Page 55 of My Pucking Crush

“I can do that.” I’m ready to come from his jerking me off. “Fuck, don’t stop. That’s so good.” I throw my arms across his shoulders, giving into the being jerked off like this.

By my bodyguard.

I lose myself to this soapy, wet hand job, and next, ropes of warm cum shoot from my slit and coat the sides of Luca’s hand.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he rasps.

“No kidding.” I get my breath back and stare at his cock with all the piercing, especially the ring hanging off the tip. “How do you fuck with all that hardware?”

“The bolts are strategically placed to hit all the right nerve endings.” He smiles. “And a lot of lube helps. I can get us so fucking slippery and dirty.”

I have lube in my bedroom. Christ, would I let him?

Holy shit, I’m seriously thinking of letting him bone me. My asshole throbs, not in protest. In want. “You need to come,” I say to close off this business transaction.

“I do.” He strokes his own cock. “I have hours of clean up left. I can use a little pick me up.”

His massive cock bobs, hard with angry veins that need release. The glinting of metal snaps my awareness of his piercings, and that taking him down my throatmeans navigating around all that metal.

Challenge accepted.

He kisses me again and our lips move in perfect sync. It’s wild and feverish with Luca moaning into my mouth. He said he doesn’t kiss people, but I feel he’s hungry for this connection with me.

Fuck, so am I.

Luca strokes his dick. As it gets hard, it gets shiny and the bolts glisten. His fingers leave his cock and cup my cheek. “Think you can take all of me?”

“Shove your dick down my throat and find out.”

He curls his hips, and his erection presses into my abs, the dripping head of his cock slicking up my skin. The pearly precum fills the ridged contours. He’s marking me.

Luca cups the back of my head and writhes up and down, bringing his chest level with my mouth. With his nipple piercing in reach, I lean forward and grip it between my teeth, while I squeeze his ass. I bite down, testing the pressure, this is a first for me. Exacting purposeful pain on a lover.

It’s...glorious.

“Fuck, yeah,” Luca pulls me back in a for a brutal kiss.

When I’m drunk from his mouth, I pull off, tasting a small hint of blood from my sharp teeth piercing the flesh. “Show me,” I hiss.

Luca spots the blood on my mouth, and his eyes turn fucking feral. “Show you?”

“Show me how you’d fuck me.”

Like a bomb went off behind his eyes, Luca lifts a knee to anchor his foot on a cedar bench so he can fuck my mouth.

Oh shit...

He smiles and presses down on my shoulders. Iwillingly kneel on the shower floor.

“Are you ready for me to fuck your mouth?” he rasps.

“Yeah. So ready.” I breathe in and lick my lips.

“Take it. Take my dick into that bloody mouth.” With one hard shove, he fills my mouth with his staggering length. “Christ, that’s so warm and wet.”

He invades my soul with waves of musk and sweat and pure male heat as his cock slams into my mouth in a furious rhythm. I smooth my hands up and down his thighs until I reach the base of his cock and fist it while I suck him.

“Take my cock, filthy boy. Eat it. Swallow it. You’re mine to choke.” His head falls back as he rocks his hips back and forth, his massive cock sliding in and out of my mouth. “Fuck, you’re taking me so damn good.”

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