Page 7 of Painting Him Mine

“That sounds great for later.” The revelation that he could cook and bake turned me on too much to worry about eating dinner yet. “Right now, I need to suck your dick before I lose my mind.”

Chapter Seven

MAURICIO

My dick perkedup at his offer, but the gentleman in me offered a small protest. “As tempting as that is, my cum isn’t a worthy substitute for dinner.”

He pushed me back against his kitchen counter, then lowered himself to his knees in front of me. The challenging way he gazed up at me was enough to inspire an erection. “True, but it’s going to make for one hell of a good appetizer.” He undid the button and zipper of my pants, tugging them and my briefs down. It freed my arousal, which stood at attention and silently begged for him to worship it. His cocky grin made it twitch with need. “Bon appétit.”

That was all the warning I got before he put on a show of teasing my length with his tongue. He rested the tip on his pillowy, soft lips, then slid it inside his welcoming, wet warmth. I shifted my stance as he began expertly sucking my dick. As he picked up speed and let me glide deeper into his mouth, I laced my fingers through his blond hair with a sigh. My other hand braced against the counter behind me for support.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looked like he was experiencing rapturous joy as he sucked me off with great zeal. The combined sensation of his hand jerking me off at the base of my cock was divine. It had beensolong since I had enjoyed such a skilled blow job. I gladly surrendered myself to his talents.

As he worked up to deep-throating me, I struggled to smother my sounds of enjoyment. A protracted moan escaped from me as he hummed low in his throat while working my length. His enthusiasm sent me soaring as I tried my best not to thrust too deeply into the feeling. His challenging blue gaze was such a huge turn-on, as was the way he wrapped his beautiful lips around my dick while sucking it for everything it was worth.

I had to bite back a curse when he let me slip free. Instead of leaving me hanging, he switched to jerking me off, which was its own form of pleasure. I thrust into his tight grip in search of relief.

His smile was angelic and devilish at the same time. “Do you want to come in my mouth, or would you rather shoot your load on my face?”

The question made me groan, as both options were deeply enticing. “Let me see you swallow me down.”

"Gladly." He guided me back into his wet heat to work my length with vigor, like our lives depended on it.

I cried out, unable to restrain myself when he reached back to grope my ass. It got even better when he used his hold to force me deeper into his throat. “Fuck, I won’t last much longer.” Not when his mouth was offering me sexual nirvana of the highest order.

All it took was for him to moan around me with a look of pure rapture to make me come. “Ezra!”

He swallowed me down, then licked me clean. The way he wiped the excess from the corner of his lips, then sucked it off his thumb, pushed me to my limits.

Tugging up my pants, I tackled him to the ground to pin him under me. I kissed him hard, loving the taste of my pleasure on his tongue as it dueled against mine. His erection pressed against me, and I had no intention of letting him suffer. Dinner was important, but I wasn’t stopping until he shouted my name as he climaxed.

Chapter Eight

EZRA

It wasdifficult to control myself when Mauricio undid the button of my pants and tugged them down a little. I growled in frustration over being constrained. "Fuck it, take them all the way off."

I loved how he didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled them off, revealing I wasn’t wearing underwear. My hard-on stood proudly, demanding attention.

“Do you always go commando, or was tonight special?” He tossed my pants aside before he took a moment to savor the spectacular view I presented him.

“What can I say? I love to live wild and free.” Spreading my legs apart, I ran my fingertips over my entrance. I teased him more by tracing over my balls to run up my rigid length. “I’m down for whatever you want to do, so don’t hold back.”

Repositioning himself, Mauricio guided my legs over his shoulders before he began teasing my sac. He traced the seam with his tongue before he sucked one into his mouth to toy with.I squirmed under the sensation, getting more worked up as he switched to play with the other.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he held my cock steady as he trailed kisses from the base. By the time he reached the tip, I was shaking with need. “I’m going to lose my mind if you don’t start sucking my goddamn dick soon.”

“Like this?” The hint of suction he used on the underside of my cock made me groan. “Or maybe you’d prefer this?”

Before I could ask what he meant, he went down on me. It was a shock to my system to suddenly be buried inside the wet heat of his mouth as his tongue teased me. He bobbed his head as he worked me, which earned very enthusiastic reactions out of me as I got what I wanted.

My hands sought purchase in his dark hair to help ground myself against the sudden onslaught of intense pleasure. He rumbled when I raked my nails against him, making me thrust into his mouth with a whimper. The man was a master at blow jobs, which guaranteed that I would come to an embarrassingly premature end at the rate we were going.

He continued teasing me by hollowing out his cheeks while he slid along my length, driving me to cry out. I rutted against him with blind lust. Thankfully, he didn’t get pissed when I pushed his head to force him to take in more of me; he simply opened wider and let me slide in deep. It was such a fucking turn-on that he didn’t get angry about me topping from the bottom. A lot of my former partners had hated that about me, but it really seemed to get Mauricio going.

When his fingers snuck down to tease my hole, my muscles tensed as it shoved me to the brink of my release. It made mebabble with need. “Fuck, just a little more, please, Mauricio, fuckingplease!”

The slightest hint of penetration combined with him swallowing around me was enough to trigger my climax. I shouted his name as I emptied into his mouth, gasping as he drank me down. Sliding my legs off his broad shoulders allowed me to guide him up for a hungry kiss. Our mixed releases would have made me come a second time if I could physically manage. I hugged him like a koala, determined to keep him in place as we continued kissing on my kitchen floor. It was officially my new favorite way to start a date. I wasn’t about to let him go when he was the best thing that had happened to me in averylong time.

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