Page 19 of Embracing the Stalk

The sight of his hot as fuck body looking a total mess of cream and strawberry pulp left me panting and struggling not to come. He used the back of his hand to swipe at the spit, cream, and strawberry juice around his mouth. I moaned, desperate to lick from his mouth down his body. Sticky and lickable, I wanted him so bad.

“You will have me, but only when I have driven you wild and you can’t remember your own name.” He moved until our lips were in touching distance and I could smell the sweetness of the cream and strawberries, along with my custard on his breath. His sticky lips brushed mine as his fingertip swirled over my hole, adding pressure but not breaching me. It was maddening and so good with how it awakened all the nerve endings. They sang a merry tune that Tim could never match, all leading straight to my dick.

“I need you to keep those hips still, my sweet rhubarb,” he reprimanded in a sultry voice as he slowly breached my ass with the sticky finger.

I gasped at the slow drive in and then he held still.

“Can you keep still?”

I nodded, or I thought I did because Gordon's finger moved, and he hit my sweet spot, and I wanted his mouth back on me while he finger fucked me.

His grin made my cock throb. “Let’s see if you can.”

The words had hardly left his lips before they were back around the head of my cock doing wicked things. He sucked, pushing the tip of his tongue into my slit and groaning. The vibration hit all the sweet spots, including the one in my ass he was continually stroking.

I panted, groaned, whimpered and begged, trying real hard not to impale my cock in Gordon’s tonsils.

Please. Please. Please.

Please what, my sweet rhubarb?

Argh.

This?Gordon jabbed into my slit and worked another finger into my slick ass.

Ohhhh.

How about this?He added yet another finger, stretching them wide so I could feel the burn as his probing tongue mined my cum in the best possible way.

My whole body undulated on the bed as sensation after sensation bombarded me, and I didn’t know which way was up with how desperate I was to come. One more finger, I wanted the burn. The fullness.

I cried out as Gordon removed his fingers and mouth. Before I could protest, he flipped me onto my belly, dragged me up onto my knees, and drove his tongue right into my willing hole.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I moaned deliriously.

He slurped, his tongue going deep, fucking me, but still, I wanted more. I wanted my alpha.

You have me.His hand moved between my legs and he took hold of my stalk, stroking from root to tip, the stickiness on his palm adding delicious friction.

Come on baby, give me that custard!His tongue widened and jabbed me so fucking deep I wanted to scream.

Face planting the mattress, my whole body spasmed and then there was nothing.

Chapter Thirteen

Gordon

Making Red come with my tongue in his ass made me feel I could climb a mountain, stick a rhubarb flag on the top, and sing one of Tim’s interminable disco songs. If I had a tail in this form, it would be wagging so hard I’d take off.

What am I talking about? Of course I have a tail.

And it’s wagging for you, my mate. I wanna bury it deep inside your glorious ass.

No answer.

“Uh…Red?”

Red was facedown, ass tilted up. I peered around his butt to look at his face. His eyes were closed, and he wore a sated smile that I’d put there. I loved that smile.

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