Page 87 of Sypher

I couldn’t imagine my life without Danika. Or Danny, for that matter. They were the best surprises I never knew I needed. Somehow, they made everything better in my world. With Danny, he was the missing part of my soul, my other half, my protector. I knew with him around that everything would be fine.

Watching him now, while he sat on the bed reading Danika a bedtime story, I wondered what I ever did to deserve this joy, to have this picture-perfect family and claim them as mine.

With the book’s final page closed with a soft sigh, I watched them, enthralled, as Danny carefully slid Danika beneath the soft quilt. With a tender movement, he leaned in, his voice a soft murmur against her skin as she smiled, a slow, sweet smile. Gently kissing her forehead, he stood and quietly exited the room, his eyes downcast until he looked up and saw me standing there, a strange, unsettling tableau. He paused his movement, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment, then he closed the door, the sound echoing in the silence.

I couldn’t comprehend the emotion, but a turbulent storm raged within the depths of his eyes; the intensity was sopalpable, his very gaze made my pulse pound with such ferocity that I was certain he could hear the frantic rhythm of my heartbeat. I was so moved by the unfiltered intensity in his eyes, a primal force that compelled me to unconsciously take a step forward. A cacophony of feelings erupted within me; their volume was astonishing and far surpassed my expectations. I halted my forward momentum, bringing myself to a complete standstill. A dawning recognition flickered across his face, resolving into something intense, then his lips crashed against mine; the taste of him unexpectedly sharp. His lips pressed against mine with a savagery that sent me reeling backward against the wall, the impact jarring me.

It had been too long. A feeling of emptiness settled over me like a heavy blanket. And now the blanket was off, and with one kiss, he fueled a fire deep within me while the heat of his mouth and the strength of his tongue, rammed down my throat, left me breathless. His hands were everywhere, his fingers digging into my skin as his kisses grew more urgent and desperate.

With that same intense passion, Danny broke the kiss, and his lips then trailed down my neck. His lips, hot and urgent against my skin, sent a shiver down my spine and a desperate, wordless sound escaped my lips. In return, I slammed my face against his, my mouth pressed to his neck, and the familiar scent of his skin filled my senses—a heady mix of sandalwood and something uniquely him. He was a force of nature; his strength was palpable, his masculinity untamed and unapologetic.

His movements sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel the outline of his cock pressing against his jeans. I started grinding against him, the heat between us intensifying as I pushed back, our bodies slick with sweat. My breath caught in my throat as his hand moved down my body, ending with a forceful grip on my groin. He began to massage me roughly, his hands moving with a jarring intensity. Danny had a knack forknowing exactly how much pressure to apply, even through my pants, to evoke a strong desire and response from my body.

My fingers fumbled with the buckle of his belt as I pushed his hands away, the rough fabric scraping against my skin. It didn’t take me long to successfully unzip his pants and plunge my hand inside, finally gripping his substantial, stiff cock. Hot breath puffed against my neck as Danny growled, the sound a menacing rumble that sent shivers down my spine as I started jacking him.

Whispering an expletive softly in my ear, he savored the intense sensations for a brief moment before reciprocating the gesture by tearing open my pants, pulling me out, and firmly stroking me.

Standing in the dim hallway outside our daughter’s room, lost in a passionate moment, gasping for air, I carefully repositioned us to bring our bodies closer together, allowing our cocks to touch and rub together as we pleasured each other. Once again, our lips met, this time with a desperate intensity, a loud moan escaping both of us as our kiss became a frantic, urgent expression of our overwhelming desire.

In a flash, Danny wrenched himself free from my hold, leaving me panting and filled with a disorienting uncertainty about what had just transpired. Unexpectedly, he dropped to his knees and buried his face in my crotch, leaving me completely stunned. As he ground his face against my crotch, he then aligned his mouth with my dick and proceeded to swallow me whole.

“Fuck!”

Quickly releasing me, he snarled, “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”

I nodded nervously as he firmly gripped my manhood, drawing my tip into his mouth, moving his tongue in circular motions around the edge of my cock, and licking my urethra, exploring every inch of the underside. With each thrust, he slid further back and forth, losing himself in the rhythm. In amoment of sheer panic and desperation, I reached out and clung to him for support, completely bewildered and overcome by the astonishing and unexpected nature of his actions. With every thrust he delivered, my once encouraging moans turned into desperate cries of need.

Abruptly, he came to a halt, and my penis slid out of his mouth, making a distinct wet popping sound. The shock of the event was so intense that I nearly stumbled and fell forward.

He stood up and looked into my eyes, and growled, “Bedroom. Now.”

His words were not a question, nor a suggestion, but an order. He didn’t wait for a response. The rough grip of his hand on my wrist pulling me into the shadowy room across the hall. In our own private room, I tore at my clothes, the fabric whispering against my skin as I shed them in a rush of eagerness. The cotton of his shirt whipped past his head, briefly revealing a powerful, muscular tattooed chest that filled my vision.

Standing there, absorbing everything around me, I was taken by surprise when Danny aggressively pinned me down on the bed, raw desire evident in his actions. His aggressive presence completely overwhelmed me as he focused on my cock and balls, causing me to lose my balance as he devoured me with his mouth, repeatedly suctioning with his lips.

His mouth fucked me a few strokes, then released me and went after my balls. I let out a gasp when he took them into his mouth individually, almost reaching the brink of discomfort as he swirled them around before gently nuzzling them, then resuming his intense sucking. With my body twisting and bucking in response to the intense sensations, I could only react by running my hands through his increasingly sweat-slicked hair, before gripping his shoulders to steady myself. I was completely and utterly overwhelmed by the sheer power of the sensations—a feeling that left me wanting, needing, andyearning for an even greater, more intense experience. I had an urgent need for his complete attention tonight, and I was resolute in my refusal to be denied this.

I pushed Danny off my cock, took hold of his hand, and compelled him to lie down on the bed, completely flat on his back. I collapsed onto him, my lips crashing into his in a forceful, passionate kiss that left no doubt about the depth of my appreciation. Moving down his body, I gave myself the chance to appreciate his magnificently toned body. God, he felt so wonderful and tasted gloriously delicious. His sculpted, ripped muscles were a sight to behold, and I couldn’t help but admire them as I kissed him. As I ran my mouth from one nipple to the other, I could sense Danny’s reaction to the sensation, especially when he felt the bite of my teeth. Then, I made my way down his body, my lips leaving a trail of warmth and desire.

Without hesitation, I immediately focused on pleasuring him by taking his member into my mouth and passionately sucking, not wasting a single moment. With wild abandon, I used my tongue to explore him, longing for the taste of his essence. There was a hint of sweetness in his pre-cum, and I savored the taste before proceeding to deep throat as much of his cock as I could. Danny writhed below me as I tried to take him all in, swallowing him down further and further with each thrust before I returned the pleasure and went after his balls.

The moment I sucked one of his testicles into my mouth, Danny erupted with a stream of curse words. I continued to nuzzle them repeatedly, while simultaneously slowly stroking his saliva-covered cock and using my free hand to massage him behind his balls. As soon as my finger made contact, rubbing against his puckered hole, Danny reacted with a sudden, violent lurch of his body, accompanied by a loud roar. His skin was slick with my saliva as I massaged my finger across his back door. His entire body spasmed, causing his back to arch off the bed.

“Fuck!” Danny bellowed.

Growling, I released his dick from my mouth. “You’re mine tonight, lover.”

His state of mind rendered him incapable of speech. However, the clear message sent through his body language told me all I needed to know. I slicked up my middle finger with saliva before thrusting it into Danny’s tight hole.

The atmosphere was charged as I continued to pleasure Danny, leading him to unleash a roar and thrash vigorously. He fervently pressed his backside against my hand, demonstrating his eagerness to amplify the experience. The harder I finger-fucked his ass, the louder he got. I vigorously continued to pleasure him by taking him in deeply, sucking greedily, moving up and down rhythmically, and simultaneously stimulating my lover’s asshole with my finger. It was obvious he was overwhelmed, the emotions and experiences too much for him to process as I felt his balls rise and his body tense right before Danny unloaded what felt like buckets of cum in my mouth. I drank him down as if I were savoring the sweetest milkshake, hungry and thirsty for more.

Danny collapsed back onto the bed, desperately trying to catch his breath, drenched in a sheen of sweat. My body remained as rigid as a rock, my stomach growled with insatiable hunger, and I felt an intense eagerness to claim what belonged to me. Slowly, I slid up his sweaty body, grinding our chests together, the sensation made heady by the smell of his sweat and the heat of his skin. His freshly shot cum dripped down my chin. Danny looked completely content after releasing his load, with a gaze filled with pure, masculine satisfaction reflecting in his eyes as I leaned forward and kissed him.

I knew he could taste his own cum as I thrust my tongue down his throat. Drawing nearer, I felt his hands rise to cup my face, their touch gentle yet insistent as I continued myapproach. With my knees gliding beneath his legs, I persisted in kissing him until his legs splayed out on either side of me. As I shifted my pelvis, my stiff cock slipped beneath his balls, while I smoothly guided my hard shaft until I reached the crease of his buttocks. The second the head of my cock met his tight puckered hole, I slowly rubbed the head of my dick back and forth, stimulating his entrance. Danny, still coming down from his post-orgasmic high, was fucking loving the body contact when the realization of where my dick was registered in the fog of his orgasmic bliss. There was an imperceptible gasp, and I broke the kiss to look at him.

His eyes widened for a second as I saw a fucking kaleidoscope of emotions ripple through them as my thrusts became more insistent. His sweat and my residual spit let my dick slide through his ass crack to meet his puckered hole. His tight hole kissed my cockhead as I pushed against him, and Danny’s head fell back, and he let out a rumbling moan. Spitting into my palm, I slicked up my cock, then I lined myself up against his hole and pushed, sliding deep into my lover’s tight ass.

Danny and I both howled, both throwing our heads back in unison.

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