Page 43 of Jon's Helter Skelter Cold Case

I wasn’t about to let him come yet.

When I pulled free, he made a disappointed noise, but we both knew I wasn’t anywhere near done with him yet. I got zero resistance to putting the blindfold on him. I tried not to cackle as I led him onto the bed and got the handcuffs on him, but it was hard. He was just so fun to sex up and tease, okay? I was only human.

I put him face down because tonight? I wanted that ass. I was going to take my time getting there, but it would be mine in the end.

With a single finger, I traced down Donovan’s spine, seeing him shiver with anticipation. Something about the blindfoldheightened his senses and made every touch so much more powerful. I loved putting it on him for that reason.

In a soft voice, I commanded, “Spread your legs for me.”

Donovan audibly gulped before shifting his knees wider. Yeah, baby, I’m going to wreck you tonight and you’re going to love every second of it.

I placed a kiss at the base of his spine as a reward. My hands found his thighs and I stroked them firmly before spreading both ass cheeks wide. Such a pretty hole waited for me, already flaring in hunger.

Teasing a little, I turned my head and gently scraped teeth against his ass cheek.

Donovan jerked, his whole body flexing. “Hngh!”

What a delightful sound. Let’s see if I could get him to do it again. I bit harder this time.

“Huuuungh.”

Oh, I could. Must do that more often, then. Right now, though, I really wanted to eat his ass.

Teasing some more, I swiped my tongue along his crevice before blowing air over it, just to see and feel him shudder. I knew he loved the feeling, so I indulged him when I could. Then, and only then, did I trace his puckered ring with the tip of my tongue. The tight ring of muscle contracted under my attentions, and paired with the soft pants and sounds Donovan made, it was a very heady combination.

I slipped my tongue inside, gently fucking him, feeling the way he clenched and shuddered with pleasure. Nothing was more intimate in my mind than doing this very thing because there was no personal space when your tongue was literally in someone’s ass.

I shifted one hand under him, finding his balls, rubbing and massaging them. I could tell his dick was rock hard. He kept making these hungry sounds, almost pleading, like he couldn’ttake any more pleasure, but he didn’t want me to stop at the same time. I loved it when he got to this stage.

“—lease—”

Hmm? He was saying something, or trying to.

“Please.” This was said on a pant. “J-Jon, please—”

Such delicious begging. Should I tease him some more? Just because I loved the sound of him begging for more.

“Please, please, pleasepleaseplease—”

Dammit, now I was too turned on to keep teasing.

I pulled free and snatched up the lube, impatient now to get inside of him. I’d worked him loose enough, I thought. I put the nozzle of the container right up against his ass and squirted lube inside, then tossed it on the other side of the bed, not caring where it landed. I was half hard just from indulging myself in Donovan’s reactions, so it took nothing more than two strokes using my hand to get fully erect.

Shuffling on my knees, I shifted upward, orienting myself until I had the tip of my cock right against his opening. With one hand on his lower back, I pushed in ever so slowly.

A high-pitched whine escaped Donovan’s throat.

Knowing full well he was all right, I nevertheless gave in to the devil on my shoulder. “Too much? Should I pull out?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Donovan said with a groan. “You’re such a fucking tease.”

I cackled and didn’t deny it.

Damn, he felt amazing. So hot and tight around my cock. I took my time entering him, enjoying the way his channel flexed around me, accommodating me. Ah, there, I was fully in now.

After being with him for years, I knew precisely where his sensitive spots were, and I also knew what angle drove him wild. I was perfectly positioned for it, so I drew back and thrust in very deliberately.

Donovan’s back bowed, his head digging into the bed under the force of me nailing his prostate. His lines were like a smorgasbord of sensual delight, happiness, and pure love for me. I seriously indulged in making love with this man because of moments like this.

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