Page 15 of Glory Troll

“You said you would enjoy me eating you.”

“I did,” I gasped, tilting my head to the side to give him access to my neck.

“Can I take your trousers off?”

I nodded. His hands left my ass to busy themselves with my flies, then my jeans dropped to the ground and I clambered out of them, toeing off my loafers too.

Bo sank to his knees at my feet, his palms coming to rest on my hips, throat bobbing as he raised his eyes to mine. “I want to look at you, älskling. Gods…” He drew a shuddering breath. “You are beautiful.”

I couldn’t stop myself from cupping his face, the pad of my thumb trailing his sharp cheekbone.

I gasped when Bo’s fingers slipped under my thin jumper, caressing my bare skin.

“Can I take these off, too?” he asked softly, his eyes never leaving my face as he traced the waistband of my boxers. “Please,” he whispered, pushing my jumper up a few inches and kissing the spot right over my navel.

“God, yes,” I groaned, shaking with nerves and excitement. Damn, him asking for my consent for everything he did to me was so bloody hot.

“Thank you.” Bo leaned his cheek against my stomach, watching himself take my boxers off. “Perfect,” he breathed, sliding down, but stopping just shy of my cock.

“Please, Bo. The answer is yes, please just do it.”

He smiled up at me before fisting my length and letting me slide into his mouth.

Bloody hell!My eyes rolled back in my head at the sheer beauty of his hot mouth around me, the weight of my hard dick resting on his tongue and Bo moaning around me. His fangs pressed against my skin when he took me to the back of his throat.

It had been too long since I got any action whatsoever.Waytoo long judging by how close to coming I was within under five minutes of him sucking me off and letting my head hit his throat.

“Oh shit, darling, I—” I gasped, grappling with his hair. So close.

His hands gripped my hips, and he looked straight at me as he pulled off to tongue my slit and I just couldn’t stop myself from coming. All over his tongue and chin, my cum dripping from his beard.

An out-of-body experience, that’s what it was. I watched as if from afar Bo moaning and lapping at my cock, trying to get drunk on me.

“Your taste is my new obsession, Ollie.” He wiped his mouth with his shirt and dragging it over his head.

This was the first time I had ever seen him half naked, and goodness me…

“That little freckle there,” he murmured, rubbing his nose to my groin. “It’s my favourite.”

“Sorry for not giving you a warning.” I gestured at my cock.

“Please don’t apologise for finding your pleasure with me, Ollie.” Bo’s pupils were blown wide, and he gave me a star struck smile. “I told you, your taste is addictive.” With a low growl, he nuzzled his face into my groin again. “As is your scent.” He hummed, then gently turned me around. “Get on your knees for me.”

His voice was hypnotic, and I followed his lead without hesitation.

“I found mushrooms in a clearing up ahead,” Bo told me in a low voice, palms caressing my ass cheeks.

“Yes, they grow here,” I muttered, distracted by his fingers giving my glutes a deep tissue massage.

“Not just any mushrooms. Wood Blewits. Do you know what they do?” He nipped my left cheek and made me jump.

“No,” I groaned, shuffling my knees around.

“They will make you so hard,” he breathed, his lips moving against the skin on my ass. “So horny, and they make the fucking so good.”

“Okay,” I whimpered, not knowing where he was going with this.

“I collected some. For you and me.”

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