Page 87 of Explosive Prejudice

Biting his lips, he shook his head. “N-no.”

I squeezed his jewels harder until he nearly folded in half and cried in pain.

“Deep down, you always knew who was in charge, didn’t you? That was why you were throwing your fists in the air like some heated bitch, trying to get my attention.”

Shay-Lee nodded his head and squeezed his eyes. “It hurts.”

I grinned. “Didn’t you just say I was too gentle?” Despite the pain, his dick only grew bigger, so I didn’t let go.

“Camilo—”

“What is it, Llorón? Tell me what you want.”

He opened his eyes and met my stare, desperation written in his lust-drunk gaze. His cheeks took on a beautiful shade of pink while his bottom lip trembled. How magnificent was it to see this man turning into this needy, willing mess.

“I want you, Camilo.” Him saying my name like a prayer stirred a feral desire in me.

I let go of his balls and rose to my feet. Cupping his face in my palms, I leaned closer until our lips nearly grazed. “Make no mistake. I’m the one in charge. But when you whisper my name that way… it drives me fucking insane.”

His breath hitched as he stared at me with wide, icy-blue eyes, and I swore that a piece of the mask he wore had just cracked. Then, the look of vulnerability changed to ferocity. The hunger and power that I admired returned to his eyes as he grabbed my dick, and I let out a woosh sound at the surprise.

Closing the small distance between us, he took my mouth, but instead of simply kissing me, he tugged on my bottom lip and bit it.

“So fuck me, Camilo.” He grabbed me tighter. “Fuck me. Own me. Make me yours.”

Tossing Shay-Lee on the bed, I kicked the door shut and joined him on the mattress.

“Someone’s eager.” Shay-Lee grinned, full of himself, as I moved above him.

Grabbing his side, I flipped him over, hooked my hands underneath his hips, and pulled him back until his ass rubbed against my hard cock. Fisting his hair, I yanked his head back so he rested against my shoulder and took his mouth. He moaned into the kiss, rutting his needy ass against me in the process.

“Like you’re one to talk,” I rasped after tearing our lips apart. Moving my hand to his neck, I kept it there as my thumb caressed his rapidly beating jugular.

Shay-Lee’s breath caught before he glanced at me with hooded eyes, a half smirk pulling on his devious lips. “What are you going to do about it?”

“Nah…” I grazed my teeth along the line of his neck. “The question is what are you going to do?” I rolled aside and lay on my back with one hand tucked behind my head.

“Oh?”

With our eyes locked, I collected my precum and used it as lube while I gave my stiff cock a lazy stroke. He followed the action, darting his tongue out to wet his bottom lip.

“Come here, kitten. Put that pussy on my face and ride me like a fucking slut.”

Lust flashed in his eyes as he gave me a deviant look full of hunger. All too eager to obey, Shay-Lee positioned himself on top of me. Facing my feet, he leaned his ass back, his heels on each side of my head as I spread his cheeks apart. His hole was pink and smooth, like the rest of him, making my mouth water.

“Do you wax here?”

The brat had the audacity to give me an annoyed look over his sassy shoulder.

“Are you going to ask about my body hair, or are you going to eat my ass—fuckkk!” His words turned into a long moan as I shoved my tongue into his already stretched hole.

Spreading his cheeks wider apart, I crammed my face deeper, nearly choking myself between his sweet cheeks. The vanilla oil we had used in the shower made him taste like a fucking dessert. Knowing I wouldn’t be satisfied until his full weight was settled on my face, I maneuvered him to properly align with me before I fucked his hole with my tongue. Shay-Lee was all too eager to play along as he rolled his hips and rode my face the way I told him to. As he writhed on top of me, his balls slapped my jaw with each movement, creating incredible sounds along with his throaty moans. He was absolutely loving it, moving his ass harder and faster, desperate to feel me deeper.

Hold on, kitten. I’ll be filling you up in no time.

My mouth was wet from sucking and nibbling on his entrance as drool and spit coated my lips. My nose was shoved between his globes, and my eyes were closed. It was hard to breathe and even harder to contain myself when all the blood in my body rushed to my aching cock.

“C’mon, kitten, I want you to hold yourself open for me,” I said and watched with pleasure as his hands came to replace mine.

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