Page 29 of Obsessed with the Player

“I was just trying it out,” he said with the least innocent look in his eyes I’d ever seen in my life.

God,Ihatedhim.

I wanted him so bad I could explode right now.

He tried it again. He didn’t seem to dislike the taste of it on his lips, licking them constantly, and all I could think was that at some point, some other man might get to enjoy this.

The submissive Dan. The open, eager, daring one.

Don’t think about it.

Even if just for a night, he was mine, and that had to be enough.

I took my cock in hand while cradling his head with the other. “Part your lips and suck at the tip. Give it a little tongue action if you like it so much.”

Dan glared up at me, but still did it. There was this faint blush on the top of his cheeks that told me he loved it way more than he wanted to admit as he gave me a careful suck that made my toes curl.

Dan had now my whole crown inside his mouth, and he was licking it softly, tentatively, getting a feel for it, looking like he very much liked it, before raising his gaze to meet mine as if looking for approval.

My gut tightened with want. “That's it. Keep going.”

I didn’t let him get too much of my length in his mouth, only in small increments, and as much as in the beginning Dan had gone at it with determination, slowly, he was starting to soften, to get more into it, to enjoy it, tosubmitto the experience, even going as far as moaning when I told him to go to my balls to give me a breather. He sucked each into his mouth andfuck, the sounds he was making would be my undoing.

He might not be a pro at this, but watching him give in,hearinghim enjoy it as he discovered his taste for sucking cock?

This would be imprinted on my mind for years to come. For my entirelife.

And I needed not to waste a second of it.

I pulled him back, and fuck if his lips didn’t look just the most completely fuckable ones I’d ever seen in my life, all rosy, shiny with spit, his cheeks flushed and eyes dark with lust.

An idea popped into my mind, one that was almosttoo good, and although I wanted to keep it to myself, it still burst out of me.

“Do you want me to fuck into your mouth, or do you want to do it?”

Dan’s nostrils flared with desire, and he looked back at my hard length right in front of him, licking his lips again because he said, sounding a little hoarse, “You do it.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, because my stomach was so tight with want I almost couldn’t handle it.

“I want it,” he said, sounding like an admission, like he didn’t want to say it but couldn’t help it either.

Looking vulnerable.

And I wanted nothing more right now than to take care of that vulnerability.

So when we got into position again, I told him, “Pat my leg if you want me to stop.”

Dan gave me a curt nod.

Then I started. I got hold of his hair and started slowly pushing into him in small increments again, because I wasn’t a complete ass, and I wanted him to like it, almost more thanIwanted to like it, a fact I didn’t want to look at too close, but the more I went, the more Dan seemed to get into it, and I went from fucking slowly into his mouth to having Dan pulling and trying to swallow me down his throat.

“Are you going to be a brat?” I asked, pulling him back completely, balls close to bursting.

Dan glared back up at me. “I’m not a brat.”

“Aren’t you? Because good boys behave and do as they’re told.”

Dan’s blush came back with full force, because he fuckingliked it, he liked being a good boy even if he didn’t like admitting to it, and the knowledge filled my lungs with pure undiluted delight.

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