Page 13 of Not So Casual

Neither of us says anything. Our eyes locked on one another. His phone beeps and he peeks down quickly before looking back up, a smile spreading across his face.

“It’s five o’clock.” I nod my head slowly, not knowing where he’s going with this. “Get naked.”

“I’m sorry, what?” I ask flabbergasted.

“You heard me, Elias. I’ve been patient all damn week, waiting for the right time to put my hands on you.”

Whimpering, I push down on my cock that grew hard quickly. That he can get me to go from zero to sixty so quickly is so Alexander. Only he can get me from blushing in embarrassment to being turned on and aching for him in no time at all.

Kicking off my shoes, I stand quickly, excited by the turn of events. With shaky hands, I swiftly undo my slacks and push them down, letting them fall to the floor. I undo my shirt, tossing it on top of my pants, then step out of my briefs, leaving me completely naked. Alexander crooks his finger at me and I huff, my feet not leaving the spot they’re in.

“Excuse me,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. How dare he crook his finger at me and expect me to just run over there like some damn dog.

“Get over here, Elias.” He growls, and my dick jumps up at the sound, his eyes glancing at my cock that’s bouncing in front of him. I should stand my ground and not obey, but honestly, I’m too horny, and I need his hands on me. His eyes slowly meet mine again, and he crooks that damn finger again. Unblinkingly, I walk over to him, stopping when I step between his legs. He lifts his hands, rubbing them over my pecs, flicking my nipples, earning a hiss from me.

“Bend over my desk.” His hands are still caressing my body, the roughness a stark contrast against my soft skin.

“Fuck yes,” I moan out, moving quickly to lay my chest down on his desk, my ass in his face.

His hands pull my cheeks apart, and I groan when his breath hits my hole.

“Do you mind if I taste you?”

“Don’t mind. Not at all. Taste all you want. I want you to.” Thrusting my ass back into his face, I bang my head onto his desk when his tongue swipes against my hole. This is not what I expected to happen when I walked in a few minutes ago, but I’m loving how it turned out.

His tongue works into my hole, pushing in and out, before there’s the sound of the drawer sliding open and Alexander rummaging around for something. A cool, wet sensation hits my hole, and I realize he was grabbing lube. His tongue is replaced with his fingers as he starts working me open.

“Is this okay?” he asks, and I nod my head in agreement, not able to speak. He continues scissoring my hole, the flesh softening under his touch.

Alexander backs away, and I whine, wanting him to keep touching me. Chuckling, he softly slaps my ass before there’s the jingle of his belt being undone. Goosebumps erupt on my skin, and I shiver, impatient to have his hands on me.

His hands glide up and down my back before I can no longer feel them. The crinkling of the condom wrapper being opened sounds throughout the room.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy, Elias.”

His finger drifts down the bumps of my spine, causing my back to arch, my body craving more of him.

“I need you. Fuck me, Alexander.”

He doesn’t say anything, but his hand pushes on my back, forcing me further down onto the desk when his cock lines up with my hole. He pushes in just past the first ring of muscle, and I moan loudly, throwing my head back. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, so I breathe in deeply, trying to get used to the feeling of him inside me. Being full of him. My body locks up tight and Alexander pauses.

“Are you okay? Should I stop?” he asks softly, his hands lightly gripping my hips, his thumb brushing back and forth on my skin.

“Hell no. Don’t stop. Just give me a second, okay?”

“Mhmm.” His hands gingerly move up and down my sides before he works his way toward my front and pulls on my cock. Soft kisses pepper my shoulder and I breathe in deeply, his cock slowly pushing in a little farther.

“Give me more.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

The word barely leaves my lips when Alexander pushes himself fully inside me. His push propels my body farther up onto the desk. My hands grip the edge of the desk as he starts to thrust into me. He rams into me and all I can do is hold on for the ride.

“So. Fucking. Tight,” he grits out, grabbing hold of my shoulder to give him leverage. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Your hole is suffocating my dick, Elias. So fucking good.”

Whimpering, I move my hand toward my dick, spreading my pre-cum around the head and using the lubrication to stroke my shaft roughly. Alexander pounds my prostate and a burst of pre-cum falls from my dick while my hand picks up its stroking.

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