Page 91 of Off Balance

He sits up, wrapping my legs around his waist and hugging me so close it's like he's trying to merge us together through our arms and chests.

"You're not getting rid of me so easily, tiny dancer. God himself couldn't pry you away from me." He rolls his lips and closes his eyes for a moment, gathering his thoughts. When he opens them again, his dark eyes are watery. "For a split second today, I thought I lost you. And it made me realize I want to get to watch you dance every day. To follow you around the world and support you while you set the world on fire because I have no doubt that you're going to accomplish things beyond your wildest dreams. Nothing—nothing—could keep me away from getting to spend whatever time I have left with you."

"I'll keep you young," I rasp, a tear falling and splashing on Dom's full bottom lip. His tongue darts out to lick it away, and I chase it with my own tongue, the salty flavor of my tears mixing with his.

The kiss grows deeper and more desperate, our bodies overwhelmingly needy for the comfort that being truly connected can give us.

Dom grips my hips and rocks me in his lap, rubbing me against his hardening cock. The suction of his lips on mine is impossible to break, but I need out of this underwearnow.I need to feel every inch of him against me. Skin against skin. Flesh to flesh.

Sensing my need and matching it, Dom lifts his hips and maneuvers his boxer briefs down his legs before helping me with mine. And by helping me, I mean he grips the fabric on either side of my ass cheeks and tears them in half so easily he might as well be shredding paper. The two halves of my briefs are pushed down my thighs, and finally our cocks are free. Dom wraps his hand around both of us, dwarfing my cock next to his, stroking us together until we're both dripping.

"Put me inside you," I pant. "Like this?—"

Repositioning our cocks so the tips are touching, I stroke his foreskin forward. Dom groans when he realizes what I'm doing, and takes over, stretching his foreskin over the head of my cock. I push into him, my cock sliding against his bare glans. His mouth drops open, and he moans, low and deep, before he strokes us excruciatingly slowly.

"Oh fuuucckkk. I didn't know—ungghh—I didn't know this was a thing."

"Anything can be a thing if you're brave enough," I say, grinning against his mouth as I twitch and try not to thrust too hard.

"Are you brave enough, tiny dancer?"

Oh God, please let that mean what I think it means.

"Fuck yes," I moan. "Please."

"Soon," he promises. "Tonight I don't want to worry about hurting you," he says, thumb brushing over a bruise on my rib while his other hand continues to stroke us. "I want to feel your cum dripping out of my ass when we board that plane in the morning."

Like a light switch has gone off in my brain, I become feral with the need to get inside him. Right. Fucking.Now.

I reluctantly pull my cock from the warm cocoon of his foreskin, and push Dom back to the mattress. "Roll over and put these pillows under you." Once he's on his stomach with his ass propped in the air, I admire the view for a moment before remembering one of the surprises I brought with me from home. Smacking him loudly on the ass, and tell him to stay put, and run over to where my suitcase is propped against the wall next to Dom's clean laundry. I dig through until I locate my prize, hiding it behind my back so Dom can't see it.

"What do you have?"

"Nothing," I say mischievously.

He laughs and astounds me once more by relaxing back against his crossed arms, immediately trusting that I'm not going to do anything he doesn't like.Seriously, what isn't there to love about this man?

I reward his trust with my tongue, licking and rubbing that sensitive patch of flesh just behind his balls before sucking those into my mouth, too. Spreading him open with a firm grip on each meaty butt cheek, I flick my tongue over his pucker until he's soft and begging for me to put something, anything, inside him. My tongue, my fingers, my cock… or the vibrator that's resting onthe mattress next to us. I introduce the vibrator with my tongue inside him, touching it lightly against his taint before turning it on. Dom jumps, pushing his ass harder against my mouth, and I laugh, kissing his ass cheek before continuing to play with him until he's so desperate, he threatens to flip me over and fuck himself on my dick. As much as that idea appeals to me, and as much as I'm dying to sheathe myself in Dom's tight heat, I take my time opening him up, stretching him around my fingers before I decide he's ready.

When I first touch the cool silicone to Dom's hole, he doesn't react beyond a visible effort to relax. As I push it further inside and turn it on, though, he lets out a shaky moan that gets me too worked up to keep going slow. I fuck him with the toy for a little while, angling it this way and that until I find that perfect spot. When I pull the vibrator out of his ass after massaging his prostate with it, he's moaning like he's ready to cry and his asshole is spasming. I position myself over him with a knee on one side of him, and my foot planted on the other side. I slide into him smoothly, throwing my head back and groaning with pleasure.

Look, I'm not saying that I'm not looking forward to bottoming for Dom. I want to take that big, fat cock more than I can properly express, but I'm not sure there is a better feeling on this earth than having my cock inside Dom's tight, muscular ass. It's fucking perfect.

I thrust inside him slowly, rolling my hips into each thrust, angling up to hit his prostate. I'm tempted to keep going like this, positive that I could keep going like this forever, but I want to feel him come apart. Slicking up the vibrator with more lube, I slide it in alongside my cock. Dom sucks in a breath, and his thighs tense. I alternate thrusting with the vibrator and takingturns with holding my cock inside him and turning the vibrator on in short spurts, but the sensation is almost too much for me to handle. Dom's hands are gripping the bedsheets so tight they're likely to pull from the corners or tear at any moment, and I'm overcome with the desire to make him come hands free.

Holding the vibrator still inside him and angled up to massage his prostate, I turn it on high. When his hips start to rock, pushing against my ass and rutting his cock into the pillows, I groan and bite down on my cheek to distract me from coming.

"I'm going to make you come so hard."

I pull almost all the way out, and then slam home, enjoying the feral grunt that comes from us both.

"Fuck! Again!" Dom demands.

"Yes, Daddy," I say breathlessly, barely holding my shit together as I pull out and slam in again, and again, fucking into him in hard, fast thrusts.

Within minutes, Dom is tensing so hard his entire body shakes, his guttural scream muffled into the mattress. I follow him over the edge, coming harder than I think I ever have in my life.

"Fuck fuck fuck—Cam, too much! Too much!"

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