Page 81 of My Irresistible Enemy

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wanted him. I wantedallof him. Now.

Aiden gasped when my cock sprang free. I didn’t know if it was real, or if he was putting on a show, but I didn’t care. He looked at it with longing, and something in my core twitched as he brought a hand to my shaft.

I was already leaking precum, and his fingers were soft as they ran over my skin and across my slit. He brought them to his mouth and licked them clean. My cock throbbed at the sight.

He started stroking me again, his other hand going to my thigh, but I caught it with my own. He looked up, eyes wide, pupils dilated. Like he was waiting for instruction.

“Touch yourself.” My voice was raw.

His cock had never really softened completely, and he stroked himself eagerly. A part of me I hadn’t realized was still tense finally relaxed. It made it easier, made me feel less like I was on display, if Aiden was touching himself too. Besides, it was hot, watching him work our cocks in tandem.

He stopped for a moment, bringing his hands to my knees and pushing them apart. He slid closer and licked his lips.

“Can I?” he asked, looking up.

“Yeah. Fuck, yes.”

He licked a long stripe up the underside of my shaft, then took the head into his mouth. I moaned and slipped a hand into his hair. He hummed, sucking down harder.

He was sloppy, getting my cock incredibly wet, letting spit coat his lips and chin, and he smiled up at me as he did it, not an ounce of shame in him. Fuck, that was hot. I couldn’t bring myself to act like that anymore, but I could appreciate the hell out of it when he did.

He pulled off to tongue my balls, then took hold of my cock again and smacked it against his cheek.

“Do whatever you want to me.” His grin was positively debauched. “Use me. I want you to.”

Those words lit a match inside me. Could he possibly know how much of a turn-on that was? He must have seen the hesitation on my face, because he smiled again.

“I mean it, dude. I let you fuck me with a spatula. I don’t think there are a lot of boundaries left for us to cross.”

I inhaled sharply and nodded. Tightening my fingers in Aiden’s hair, I gave an experimental tug. He slipped my cock back into his mouth and whined in appreciation when I did it again.

“Both hands.”

He pulled off just long enough to say that before taking me back down, but that was all I needed to hear. I slid my other hand into his hair and pulled him forward, taking control. He moaned and stroked himself faster as I fucked his mouth. Christ, he was actually enjoying this.

I tried to be careful. Tried not to do anything that might hurt him. But the closer I got to coming, the rougher my movements got. I hit the back of his throat on one thrust and pulled away with a jump.

“S-sorry,” I stammered.

Aiden just shook his head and sucked me down until I felt my cock press against his throat again. He locked eyes with me as he did it, as if to show me it was okay.

It was too much—his perfect body, kneeling in front of me. His hand working his own cock, just like I’d told him to. His eyes wide and lust-shot as I used his mouth.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I groaned.

Aiden whimpered around my cock, stroking himself even harder. I thought about coming down his throat, how satisfying that would be, but something about him on his knees changed my mind. I pushed him back, pulling out of his mouth.

“What are you—” he began, but I cut him off.

“Stay just like that,” I told him, sliding my hands out of his hair. I brought one to my cock, the other to his mouth, tugging his lower lip down with my thumb. “Just like that. You’re perfect. So. Fucking. Perfect.”

I came, hitting his open mouth with one shot, then his cheek, then his chin. Aiden whined, his hand working his cock furiously as his tongue darted out to catch the drops of cum that clung to his lower lip.

I brought the tip of my cock to his cheek, picking up the strand of cum that lay there, and moved it to his lips. He lapped it up eagerly, then swirled his tongue around the head again. It was almost too sensitive, but I didn’t want him to stop.

“That’s it,” I told him. “Show me how much you like it.”

I swept up another few drops of cum and fed them to him, and as I brought the final bit that had landed on his chin up to his lips, he groaned, his whole body shuddering as he came onto the carpet.

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