Page 96 of The Guy in the Alley

“Shut the fuck up, baby. I’m busy.”

Hnnngh.

Yes, he was. Yes, yes, yes, he was.

I fisted my cock and rested my forehead against my arm, and he went to fucking town on me.

He kneaded my ass cheeks roughly and soaked me in saliva. “You have the tightest, most perfect little ass.” He flicked his tongue against my hole. “Now that you’re mine, you’re gonna have to put up with me spending a lotta time down here.”

Yeah, okay.

“Fuck…” I exhaled and stroked myself faster. “What if I need your big cock?”

“Do you?”

“Yeah. I’m ready to beg.” I threw that out there. “Lemme suck you till you’re coated.”

He cursed and teased my opening with the tip of his tongue.

“Please, Ben,” I moaned. “If we’re gonna fill this place with family members, I want you to rail me in every square inch before we gotta stick to our room and the bathroom.”

He chuckled huskily and didn’t respond.

For a while anyway. Maybe it was coming later.

A violent shudder pushed through me, like thunder rolling in from the lake in the summer, and he kept tongue-fucking me. But slower now. More sensually. He was back to being too patient.

“Ben…” I may or may not have whined.

“Mmhmm…?”

“Fuck me, please,” I begged. “I need it.”

“What exactly do you need?”

“You. Your cock.”

“Only me? Only my cock?”

God yes. Was he getting possessive? Because I could get on board with that. Holy shit, every day of the week.

“Only you, only your cock.” I couldn’t help it; I arched my back and pushed out my ass, needing more. “Please, baby. I need you.”

In a heartbeat, the heat disappeared behind me, and then I heard and felt him near my ear. I fucking shook.

“Get on your knees for me,” he whispered.

I couldn’t obey fast enough. I spun around and sank to my knees, and I peered up at him as I pulled out his cock from his sweats. Fuck yes, rock hard and ready.

“Only me,” he murmured.

I nodded and sucked him into my mouth, immediately hollowing out my cheeks and easing him down my throat.

He drew in a sharp breath, muscles tensing, and wove his fingers through my hair.

“Nice and wet,” he whispered.

I hummed and swirled my tongue around him, making sure to get him properly coated. And that was evidently all he allowed. Within seconds, he wanted me to face the wall again, so I sucked him real quick, just needing a taste?—

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