Page 37 of Blaze & Ajax

“Fuck, fuck…. Fuck!”

He dropped his cock and placed his hands on either side of my face, forcing me to keep looking at him. “You look stunning painted in my cum.”

Ajax lifted me by my head to stand, leaned down, and licked the side of my face. “It tastes good on you, too,” he growled, sending shivers up my spine.

I desperately needed to come, but I was good at holding it back. I had years of practice.

“Thank you, sir.”

Ajax fisted my hair and yanked my head back. I swallowed hard, the back of my throat aching from the pounding I’d received. “Jesus, why do I like that so much? I didn’t think I would. I wasn’t sure this was for me, but fuck… Do you want to be kissed, Aiden? Do you think you deserve it yet?”

“That is up to you to decide, sir.”

He slammed his lips to mine, still covered in his cum, and shoved his tongue into my mouth. My body was practically bent backward, completely helpless, as he covered me with his strong body.

The kiss told me I’d done a good job. That I was a good boy, and I had pleased him.

Suddenly, I was tossed onto my back on the bed, and my knees were shoved against my chest.

“Let’s keep rewarding my kitten. I think he deserves it.”

Mykitten? It sounded like he was claiming me as his, but that was impossible. Maybe Ajax hated me a little less, but he still didn’t like me. Did I want him to? I wasn’t sure yet.

When Ajax ran his tongue over my needy hole, I cried out. He still hadn’t touched my dick, but I’d take rimming any day. The slurping noises made me leak like hell. My stomach and dick were wet with pre-cum. He didn’t hold back sucking, licking, and nipping. When I loosened, he eased his tongue inside as much as he could.

He pushed my legs so far back that he practically bent me in half as he continued to consume my ass.

“What a sinfully tasty hole you have, Aiden.”

I whimpered as my body sunk into his mattress, so relaxed, especially when he ran his tongue over the wounded flesh on my ass cheeks.

God, I was so needy for relief, but I kept myself under control, holding back, knowing Ajax wouldn’t leave me hanging forever. Or at least, I hoped.

When he pulled away, he eased my legs back down on the bed and ghosted my dick with his breath as he looked at me. It bounced as if trying to reach for his mouth.

“Do you need relief, Kitten?”

“Please, sir.” My voice came out desperate and breathy.

Ajax gently pulled off the cocksling, ran his tongue along my length, and curled it around the head before swallowing me whole. I strangely needed to touch him, to run my fingers through his soft, thick hair, but I was still bound. Not that I would do it without permission.

Once he removed the sling, all the blood rushed to my dick, making the pressureunreal. It wouldn’t take much to blow.

My skin was flushed, burning for release as my spine tingled. Ajax wasted no time on me, letting me come quickly, bobbing his head, sucking in his cheeks, and using his tongue on the sensitive points.

I thrust into his mouth on instinct, so he pushed me down by my hips. Thank god he didn’t stop to punish me. I didn’t think I could take that. I was too fucking close.

I thrust again when I suddenly climaxed. My back arched, needing more, but it grew to be too much. I wanted it to linger. I wanted it to end.

Then Ajax popped off, wiping his mouth with his hand.

I was suddenly so tired and… emotional. It’d been so long since I got to let go like that. I was at home, at peace, and a fucking wreck. It made no sense, but I had no control over the warring emotions. I was helpless against them.

Ajax eased me over onto my stomach, untied me, and reached for some salve sitting on his nightstand. Soon, gentle hands worked the cream into my ass cheeks, easing the sting.

“Stay put,” he said, leaving the bed to go into his bathroom.

After he ran the water and shut it off, he returned and rolled me over to clean my face of residual cum. His eyes were focused and intent, trying so hard to take care of me. I wasn’t used to it. I needed the care, but it was confusing to have Ajax do it, someone who loathed me.