Page 50 of The Prez

I whimper, holding on tight to his shoulders as he ravages my mouth.

One of his hands drifts around to my front, sliding in between us so he can wrap it around my shaft. I hiss, pushing into his hand. Raf chuckles darkly at my reaction, gripping my shaft firmly. “I want you.” He kisses me hard, sucking my tongue into his mouth as he tugs my cock. “Say yes, baby.”

“Yes,” I moan, fucking the circle of his fist. “Yes, please.”

Raf lets go of my dick, reaches behind me and turns the water off. Before I can step out, he pushes me against the cold shower wall. I open my mouth to ask what’s up when he drops to his knees, taking my dick between his lips. “Fuck me,” I murmur, looking at this large, powerful man on his knees for me. His hawklike eyes are fierce as he gazes up at me, burning with want.

“Raf,” I moan his name as he tries to swallow my dick whole. Over the past month, he’s gotten so much better at giving me head, relaxing his throat and hollowing his cheeks as he takes me in.

My fingers glide through his damp hair, holding on as he bobs up and down on my throbbing erection. His hand wraps around my shaft, pumping me as he sucks me in deeper.

I jump in surprise when his finger drifts between my cheeks, rubbing back and forth over my pucker. “Oh, god,” I gasp as I spread my legs, opening myself up so he can slide a finger in. He’s never touched me there. He’s massaged my assand tugged my balls, but never touched my hole. “Stick a finger inside me.”

He pulls away, maintaining eye contact while he slides his finger into his mouth, wetting it up. I watch him, my eyes tracking how his lips look puckered around his index finger. I whimper as he pops the digit from his mouth and brings it to my hole. He slides it inside me in one long thrust. My head falls back on the shower wall as he pumps it in and out. “Raf, baby,” I groan. My groan turns to a moan when he takes me back in his mouth, sucking me hard as he fingers my hole.

When I’m so close to the edge I think I’ll tumble over, Raf pops off my cock and removes his finger from my hole. I sag against the wall, fearing if I move, I’ll explode.

He gets to his feet and pulls me from the wall, kissing me hard as his dick presses against my own. “Get your ass on that bed,” he growls in my mouth before kissing me breathless. “I need to be in you tonight.”

“Yes,” I repeat.

I step out of the shower and grab a towel as I walk out, drying myself off quickly as I hustle to the bed. I toss the towel away and lie on top of the comforter to wait for Raf.

Raf steps into the room, looking fucking glorious as the light from the bathroom illuminates him. In his hand is a small bottle and I flush because I completely forgot about lube.

I spread my legs and he crawls between them, his shaft lying against my leg. He kisses me again, slow and easy as his finger goes back to my hole. He doesn’t press inside, simply teases the puckered skin.

He doesn’t tease me for long. After one more drugging kiss, Raf sits up and coats his fingers with lube. I shudder in anticipation, wanting to finally feel him inside me. Ever since the first time I touched him and saw that he had a piercing, I wanted to feel it inside me as his dick stretched my walls.

“You ready?” he asks, a slick finger pressed to my opening.

I nod quickly, spreading my legs wider. He slides his lubed finger inside me just as he did in the shower. “Fuck yes,” I groan, rolling my hips as he pumps in and out of me. That finger is joined by a second, then a third. He spreads his fingers, stretching me so I can take his large dick.

A curse leaves my lips when he curls his fingers and bumps my prostate. “Oh god! Rafael, please.”

“Yeah, precioso. Say my name. Tell me how I make you feel.”

He massages over my magic button and I grip the sheets, bucking against his fingers, wanting more but knowing if he continues, I’ll come. “Rafael, please. I can’t … need you.”

After a few more nudges against my prostate, he removes his fingers and I sag onto the bed, my chest heaving as I try to get myself under control.

I watch with hazy eyes as Raf drizzles lube on his dick, making sure he’s coated.

He slides closer to me and grasps one of my legs. He puts it on his shoulder and rests his cockhead against my hole. “Ready?” he asks again, his dick twitching.

“Take me,” I beg, looking him in the eyes. His are blazing, heated with lust that threatens to make me combust.

Without another word, Raf presses inside. He inches into me, his thick cock stretching me. My breathe catches as I take all of him. I faintly feel his piercing, the barbell rubbing against my walls deliciously. I grip the sheets tightly in my hands as he continues to give me his dick, easing into me at a maddeningly slow pace.

We both groan when he’s fully seated, his hips bumping the back of my thighs. “Precioso. Fuck, you’re tight.” I whimper, wanting him to move, but still trying to adjust to the unbelievable fullness. He’s so fucking big, he brushes mywalls from all angles. His thick cock fucking owns me and he hasn’t even fucked into me yet.

“Please,” I beg, wanting him to make me his. I need his cock to take ownership of me, I need to belong to him.

With one hand by my head and the other on my waist, Raf pulls his hips back a few inches, then pushes back into with a soft grunt. Over and over, he thrusts into me, moving his hips at a languid pace that’s driving me fucking wild. I toss my head back and moan, babbling god knows what.

“Omari, I’m not going to last. You feel too fucking good,” Raf mutters, swallowing thickly. He angles his hips and starts hitting my prostate head on. I cry out, reaching for him so I can feel his hot mouth on mine while he fucks me so good.

Instead of coming to me, he lifts my body until I’m sitting on his lap. This position changes the angle of how his dick is hitting my prostate and I cry out. His piercing glides over that special spot inside me, driving me closer to release than I would have thought possible.

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