cock is right there in front of me, and I’m not sure how to massage him without some part of my body touching it. I run my fingers up and down his chest, admiring his abs. I move my fingers close to his cock and balls but don’t touch them. I can feel his body getting harder. More rigid. And I know he wants me to touch him. I enjoy the fact that I’m getting so close but not actually relieving him of any of his horniness.
Five minutes pass, and his eyes pop open. “You know, you can touch me if you want to.” He nods toward his cock. “I don’t mind.”
“I don’t think so.” I shake my head and sit back as if I’m shocked by his comment.
“If you want to give me a blow job or even have a little bounce, go ahead,” he says a few minutes later. There’s a devilish smirk on his face and I know he’s trying to wind me up.
“Have a little bounce?” I stare at him with my best stern and disapproving headmaster look. “Really?”
“Hey.” He grins. “You seem to like to do the work. I bet your pussy is all wet for me, like—”
“Enough,” I cut him off. “We are not to talk about that ever again. You hear me?”
“Fine,” he says. “I mean, you’ve got me all horny for my date tonight. I was hoping that you’d relieve me from some of this lust.”
“Your date tonight?” I stare at him in surprise. I still cannot believe it.
“Yeah. Why? Are you jealous?”
“No. Why would I be jealous? I literally could not care less if you’re going on a date. I mean, I hope you enjoy yourself because I’m sure she won’t.”
“Oh, I’m pretty sure she’s going to enjoy herself a lot,” he says, grinning at me. “I think most women enjoy their time with me.”
“Okay. If you say so.”
“I’m sure she’s going to be screaming out my name when I make her come.”
