Page 84 of His Secret

I release a moan and thrust into his hand.

“You want me?” he asks.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“How badly do you want me?” he questions, mouth against my ear.

I thrust again. “I want you so much.”

He growls, nipping at my ear. “I want to devour you.”

A whimpery moan leaves my lips. “Yes.”

“You like that idea?”

His fingers dance across my shaft, reaching my balls.

I nod frantically.

“Tell me.”

“I want—” I swallow. “I want you to devour me.”

Matías steps back and gives me a wicked grin. “Stand over there,” he says, stepping under the spray to allow me to get to the back.

When I get into place, he comes forward, pushing his wet hair back and dropping to his knees.

With my cock pointing at his mouth, he leans forward and licks the underside of my shaft before briefly sucking on the tip.

“Turn around.” I listen, and face the wall. “Now bend over.”

I grab a hold of the bar along the left side and bend, spreading my legs as much as possible.

His hands run up the backs of my thighs, pushing my ass cheeks up before squeezing and spreading them.

When his tongue runs up my crease, I squeeze the bar and suck in a breath before releasing a moan.

“Oh, god.”

His tongue swipes up and down, large hands squeezing my cheeks as he licks me. The tip of his tongue begins prodding at my sensitive hole, but it feels so good.

“Yes,” I pant. “Please. Oh, god.”

He takes my words as permission to do more, so he does. His tongue pushes into my hole, his fingers gripping me tightly.

“Matías,” I breathe. “So good.”

He turns into an animal, his tongue devouring every part of me. It dips low, licking my balls, before he sucks each one into his mouth, one at a time. Then he’s back in my crease, tonguing me down until I’m seeing spots.

With his hands on my waist, he spins me around, andonce again, I grip the bar. He takes my cock into his hand, pulling me into his mouth.

I watch as water hits his back, cascading over every dip and curve of his muscles, dripping down his ass.

I think about what it would be like to be inside him again. To feel how tight he would be around me.

He takes me deep into his mouth, continuing his mission of devouring me. His fingers find my balls, massaging and gently squeezing them before one finger slips between my cheeks.

“Oh,” I moan, the word coming out shuddery.

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