Page 72 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

I pushed my fingers through his hair and angled his head so he was looking directly at me. “Trust me, I don’t have one thought in my head right now that doesn’t revolve around you.”

“Good.” He angled my cock and flicked his tongue over the tip, making me shiver. “Now it’s time to make sure I’m the only one in your headallthe time.”

Travis wrapped his lips around the plump head of my dick and lowered his mouth over me.

My toes curled into the hardwood floor as I gripped his hair tight, and when he drew me all the way to the back of his throat on the first swallow, I was perilously close to coming right then and there.

Jesus Christ.He was amazing at that. His mouth felt like heaven, and I was happy to take a minute or five exploring every exquisite moment of being there.

Thankful I had something to support my seriously weak knees, I twisted my fingers in his hair and watched like a greedy voyeur as Travis drew his mouth up me, and followed that with his tight fist.He squeezed and stroked my pulsing shaft as he swiped his tongue across the swollen head, then dipped the tip into my slit. I slammed my eyes shut.

“Goddammit, Caleb.”

I opened my eyes to peer down at him resting back on his heels, rubbing his thumb over my sensitive skin, and the look of adoration mixed with lust had me thrusting my hips forward.

“I could become seriously addicted to this,” he said.

“You could? I’m the one getting sucked by a fucking master.”

“Ooh.” Travis stroked my cock along his curved lips, painting them with my pre-cum. “I like that.Cockmaster.”

A strangled chuckle escaped me. “I was thinking more Master Cocksucker.”

He gave me a rough pull, his eyes heavy with desire. “That’s even better. It means you have to do what I say.”

A thrill coursed through me at the thought, because who knew what outrageous thing would come from Travis’s dirty mind?

He didn’t disappoint as he lowered his head over me and said, “I want you to fuck my mouth, Caleb. Fuck it and come down my throat.”

I took hold of the base of my cock and fed it into his waiting mouth. He caressed my balls as he sucked me deep inside, looking up at me and waiting for the moment I’d lose control with him.

Had there ever been anything sexier than the picture Travis made on his knees? Even fully clothed, what I wouldn’t give to take a photo of this moment. I’d have to settle for a mental snapshot, but it wouldn’t be one I’d ever forget.

I moved my hands to either side of his head, spearing my fingers through his hair, and then thrust my hips forward. The head of my cock bumped up against the back of his throat, wrenching an incoherent curse from my chest.

Travis reached between my thighs, each hand gripping an ass cheek, forcing me to spread my legs farther apart so he could somehow get even closer, take even more of me.

It was all I could do to set the maddening pace we both craved—me, driving into his mouth, and him, greedily sucking every drop of pre-cum. When he swallowed around my sensitive tip, my head fell back against the window. But I didn’t stopwatching him.Master Cocksuckerwas an understatement, and I wasn’t sure how long I could hold out as he took everything I had to give.

His fingers curled into my ass, and I had the fleeting thought that I hoped they left marks, something to remember this by if it never happened again. But I hoped this wasn’t the last time I had Travis’s mouth on me.

My grip tightened on him as my body began to jerk involuntarily, the struggle on keeping my orgasm at bay getting more challenging as he devoured my dick. I’d never been able to fully let go like this, to fuck without worrying if the other person could handle it.

Travis, it seemed, could handle anything and probably more.

“I can’t…” Beads of sweat fell down my neck, my breathing coming faster as I got closer. “Travis?—”

My words cut off as my climax hit so hard I blacked out. Thank fuck his hold on me never wavered, his sinfully skilled mouth riding me through the never-ending waves that racked my body.

“Holy shit,” I breathed, the orgasm leaving me trembling against the window I’d forgotten about.

Travis continued to swallow every last drop, his moan of pleasure vibrating around my cock.

As my vision finally cleared, I saw a smug, satisfied smile curve his wicked lips.

“Tell me you’re not going to want to dothatagain.”

There was no way I could do that, not when I was already imagining it in vivid detail. I reached down and brushed my thumb over his swollen lips and said the only thing that made any sense right then: “No more running.”

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