Baby…
He called me baby.
I bite down on the pillow while fireworks pop off in my chest.
James works up a rhythm. Almost agonizingly slow, allowing me to feel every ridge of his massive cock, sliding in and out of my ass. My body is gripping him tight, not wanting to ever let go, and reveling in the feel of him fucking me into the bed. As he picks up his pace, his hips push into mine, smacking on my ass quietly while he rides me into oblivion.
“Please tell me this feels good for you,” he hums, a hand running around to my front to grip my chest. “I’m going out of my fucking mind.”
“Ffuuckk… me… harder,” is all I can say.
My body is wrapped in a cloud of erotic fuzz, and I’m floating up into the atmosphere.
“You want it hard, baby?” He growls, sucking on my neck and biting me until I whimper. “You like how I fuck you?”
“Yes,” I mewl, grinding my hips into the bed on his fierce thrusts, the friction on my aching cock sending me soaring. “God, yes, you fuck so good.”
“Jess…” He fucks and fucks, harder and deeper, rutting into me with all his might, though it stays slow. Gradually rough strokes of his big dick in the tight channel of my ass. “I never knew it could be like this… I never knew it could feel like this… Baby, take my fucking cock.”
“Unnghhh…” I’m seeing fucking stars.
He’s turned me into a giant ball of sensation, my balls drawn up so tight, they’re practically convulsing.
This… This is what I’ve wanted for years. Since I lost my virginity, and even before. I’ve been wanting this man for so fucking long, and now I have him.
I have him… inside me. Pumping me full of cock so thoroughly, it’s about to come out my mouth.
James’s weight pushes me deeper and deeper into the bed while he licks and sucks and bites all over my neck, my shoulders, my back. His hand is squeezing my pectoral tight, and then he brushes my nipple with his thumb, circling the hardened peak until I’m buzzing.
Jesus fuck, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come any fucking minute.
“Tell me it’s good.” He flicks my nipple again, rougher this time. “This is what you need, baby… Tell me it’s what you need.”
I cry to him in a quiet rasp, “It’s all I need. This… you. Fuck yes.”
Pounding into my ass over and over, James’s kisses on my neck drift from hungry to sensual, carnal in the way he’s teasing my flesh, expelling harsh breaths on every thrust.
I force my head up and turn over my shoulder to look at him. I just have to see his face… To know this isn’t a dream.
When our eyes connect, the stars align.
Nothing has ever felt this right.
I bite my lip, and James’s dark eyes fall to my mouth. I witness him swallow before he inches closer, and closer, until his lips brush mine.
We’re breathing so fast, so aggressively, swallowing up one another’s moans and pants while he fucks my ass with his huge cock, and I take every swollen inch with unmatched pleasure.
“Kiss me,” I beg, no chill and zero fucks to give. I need it.
I need him. All of him.
One quavering hum is all I get before his mouth crashes into mine. He takes my lips, claims them for himself, sucking and pulling, sliding his tongue in to meet mine while he continues to pump the air out of me.
I open up wider for him, kissing him back in slow, tantalizing laps, tasting him and purring into his mouth like the desperate, needy thing I am.
James’s hand rushes up my chest to my throat where he holds on, fingers at my jaw, feeling it flex while we kiss each other stupid, lust-drunk and feverishly falling from grace.
“I’m gonna come,” I whisper into his mouth, my dick already twitching out pulse after pulse of precum every time he hits my prostate with that fat, swollen head.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” His hand leaves my throat, though his lips keep sucking at mine, fingers gliding down my abs to my cock. He fists it and tugs, taunting my orgasm. I nod fast. “Come in my hand, sweet thing. Give me what I want… your cum all the fuck over the place.”
God. Fucking. Damn.
I explode. The orgasm hits me like a torpedo. Unlike anything I could have ever done to myself, or anything some other dude could attempt. This is all James, detonating my balls and turning my dick into a fucking hose.
Cum sprays all over the place while he milks it from me, his hips still pumping, giant cock still sliding, owning the fuck out of my ass until I have nothing left to give.
I can’t fucking breathe, but James is giving me his oxygen, panting and groaning silent sobs on my lips. “You’re so sweet, Jesse. You come so good for Daddy, don’t you?”
“Yes!” I cry. Because yes. Yes yes yes, Daddy… that sounds good. “I’m coming for you… I’m coming… fucking… everywhere.”
“Mmm… Good boy, baby. You want me to come deep in your tight little ass?”
My body is humming. I have no idea what’s happening or where I am. “Yes. Please…”
“You want me to fill you up until your sweet hole is overflowing with my cum?”
“God, fuck yes… fuck fuck…” What am I even saying??
Jesus, this man… Where did that filthy mouth come from?
James’s hip buck into me steadily as he sucks my bottom lip and tugs it with his teeth for only a few more pumps until I feel his cock swell to an almost irrational thickness.
And then I feel the hot spurts of liquid filling me from the inside.
“Baby… I’m coming in you,” he croaks, bringing his cum-drenched fingers up to our mouths.
He licks some up, then licks my lip. Then I lick some. Until we’re both cleaning his fingers off, tasting my cum like sweet icing.
What… in… the… actual… fuck?
Curling up into him, my ass clenches on his erection, still firm, though I can tell he’s done coming. He wedges his face into the crook of my neck, breathing me in while catching his breath, arms circling me and holding me to him tight.
And we lie like this in his bed, for many quiet moments. The only sounds to be heard are those of our breaths evening out, and icy snow hitting the windows from outside. It must be freezing out there…
But in here, it’s warm. Deep in the confines of forbidden land, where you get your holiday wish with no consequences.
And you can just be who you are… Free of judgement.
I’m in love with him. That’s never going to stop… Especially now.
Chapter 11
James
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Feeling truly settled is an interesting concept.
It’s something most of us strive for, and a lot of times, we’ll think we have it, only to find out later it wasn’t all there. We had only a portion of it all along.
I’d always considered myself content. On the surface, I was happy. Thriving business, nice house, smart kid… A relationship.
But just under my skin was a want for something more; a need I never allowed myself to acknowledge… Until I found it.
Until it revealed itself, like a magician’s final trick. Camouflaged… it had been hidden inside me the whole time.