Page 67 of My Pucking Crush

“Easy, my stud,” he warns.

My. Mine. I’mhis. It’s a topsy turvy arrangement since I’m protecting him. Someone tried to hurt him, yet behind closed doors I could be his toy.

“That’s so damn good,” he praises me. “Really good. Perfect.”

“This is so fucking easy,” I say after pulling off and licking the underside again. “With you.”

Because I’m not judging him.

“Since when is easy your brand?” Max turns the tables and shows me a playful side I didn’t know existed.

He pushes into my mouth and fucks it forcefully, not allowing me to answer. Deep growls erupt from his chest.The tips of his fingers dig into my scalp, harder and in proportion to the strength of the orgasm building in his balls.

“I’m close,” he murmurs. “I need to come, and I need you to swallow me.”

While he’s thrusting like there’s no tomorrow, I finger his hole again.

Max fucking loses it. His head tilts back, his throat muscle chorded. “Fuck, so good.”

His tight hole sucks in my finger deeper. It wants this. It wantsme. “That’s right, little paradise. Daddy’s coming for you.”

I hum against his cock, and with a final swallow, Max roars his climax, pushing in so deep, his cock slides down my throat.

He spills everything he’s got, filling my mouth with cum.

I’m a heavy ejaculator...

Salty release drips from the sides of my mouth and down my chin. Max stares at me, at the mess he made of me. Part of me fears I’ll see horror in his eyes, his doubts taking over. No, it’s a smiling, lust-filled grin.

I swallow what’s in my mouth. Clearing my throat, I say huskily, “Like what you see? What you did to me?”

“I love what I did to you.” He breathes heavily. “Are you taking your finger out of my ass anytime soon?”

I give his balls a final lick. “Do you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“It’s you.” He stretches his neck, his face a mask of pure pleasure. “But damn, I’m not hard enough to fuck you. Wonder what we can do while we wait?”

THIRTY-FOUR

Luca

Ismile and palm my cock. “Get on your fucking knees and suckmydick.”

Max pops off the bed and pliantly lowers to his knees.

I swing my legs around and spread them wide. Max lowers his face to my cock and breathes on my dick.

Fuck.

I tease his lips with my pre-cum. His tongue swirls around the top, and my asshole throbs. His hot and thick tongue wipes my engorged, weeping head.

My hands move from the back of his neck to thread into his soft golden waves. He lets out an approving groan, liking my forceful touch. Without any kind of warning, he takes me all the way into his mouth.

“God,” I groan. “Yeah.” I love how he sucks me down to the root so easily.

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