Page 9 of Sypher

“Just wait, baby,” the blond whispered, licking the head of my cock.

“Fuck,” I cursed loudly, clutching his head to steady myself while he ran his tongue along the head of my penis. With a groan escaping my lips, I shut my eyes when his mischievous tongue danced around the tip of my cock, and then he enveloped it entirely and proceeded to draw me deep into the warmth of his mouth.

As I plunged down the rabbit hole, a kaleidoscope of light exploded behind my eyelids, a dizzying swirl of color and disorientation. Suddenly, my concerns felt trivial and meaningless. Only this moment in time mattered, as he swallowed my cock deeper. Surrendering to my delirium, I allowed him to introduce me to a pleasure that was completely new to me. A rich, decadent, forbidden desire, something equally sinful and sweet, erupted from deep within the recesses of my soul, its flavor welcoming, yearning, begging for more.

“Come on, Danny. You’re wound too tight. Lie down and let me ease some of your stress.”

Doing as requested, I allowed him to guide me to his bedroom, where I laid face down on his bed as he removed his robe.

I felt his warm weight settle onto my back, his strong hands kneading the tension from my shoulders as a comforting warmth spread through me. I relaxed while he worked, manipulated, and massaged every muscle, feeling the knots melt away with every gentle stroke. With painstaking care, he started at my toes, his hands moving with a rhythm that was both sensual and precise, covering every inch of my body until his devilishly capable hands reached their destination.

I’d had massages before and had been to exotic spas. Hell, I even had a Japanese woman jump on my back one time, but nothing prepared me for what he did next.

So when his wicked hot tongue rimmed my asshole, I thought for sure I would cum all over the bedsheets. The fireworks in my ass had me writhing in pleasure.

That was until I felt his hot tongue slide in.

“Oh FUCK!”

“You like that, baby?” he asked.

A loud growl grew deep within me.

Quickly rolling over, I pinned him beneath me. “I need to fuck you now.”

Not giving him time to answer, I hooked an arm under his leg and lifted it over my shoulder. Tilting my gaze downwards, I locked onto my destination and worked at pooling enough saliva in my mouth before spitting it directly onto his hole. Then, grabbing my throbbing cock, I placed it at his hot entrance and surged forward into the tightest hole ever.

“Fuck! Oh fuck, you’re so goddamned tight,” I gritted out as I began slowly thrusting in and out of what had to be the tightest hole on the fucking planet. Leaning forward, I couldn’t resist those lips. Kissing his soft, full lips, I pounded in and out of his hot channel and for the first time in my life, it felt like everything was as it should be.

The feel, the touch, the intimacy was right.

Nothing could have prepared me for that revelation when I plowed deeper into his hot moistness.

“Oh fuck, baby, you feel so good. That’s it. Clench your hole for me. Make me cum for you,” I moaned, thrusting harder and harder.

“Fuck my ass, Danny. Fuck it deep. Yeah, you like sticking your fabulous cock deep in my tight fuckhole, don’t you? You love sticking your dick in another man’s ass. Come for me. Show me how much you love fucking my tight hole!” Dante yelled, writhing beneath me when I grabbed his hips, pounding as my balls tightened and I spewed my juice into him.

My eyes flew open, and a jolt of adrenaline shot through me, my heart racing like a runaway train. I gasped for air, my body craving further stimulation.

“Shit!” I shouted, turning and sitting on the side of my bed.

I couldn’t get that night out of my fucking head, and it was beginning to mess with my mind. I couldn’t concentrate. Icouldn’t do anything. I had to find a way to let him go. There was nothing I could do to change what had happened. I gave into a moment of lust, and now he was like a drug I couldn’t kick.

I had gotten a taste of the forbidden and I craved more.

Unable to sleep or get the release I so desperately needed, I rose from the bed and quickly dressed. If I couldn’t have what I most desperately wanted, then by God, I would have the next best thing.

Grabbing my keys, I headed for my door when someone knocked.

Throwing it open, the last person I ever thought stood smiling at me.

“Ms. Illyria.”

“Oh my.” The beautiful woman grinned, looking me up and down like I was a tasty treat. “You have changed, haven’t you?”

I blushed. “Yes, ma’am.”

Hugging me, she whispered, “It’s good to see you.”

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