Page 15 of Hunt Me! (I Crave The Chase)

That should’ve scared me.

But it didn’t.

Wait…when had he taken my underwear off? I blinked down at my naked cock with confusion. A fresh drop of precum slipped down my shaft as I watched, the vein throbbing, my balls drawing tight, and releasing—over and over as Handsome stared, enraptured.

He looked like he wanted to eat me.

And then he did.

His mouth was liquid heaven as he slurped me down again, hot and messy, his drool slipping down my shaft, my balls, and tickling my taint till it slicked my hole. He was enthusiastic and unabashed, and I had to bite my arm hard to keep my whining quiet enough we wouldn’t get caught.

“Did you know you have spots here?” Handsome asked, pulling off my dick with a wet popping sound that had my eyes nearly crossing. My hips jolted toward his lips and he chuckled, like he thought my desperation was cute. The hand he had on my thigh squeezed. Tight.

“S-spots?”

“Mmmm,” Handsome leaned down, rubbing his nose up and down the sides of my dick till I stared down at him through hazy eyes to figure out what the fuck he was talking about.

“I don’t have—oh.” I blinked as he fluttered a kiss against the freckles decorating my shaft. “I guess I do.”

“Where else do you have them?”

“Where else do I—” Then my eyes really did roll back. Because he was slurping around my balls again, and one of his fingers was rub, rub, rubbing at my asshole. I opened my mouth to tell him to knock it off, but all that came out was a pathetic little mewl as my hips pressed against his fingers invitingly, and he leaned down to spit—almost lovingly on my hole.

“I have always wanted to do this,” Handsome said, his voice almost giddy. I was too shocked and turned on by the spit in my ass crack to properly reply. Why did that feel good? Why did that feel so fucking?—

“Ahhh,” he rubbed some more, my ass fluttering and sucking at his finger tip as he slurped my cock back into his throat—like it was nothing, Jesus—growing more practiced by the minute. It didn’t take long for me to want more. “Fuck yes.”

I mean really, who could blame me?

It wasn’t often I felt good. And this was…this was light-years better than good. This was like if amazing and awesome fucked. A new feeling entirely.

“You are so soft here,” Handsome murmured when he popped off my dick again. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the fact he was staring at my asshole, or commenting on it. So I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the way he tugged at my rim. This was nice. It was nice. “Such pretty, copper hair.”

This was definitely nice.

And it wasn’t so scary—I mean, he wasn’t going in or anything?—

I spoke too soon. I spoke too soon. Jesus Lord Almighty.

“Ugh,” I hissed out, clenching hard around his finger to try to force it out.

“Relax,” Handsome murmured. “I have not done this before, but I am sure it will go better if you relax.”

“Wait, you haven’t—oh shit. Fuck.” Deeper he pressed, and I thrashed a little, only to discover that was futile because Gigantor still had me pinned. “Fuck. Shit. I-I-I can’t. I’ve never—you’re too big.”

More, more, more.

“Breathe, sweet one,” Handsome murmured, kissing the tip of my cock to distract me. “Let me in. I know you want this. I can smell it all over you.”

I hated that he was right, because he was. I did want this. Weird-but-hot comment about my smell, aside.

I needed this man inside me so fucking bad I could hardly breathe, I just–fuck. I had never known that was something I’d want.

“I’m not sure I—” my words were cut off the second he popped deep enough inside me I could finally, properly squeeze around him. It was a weird feeling. Strange. I’d never had anything up there before, and I wasn’t sure I liked it. At least…not at first. The longer his finger wiggled though, the more I grew accustomed to it. “Oh fuck yes.”

Admittedly…being full was kinda awesome.

Comforting, almost.

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