Page 14 of Sin and Deception

Our eyes locked, and the storm of emotions swirling in him captivated me. His dick pounded against the back of my throat. He fucked into my mouth faster and faster, telling me he sat on the verge of exploding hard and hot. But I wanted something else.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I needed him inside me. I pushed him back slightly. A scowl formed on his face, but I spoke up before he could say anything.

“Fuck me.” My words lingered between us, a mute command he couldn't refuse.

His eyes widened with unmistakable desire, a primal need radiating from his gaze. He reached for me silently, lifting me to face him with fierce strength. He spun me around and roughly pushed me down onto the sofa, my body responding instinctively to his authoritative touch.

He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down over my hips, exposing my bare skin to the cool air. I couldsense his gaze lingering on my exposed backside and hear the distinct jingle of his belt buckle as he lowered his jeans. A rush of air accompanied the sound as he pushed them down, revealing his throbbing arousal.

Desire surged within me, every nerve ending tingling with the anticipation of what was to come. My body trembled as he spread my cheeks and applied a cool, slick substance between them. My heart seemed to pound in my head as I awaited the first touch of his cock.

"This is mine," his voice rumbled with possessiveness and desire, sending shivers down my spine.

It was a phrase I had heard in countless fantasies during our time apart, never expecting it to become a reality again.

As he slid inside me, I gasped at the exquisite burn of pleasure mixed with pain. My body yielded to him eagerly, molding around his perfect shaft. I reached for my erection, stroking it furiously as he thrust into me with abandon.

He held onto my hips tightly, each powerful thrust eliciting a moan from deep within me. I allowed him to take control, letting him use me for his pleasure just as much as I needed it for mine. Our bodies moved in sync, the friction building and building until waves of intense pleasure overcame me.

My heart raced as our ragged breaths echoed through the room.

His hands dug into my hips almost painfully, fueling his movements as he drove himself deeper and harder into me. I arched my back and pressed my hips back to meet his thrusts, lost in blissful delirium.

"You're so fucking tight, Xander," he growled with each forceful thrust, his words only adding to the intensity of our connection. I clenched around him uncontrollably, drawing him closer and urging him on.

He reached around to stroke my arousal, matching his pace to mine as we built toward a shared climax. My body pulsed with pleasure, every nerve ending buzzing with anticipation.

But just as I was about to reach the edge, he slowed down, reveling in my struggle for release.

"Theo! Oh, God!" I cried out in frustration as he taunted me.

"You like that, don't you?" he asked with a sadistic grin.

"I fucking love it," I couldn't help but admit that I was loving every moment of it, my eyes rolling back in my head from the intense pleasure.

We stroked my cock together as he fucked me, a perfect combination of sensations overwhelming my body. But I didn't want him to stop, not until I reached the climax I so desperately craved.

"Don't stop. Keep going until I blow," I demanded, my voice strained with need.

"Stopping would defeat my plan to pump my load deep inside this sweet ass." His response was almost a growl, and then he pulled out and thrust into me with a fierce intensity. "As for you, you can't come until I give you permission."

"I'll come when I damn well want to," I argued, though I knew it was only a matter of time before I couldn't hold back any longer.

But then he pushed my hand away and took control, gripping me tightly at the base. The pleasure-filled pains ricocheting through my body were almost too much to bear.

"That's not how things work between us, Xander. It never has, and it never will." He pumped me the way he knew would push me closer to the edge. "You're mine. You understand that, right?"

My mind was racing with the desperate need to come.

"I'll be whatever you want; just keep fucking me!"

Of course, that asshole laughed in response before resuming his relentless rhythm.

"Take it! Take this fucking cock!"

I could tell by the rapid movement of his hips and his quickening breaths that he was as close to losing control as I was. And in the next moment, he swelled and, with one final explosive thrust, released himself deep inside me.

"Yes! Fuck!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the air.

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