Page 72 of Trade Deadline

His hands look huge as he strokes up the front of my thighs, moving up until he reaches my dick. He runs his tongue slowly up my shaft, teasing me, and I can't help but moan. When he finally opens his mouth, taking the head of my cock between his lips and flicking his tongue over my slit, a broken cry escapes me.

It’s too much, but it’s not enough.

I want it all, but not too fast.

Blaine wraps his thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock, playing with my balls with his fingers while stroking his own dick. It’s hard to keep my eyes open, but I fight against closing them as he looks up at me, not wanting to miss a single second of this.

“Mmm…” The vibrations at the back of his throat resonate through me, and I almost lose it.

I lace my fingers through his slightly damp hair, combing my fingers through the curls beginning to form. My toes curl into the plush carpet when he sucks me to the back of his throat before tracing his tongue down from tip to root.

“Ah! Blaine!” I gasp.

He pulls away, resting my cock against his cheek. His hand dips between my legs, his fingertips lightly caressing my taint. “I love hearing my name on your lips.”

My head rolls to the side. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this. My body’s trembling with the need for release, tingles rushing down to the base of my spine.

I’m so close, and we’ve only just begun.

He pumps his thick shaft with his fist, his hand running over the precome beading at the head. A whimper escapes me when he strokes it back down his length.

I can’t wait to feel the weight of it against my tongue.

Wrapping my fist around the base of my dick, I teasingly push it through his lips once, twice, then step away to climb onto the bed.

Blaine remains kneeling on the floor, looking at me through hooded eyes. The moonlight casts a perfect glow over the curve of his wide shoulders, highlighting the strong muscles on his back, emphasizing the sheer strength of his body.

A body that I want on top of me.

“Get over here.” I groan.

The only sound in the room is our heavy breathing. Blaine stands and retrieves a condom and lube from the bedside table. He rolls the condom onto his length, then crawls up onto the bed, stopping between my spread legs.

My dick twitches, begging for his attention, when the bottle of lube lands on the bedspread. Blaine shoves a pillow under my ass and shuffles down the bed, lifting my legs and pushing them back toward me before leaning in, licking a wet stripe with the flat of his tongue across my exposed hole.

The sound that leaves me is wild, animalistic. “Fuck!”

He begins to lick, suck, and eat my ass like it’s his favorite meal. The sensation from his moans cause my stomach to clench. I hiss between clenched teeth when he pushes one thick finger past the tight ring of muscle, stretching me.

I whimper and groan, melting into the mattress, losing myself as he slides the digit in and out, grazing my prostate on every other stroke. By the time he adds a third finger, I’m so close that my legs are shaking.

“Blaine,” I pant, squeezing my cock to stop myself from coming. “I need you inside me.”

The sense of loss is instant the second he removes his fingers, and my chest heaves, gasping for breath.

My feet are tingling, my toes aching from curling. Another sharp breath leaves me when I feel the cold lube around my hole, and I close my eyes at the pressure of his thick head.

Even though I had three fingers inside me only seconds ago, his cock feels huge.

Moving my legs to wrap around his waist, I open my eyes to see Blaine leaning over me. The muscles in his arms quiver, his neck straining like he’s barely holding on. Sweat beads at his hairline, and I lose myself in those gorgeous silver eyes as he sinks inside me.

Twenty-Two

Blaine

People often saythat when you have sex for the first time with that special person, it’s like your brainwaves are altered. There’s a shift in the force, and it changes you.

The second I was inside Alex, as soon as I felt him around my cock, it all made sense. My body count is high—extremely high—but it has never once felt like this.

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