Page 59 of Malicious Desires

“No, I want you to fuck me.”

He laughs at my request, and I pout. “Don’t you want to?”

“Don’t be dense, Capullo. Of course I want to, but you’re not ready.”

I scoff, letting out an exasperated huff of annoyance. “I am ready.” I know I sound like a petulant child. I want him. I want everything with him.

Again Reece laughs. “Relax, Jasp. I don’t mean it that way, I just need to prep you, until you’re begging me to fuck you.”

I don’t get to respond as he leans over to kiss me, one hand cupping my jaw, the other sliding down between my spread legs to brush a digit against my pucker. Still kissing me, he slips one finger in, slowly fucking me with it. It causes me to moan against his mouth and break the kiss.

“More, Reece, more,” I beg, and he chuckles as he slides another finger inside my hole, curling it up to tease my prostate. His touch against that spot is amazing. But I need more than his fingers inside me, and he did say he wants me begging him to fuck me.

“Reece!” I practically scream out, lifting my head off the pillow to glare at him. He stills his fingers inside me. “Fuck me now!”

He shakes his head, his signature wicked smirk on his face. “Not until you suck my cock, Jasper,” he taunts.

I pout at him, lifting my head and folding my arms across my chest. “I just want you to fuck me,” I plead.

“Suck my cock, Jasper,” he demands, his voice a cheeky lilt. He shifts then, yanking my arms apart and sliding up over my torso until his semi hard dick is in my face, the tip touching my lips. Involuntarily, I swipe my tongue across my lips, teasing the tip of his dick which causes him to moan loudly and grip the bedhead as he shifts forward to push his dick between my lips.

I swirl my tongue over his length as he fucks my mouth, panting, “God, Jasper, fuck!”

I grip his hips, and he slips out of my mouth, giving me a confused look. “Please, Reece, I need you inside me.” He reaches behind him to grab my hard dick, stroking it a few times before asking, “Do you have lube? Condoms?”

“Um, I have lube, but not condoms,” I respond, blushing and shaking my head.

“Fuck,” he curses under his breath, moving off me and standing by the end of the bed to pull off the rest of his clothes.

I take his hand and he looks straight at me worriedly. “Is that a problem?”

He sighs, and with a gentle tug, he sits on the edge of the bed at my feet.

“Well, yeah, maybe,” he admits. “I haven’t been with anyone else since I’ve been with you, but last time I was tested it wasn’t a negative result.”

“Oh, so you got treated though?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t go for my follow-up test.”

Again, I take his hand, sitting up and kissing him softly. “I trust you, Reece,” I tell him. “If anything happens as a result we’ll deal with it together.”

He kisses me, harder and deeper, his tongue dancing with mine and he gently bites my lip, drawing a hint of blood which he licks away with his tongue. “Thanks, Jasper. I don’t deserve you.”

I laugh, replying, “Yeah you do, arsehole.” He gives me another kiss, before pulling back and asking, “Where’s the lube?”

“Top drawer,” I reply, nodding towards my bedside drawers. He stands and scoots to the other side of the bed to grab it. He crawls across the bed towards me, flicking open the top of the tube and squeezing some of the lube onto his finger.

“Spread your legs, pretty boy.”

I obey quickly, opening my legs wide. He looks straight into my eyes, as he rubs the lube over my pucker, his finger slipping inside to again fuck me with it.

“You ready, Jasper?” he asks, his voice soft. My heart is pounding in my chest. I can’t believe this is happening, but I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.

“Yes,” I rasp. “I’m ready Reece. Fuck me.”

He shifts on the bed, so he’s between my legs and lines himself up with the tip of his dick against my pucker. I gasp, inhaling a breath I don’t exhale.

“Jasp, relax, baby,” he coaxes, pressing against my body and leaning down to sweep the hair out of my eyes before giving me a soft kiss.

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