Page 45 of Corporate Bondage

Chapter Nineteen

(Keith)

I couldn’t believe I'd dragged my broken ass back, but I couldn’t stop kissing Gio after kicking the door shut. I would never let him know this, but I had sat in my car across the street from his home for over an hour, debating whether I should let it go and forget about him or if he was worth all this damn heartache. After studying the house and noticing the lack of movements, I decided nobody was home, and that was a sign for me to go home and pursue other interesting subjects. As much as Tony had kept a respectable distance in his new apartment, I sensed his interest when he stopped by yesterday and today to check up on me. I couldn’t think about him in that way, however. Not when I’d left my heart back at Gio’s house. I had come back to find it.

I’d watched his car as he drove in fifteen minutes ago. I had almost driven away then, but instead, I worked up the courage to ring his doorbell. I had intended to at least give him a piece of my mind. I wouldn’t be Keith if I didn’t. The plan changed once the door opened and I saw him standing inside the doorway. He wore nothing but his underpants, and his upper lip had a thin streak of ice cream. That ice cream had been the last straw.

I ran my hands up his naked chest, groaning when I felt the raw muscles and power in his body. As though putting on a show to crave more of my touch, his pecs hardened beneath my caress. I circled the pad of my thumbs over his nipples and he moaned, tearing his mouth away from mine.

“Bedroom,” I whispered against his lips. “You’ve less than five seconds to get to the bedroom or I’ll take you wherever you are.”

He grasped fistfuls of my shirt and pulled me along with him to the bedroom, walking backward. He tripped and almost went sprawling to the floor with me. I grabbed his shoulders to right him, and he didn’t even miss a beat at the misstep. I hadn’t counted, but we arrived in his bedroom in record time.

“Please, allow me.” Gio reached for the tail of my shirt and helped me out of it. He helped with everything else as well, removing every stitch of clothing from my body. I stood naked before him, my cock already hard and curved up to my belly.

I growled at him. “That’s how hard you get me every time.”

I walked him back to the bed until his knees hit the mattress and buckled beneath him. He crawled onto the bed and I pursued him, lying half on top of him and the mattress. He locked one leg around my waist and kissed me as if I’d been depriving him of his life force. His enthusiasm buoyed mine. I tore my lips away from his, and down the side of his neck, across his shoulders and back to his chest.

“Keith,” he gasped when my tongue circled his right nipple. Not all men liked their nipples played with, but I discovered Gio was the opposite. He cupped the back of my head, his body rising on the bed as he encouraged me with his throaty moans and breathy pants. I turned my attention to the other nipple and rendered the same treatment. I ran a hand between his legs and cupped his cock through his boxers. He was just as hard as I was.

Hooking my fingers into his boxers, I eased them down, and he raised his hips to accommodate me. I pulled the material off his legs and threw it somewhere across the room. I ran my hands up his hairy legs, pushing them apart as I shouldered my way down to his pelvis.

I grasped his cock at the base and he hissed. Using his elbows to boost himself upright, he watched my lips descend upon his cock. I flicked my tongue over the top briefly before licking the underside all the way down to the base. I tightened my hold on his cock, rotating my hand slowly to massage him. I toyed with his sac and sucked them into my mouth.

Tonight, I had no intention of making him beg, neither did I want to torture him. I sucked the crown of his cock between my lips and with flicks of my tongue took him further in, inch by delectable inch.

“Oh. Oh. Fuck.” Gio hissed, his heels digging into the bed. The muscles in his legs clenched, and he thrust upward sending his cock down my throat. I deepthroated him, years of training even when out of practice, making it come easily. I slipped my hand down from his base to gently cup and squeeze his balls. My tongue worked on the underside of his shaft each time I claimed his dick.

“Keith, please.” Gio tugged at my hair. “Please don’t make me come. Too early. Oh God, I want you filling my ass before I explode, man.”

I released his cock and chuckled. Climbing up his body, I clutched his hands in mine and squeezed while I kissed him. He wrapped his legs around my waist and allowed me to hump against him, just rubbing my cock against the hard plane of his belly.

“Tell me we have lube and condom,” I murmured, releasing his lips.

He winked at me. “You mean this wasn’t on your mind when you came over so you didn’t bring any?”

I bit his bottom lip hard for his smartass comment. “If you must know I came here with the intention to talk, but you were begging for it, opening the door in those boxers.”

He grinned and crawled out from beneath me to get the condom and lube. “If I’d known you were on my porch I’d have opened the door wearing nothing.”

Kneeling on the bed to reach the bedside drawer, his ass was the piece de resistance. I followed him up the bed, and wrapping my hands around his thighs, I licked him. His body jerked, but I held him tight, following his movement and flickering my tongue over his puckered opening.

“Fuck, Keith!” He exclaimed but reached behind him to grasp one side of his butt cheek and spread for me. I moaned, positioning my lips against his bud and kissed him, sliding my tongue as far as it would go inside him. He writhed his ass against my face and released his cheek to clutch my head while I licked and teased him.

“Hand me the lube,” I told him, easing back onto my knees.

His hand shook when he handed me the lube, and I didn’t even give a fuck that it was half-used. What he did in the past and with whom no longer mattered. We were the only two people in his bed, and that was what would remain my focus. I coated m fingers with the lube and squirted a dollop smack on his hole.

“I’m still trying to figure out how in hell I allow you to do this to me.”

I kissed his ass cheeks, lining my index finger to his snug entrance and dipped it inside. “That’s because I can get you to do anything I say.”

He groaned. “As much as I know you are joking, that’s unfortunately true.”

I pushed my finger deeper inside him past the knuckle and he moaned. “Don’t worry. You have the same power over me. You just haven’t learned how to use it yet.” I slipped my middle finger inside as well. “When you learn just how much control you have over me, Gio, God help me.”

His chuckle turned into a gasp as I crooked my finger deep inside him searching for his sweet spot. When he let out a growl and his ass clenched, I knew I had found it. I slowly worked my fingers into his hole, twisting and scissoring them to prepare him while teasing him. He writhed beneath me, clinging to the sheets until he finally stuffed a corner into his mouth.

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