Page 105 of Something So Strong

My eyes slam shut—my head writhing back into his balled-up hoodie when he doesn’t pull back. Holding still, Kai lowers his grip to the base of my shaft, and then forces me deeper. Like a vice, the muscles of his throat constrict around me, and he bobs, just enough for the crown to slip back and forth across his tonsils.

“Fuck,” I grunt, and my hand finds the back of his neck. Not to force him, but he pushes further anyway. And this time it’s too much. “Shit,” I curse as his muscles strangle me before forcing my dick out of his mouth with a phlegmy cough.

Saliva drips from his chin as I watch his eyes glaze over with lust, just like they always do when he allows himself to be completely free with me.

Leaning back in, Kai tilts my dick up towards my stomach and spits on my balls. Slowly, he pumps me, watching my expression as I feel his spit drip from my sack and onto my ass. With a heady pant, one of my eyes twitches, and Kai’s free hand disappears between my legs.

My whole body tenses as I feel him slide a finger between my cheeks and circle. Faintly. Just enough to have me wishing for more without thinking it through.

“Yes.”

The word falls from my mouth like I’m possessed. And I suppose I am. I have been since landing in this bloody country, and now I’m suffering the most blissful corruption. One I swore against. Denied wanting…

Taking a firmer grip, Kai winds his way up and down my length—effortlessly gliding as my foreskin stretches and retracts. All the while, deepening the pressure on my asshole as the circles become tighter.

My hands squirm, grabbing fistfuls of my hair before pulling at the hoodie.

Kai leans in and starts lapping at my cock like an ice cream, and I can’t keep up with all that’s happening. The only thing I know is I don’t want him to stop.

“More?”

My answer would have been the same no matter what he asked.

“Yes,” I sigh beneath him.

His lips press together, and he blows against the glans on the underside of my shaft.

As I writhe from the change of sensation, Kai pushes his finger inside me and my back arches fully from the floor.

My cock back in his mouth, he releases the hand he had around it to press against my stomach, guiding me to flatten my back. With the slant of my hips, his finger moves deeper. My knees bend and my feet curl as my heels ground into the carpet until it feels like I’m sucking him in.

This should feel wrong. I should hate it. I should want him to stop. But with every shallow thrust, he draws me closer to begging for another finger. Maybe two. Maybe something much, much bigger.

With a slurp, Kai pulls back and swirls his finger. “Does that feel good?”

“Fuck you, you know it does,” I pant, just coherent enough to understand.

“You want more. Or you wanna come?”

I want both.

Why can’t I have both?

“I will come if you keep doing that.”

Gripping my hip tight, Kai seeks my cock with his tongue before swallowing me as deep as he can.

Up and down his head bobs, his hair in his face and his lips swollen red.

My hand makes its way back to his neck. “Fuck! You’re so good at that, Babe.”

Kai moans at my praises, and the vibrations jerk my hips. But he holds me firm.

With an ideal mix of shallow swipes and long drawn out passes that connect with the tightness of his throat, he hooks his finger inside me, and rubs.

All I see is pure white light and total darkness in an orgasmic confusion of pleasure and taboo.

If I thought my world was changed before, I’m not even sure which planet I’m on now.

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