Page 12 of Tempting Him (Illicit Desires)

As we got to the landing, close to my bedroom door, I paused. “Are you sure about this?” I needed to hear him say he wanted me too.

“Fuck, yes. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks.” A blush rose on his cheeks as I grinned and kissed him fiercely. My heart soared to think he had been fantasising about me at the same time I had been stroking my cock and thinking about him.

ChapterEleven

Liam

He askedme if I wanted him. Jesus, wasn’t I giving him enough of a signal? Hadn’t he felt how hard I was and known it was all his damn fault? I got it, though. He was my best friend’s dad, for Christ’s sake, and there I was about to get naked and lie before him with my legs and ass cheeks spread, ready to let him do whatever the fuck he wanted to me. I needed to have him. I needed to feel his incredible cock that had been pressed against me as it slid inside my wanton ass. I needed it more than I needed to breathe, so, fuck yes, I was sure what I wanted.

No one had ever treated me like I was something to be beholden before. And that was how Rich made me feel. The intensity of the desire between us was off the charts, but it never once felt as though it wasjustthat. I sat on the bed, and before I let him make the moves he wanted to, I grabbed his waistband and pulled him towards me. I looked up at him and bit my lip as I undid the button and zip on his jeans. I kept his gaze as I tugged his jeans down his thighs, just low enough to get me full access to his cock. He was tenting his underwear, a little wet spot showing me exactly how hot he was, precum leaking from the head of his amazing dick already.

I slid my hands over his hips, and I pulled on the top of his boxers, freeing his cock. His stiffened dick was truly a sight to behold, and I smirked as I leaned in. My hand wrapped firmly around his shaft, and I licked the top of his prick with my wet tongue.

“Jesus Christ, Liam!” His eyes rolled back in his head, and I wanted to make sure he knew how much I needed and wanted him. I opened my mouth and lowered my head over him, the underside of his shaft slipping over my tongue as I took him deeper into my mouth.

His breathing hitched. His hand tangled in my hair, and he looked down at me like I was the most glorious man he had ever laid eyes on. He was horny for me. He wanted me so damn much, and I knew he was resisting the urge to push me down on his dick a little further.

I rewarded him by pulling back and sinking lower over him the second time. Again, his breathing hitched, his hold of my hair tightened, and he moaned softly in pleasure. When I heard the delicious sounds that came from him, it only encouraged me more. I needed to hear more of them. I needed to hear him moan, curse to the heavens, and sweet fuck, I wanted to taste him.

I started to pick up the pace, pushing myself to take him deeper every single time. Rich controlled my pace with his hold on my hair, never taking it too quickly or pushing his cock into my throat more than I was ready for. I hungrily took as much of him as I could. I wanted him to come apart and know the taste of his cum on my tongue was all because of the effect I had on him.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” He looked down at me as his dick hit the back of my throat. I gazed up at him, my eyes wet from gagging. His hands slid to my face, and he wiped away the tears with his thumbs. “You are incredible.” He was so sincere, and my heart melted at the genuine appreciation in his eyes.

I smiled back at him as best I could with his cock in my mouth, and from that point on I wentallout. I wasn’t stopping until he was spent. Until I had the taste of him. I picked up the pace, reaching behind him and grabbing his arse. I openly encouraged Rich to fuck my mouth and take what he needed from me.

Every moan, every sigh, every hum made my dick throb with need and made me hungry for him all the more. I worked his cock in and out of my mouth, sucking it, licking it, taking him as deep as I could until his body tensed, and I knew what was about to happen.

“Liam, I’m going to come.” He was giving me the opportunity to pull back, but there was no way I was going to stop now.

I responded to his warning by rolling my tongue over the underside of his shaft and sinking him back to my throat once again.

“Oh, fuck!” He gasped and I was rewarded with his warm, salty goodness, which I swallowed greedily. His tight grip on my hair eased as he came down from his climax and let his cock slip from between my lips.

“Jesus, Liam. Thank you,” he murmured as he dipped his head down and caught my mouth with his own, his tongue plundering my mouth, tasting his cum from me. He pulled back and kissed me on the tip of my nose. “Your turn.” He grinned and dropped to his knees between my legs.

Fuck!

ChapterTwelve

Rich

Jesus Christ,I don’t think anyone had ever given me a blow job in such an enthusiastic manner in my entire life. Liam loved giving head, and holy shit, did it show.

But now it was my turn. I needed to show him how much I appreciated what he had done for me and how good I wanted to make him feel.

I sank to my knees in front of him.

“Stand up.” I smirked. I was going to enjoy every moment of this, especially after what he had just done for me. I reached for him, cupping his arse as he stood and pulling his crotch to my face, putting my face right where I wanted it and breathing out over him through his jeans.

I was rewarded with a soft, short moan, and I nuzzled against him. He was throbbingly hard and surprisingly well endowed. I needed to get my mouth over his bare cock.

I slid my hands up over his arse, over his hips, and came to rest on the waistband of his jeans. I allowed my fingers to slip under the hem of his T-shirt and trace softly across his skin until I reached the fly of his jeans.

He held his breath as I slid them down his legs and kissed every inch of exposed skin as I did. I encouraged him to step out of the denim he was wearing until he was standing there in just his top and a pair of snug boxer briefs that rode low on his hips.

I looked up at him as I licked across the trail of hair that started at his belly button and disappeared below his underwear. He gasped and finally let out the breath he had been holding in staccato. It was too much, and again, I slid my hands up the back of his thighs, cupped his gorgeous arse, and pulled his crotch to my face, nuzzling in against it.

His hand stroked my hair, and I pressed my face against him a little more, mouthing over his cock as I did. I had teased us both enough, and I wasn’t going to be satisfied until I had him in my mouth, the taste of him on my tongue. Hooking my fingers into the waistband of his boxers, I slid them slowly down his thighs.

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