“I have a plan,” he says softly. “You said you trust me.”
“One thousand percent.”
“Bien.” He glances around my room. “You have some music you can play?”
“What kind?”
“Sexy.”
I clear my throat. The man’s words alone could make me come at this point. I fidget for my phone in my back pocket, open my music app and scroll, stopping on a promising playlist, then I set it on the charger. A song I’ve never heard before comes on but the beat is hypnotic, the woman’s voice dripping in sex, and Felix obviously likes it as he starts swaying to it.
He twirls around, slowly bouncing that gorgeous ass of his at me, and his intentions become clear. I’m about to be the recipient of a striptease. Fuck. Yes.
When he faces me again, he slowly pulls his tank up, exposing his belly, but then dropping it again. He winks and does it again, but this time he pulls it off completely, drawing a low moan from my lips. Oh fuck, I’m in trouble. He’s talked about his extra pounds, and yeah, he’s got a few, but man, does he fucking wear it well. I can’t see a thing wrong with the man in front of me I want to lose myself in. He is gorgeous. His skin is incredible, smooth and soft looking, dotted with light freckles like his face, and zero hair. His nipples, pebbled and tan, tempt me with visions of sucking them until he can’t take it anymore. His hands roam over his belly, tugging at the seam of his jeans in yet another tease.
“You want to see more?” he asks.
“You know I do.”
“Ask nicely.”
My eyebrows jump on my face. Fuck. “Please, Felix.”
“Please what, amour?”
“Please can I see more?”
“Yes. Avec plaisir.”
“What does that mean?”
“With pleasure. As I will do everything tonight.”
“What should I do?”
“Wait. Follow.”
“Got it.”
Felix unzips his jeans, swishing his hips to the music, completely in time. He twists around again so that I’m looking at his back, then slowly, torturously, shimmies out of his jeans. My breath hitches when I see what’s under them. Holy fuck. Are you kidding me right now?
He rights himself, slowly twerking his ass, showing off the deep teal lace panties he’s wearing. Not just panties. He’s also wearing a garter belt with matching stockings that stop at his ankles like leggings. He glances at me over his shoulder, tousling his hair, before turning around to face me again. The song changes to something even fucking sexier, either that, or he’s installed a new filter in my head that can only function on one setting- Felix.
He approaches me, straddling me and pressing a soft kiss to my lips before moving just out of reach again. The sight of him is stunning, twisting my insides with lust and need. I don’t care what I have to do to keep him. I’m doing it.
“Do you want to touch me?” he asks, knowing damn well what the answer is.
“Please.”
“Spread your legs.”
I do, waiting for more. He walks to me, dragging his fingers through my hair, before dancing like he did at the club, twerking and rubbing me. I don’t know what it feels like to him, but for me, the excitement of seeing him nearly naked against my clothed body is nearly too much to handle.
When the song changes again, Felix pushes me back, climbing on top of me and straddling my hips. He rubs his lace covered dick over my jean covered one, and I can’t tear my eyes away from it. His erection, short and thick, strains against the delicate lace, the head popping over the waistband, pink and leaking.
“I want to suck you so bad,” I murmur. “Please, Felix.”
“Follow, mon amour.” He leans in and kisses me, brushing his lips back and forth over mine as he does. “I will lead you.”
I nod eagerly. “Yes.”
“Good.”
Next, he does this whole body thing where he lies on top of me but then slides up and down. By the time he unbuttons my jeans, I wonder if I’ll just explode on contact. My dick springs straight up and the release of tension is heady.
“Oh my,” Felix whispers. “I have fantasized for so many years what it would look like. How big it would be. You have exceeded my fantasy.”
“Fuck.” It’s the only word I could find.
“I should have known you would be pierced. I have never experienced this, so now we are equal. It will be new for me too.”
I squeeze my eyes. “Gah.”
Felix drags his tongue up the underside of my shaft, flicking his tongue over the pierced tip. He hums as he does it, sending shockwaves through me and drawing sounds I’ve never heard from my mouth. When he closes his mouth over me, I throw my head back, but then force my eyes back to him. I don’t want to miss a second.
“Mmm, so good,” Felix whispers. “Apollo, you are perfect.”
“For you,” I eke out. “Please, Felix. More.”
“Shh, mon chou, I have you.”
He swallows me then, getting me all the way down his throat. If I thought Felix was beautiful before, he’s fucking stunning with my dick in his mouth. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he sucks me. He knows he’s good at it.
He instinctively seems to know every time I get close and backs off, bringing me right to the edge then letting me fall back again. It’s delicious torture, and even though I want to come, I want this to last as long as possible at the same time.
Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, Felix lets up, and crawls up my body, attacking my mouth. We kiss for several minutes, just rubbing together as we make out. I’m dying to know what Felix’s next move will be. I want to feel him in my mouth, but I promised to follow.
I’m not disappointed when Felix scoots up my body and straddles my face, softly rubbing his lace covered dick over my mouth.
“Open your mouth, Apollo.”
“Fuck.” I do as he directs, sucking his balls and licking his shaft through the lace. Felix’s soft moans nearly undo me as he rocks on my tongue.
“Yes, mon amour, perfect. You are so good for me.”
I nod, gripping his waist to hold him to me. My mind is trying to process this, trying to catalogue it for the future, but I’m overstimulated. I’ve wanted to be with a man for a while now, but nothing could have prepared me for this man.
Felix shifts back so that he’s over my chest. “You will taste me now.”
“Fuck. Yes.”
Felix rises up to his knees and pulls the panties down enough to expose his dick. Oh fuck.
“Teach me.”
Felix nods, his eyes heavy with lust. “Of course. Open your sexy mouth.”
Again, I open wide like I’m at the dentist, so eager for this moment. Felix guides his cock into my mouth, and my eyes flutter. I have a dick in my mouth. Fuck yeah.
Tentatively, I begin to suck, watching his face for a reaction.
“Yes, like that, amour.” He moves his hips, slightly fucking into my mouth. “Ah, perfect. You are a natural, Apollo.”
I drag my tongue on his shaft, then suck the tip, knowing it’s something I like. Felix throws his head back, and grabs at his nipples, pinching and tweaking them as I suck him. A burst of salty precum hits my tongue, and oh my god, that’s delicious. Felix rocks harder, leaning forward and twisting my hair in his fist.