Page 54 of Lustful Nights

I take my time detailing every inch of Lennox’s form. I sculpt the little abs he has on his stomach, plus the slight happy trail that leads to his lean cock currently covered by lace. I probably spend a few more minutes sketching his panties than necessary, but I want to make sure I get it right. After drawing the shadowing on his body, I put the rest of my focus on getting his face done. I start with his eyes and nose before moving on to his mouth. The final thing I draw is the small mole above his lip that captivated me a couple of months ago.

“Finally finished. What do you think?” I turn the notebook around to show Lennox, who sits up quickly, his hand flying to his chest as he gasps loudly.

“Holy shit, is that what I look like?” He’s staring at it wide-eyed, and I’m hoping he loves it as much as I do. “I look amazing. Look at how you drew my body. Damn, I’d fuck me. Well, not literally, but you know what I mean.” He snickers, grabbing the notebook from my hand. “Can we frame this? I want to keep it safe and close to me. I’ve never done anything like this before. Thank you.” His hushed voice is awed as he continues staring at the drawing.

“I’ve never drawn someone naked before. I want it framed and hung on my wall.”

“On your wall?” He turns to me, still wide-eyed, and I chuckle at his scandalized expression.

“In my bedroom, of course. I don’t think you want your whole body on display for everyone to see.”

“I mean, sometimes I do, but this I only want for you.”

I move closer to Lennox, taking up the spot next to him on the couch. “Come here.” Lennox places the drawing on the coffee table before turning around and straddling my lap. Running my hands up and down his arms, I pull his body against mine.

“Seeing you on display for me has me so damn horny right now. Are you going to let me in your hole, sweetheart? Let me fuck you so thoroughly, you’ll be screaming my name?”

“Hell yes. I was trying to be a good boy and let you draw me, but all I could think about was you bending me over the back of the couch and having your way with me. I know how much you love my ass.”

He wiggles said ass on my lap, giggling when I hold on to him tightly to keep him in place. “Go get the condom and lube from my room. Take off the panties, but leave the skirt on.”

“Okay.”

Lennox hops off me and disappears down the hallway before returning a few seconds later with the supplies. He bypasses me and heads straight to the end of the couch. I stand up, chuckling as I follow him, knowing how badly he needs to feel me right now. Lennox leans over the back of the couch, flipping his skirt up and presenting his ass to me. I stand behind him, waiting to see what he does next. I’m not disappointed when I notice his lube-slicked fingers finding their way toward his greedy hole. He spreads his legs wide as he inserts two digits. Ever since the first time we had penetrative sex, it’s only gotten better. Lennox and I have found our groove and what we both need and wantfrom the other. He’s able to keep up with me and I give him the tenderness when he desires it or the roughness when he craves that.

I gaze at him while he works himself open for me. He grinds against the back of the couch and I take that as my cue to step in.

“What do you need, sweetheart?” I ask, trailing my fingers up his spine. His back arches at my touch, craving to have my hands on him.

“I need you to fuck me. Take me apart and then put me back together. Ravish my body, the way only you know how to.”

“Do you know how insatiable it makes me feel, knowing I’m the only man who’s ever been inside you?” I lean down, grabbing hold of his chin and turning his face to me. “I’m planning on being the only man who’ll ever be inside you,” I whisper before planting a rough kiss on his lips.

Lennox whimpers into my mouth, trying to chase my lips when I pull away. “Please fuck me, Jensen. I need it. So damn badly.”

“I got you, sweetheart. Don’t worry.” I pick up the bottle of lube from the couch, pouring a ton onto my fingers. I push on Lennox’s back, forcing him to bend more over the furniture. “Don’t move.” Kneeling behind him, I spread his cheeks wide, the lube glistening on his rim. I watch as it opens and closes, trying to grab hold of something. “Fuck, look at how pretty this hole is. And so damn hungry for me. You want me to stuff you so full, don’t you? Want me to ram my cock in you so far you feel me in your stomach? Is that what you need?”

“Yes,” Lennox pants, humping into the back of the couch. Thank god I have leather couches or that would be hell to clean.

I kiss from the back of his knee up to under his butt. I take my time worshiping his ass, kissing all over his cheeks and up and down his thighs. Once he’s had enough of my teasing, I stand up, rolling the condom on. “We’re going to go get tested this week.We’ll go together. I don’t want to have the barrier between us anymore.”

“Whatever you want,” he pants, arching his back toward my face. “Please fuck me, Jensen.”

“I love hearing you beg, sweetheart.”

I place my cock at his entrance, grabbing hold of his shoulder for leverage. I slowly push in, my eyes rolling to the back of my head at how tight he is. I slide into the hilt before pausing and placing gentle kisses along his back. My hands find the skirt, rubbing the fabric between my fingers.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you in a skirt for so long. You look so pretty, sweetheart. Your lean legs in this skirt, body flushed red from being so damned turned on. Fuck, I love having my cock inside you. Stretching you wide, making you mine.” I slap his ass, the cheeks jiggling against my shaft. “God, I can’t get over the feeling of that. Me inside you. Take this dick, sweetheart.” I lean forward, kissing up his neck. “You love how good I fuck you, don’t you, Lennox? That’s why you waited for me. Because you knew no one would be able to take you apart and fuck you as well as I can. No one would have been able to have you screaming and panting like my cock can. Isn’t that right, sweetheart? You’re only a dirty little slut for me. Only I get to see you this way, horny and aching, begging for me to give you an orgasm.” I strike his ass again as I pound into him.

Lennox is a mess of whimpers and panting, with no coherent words able to leave his lips. I push on his shoulders, so he is bent beautifully over the back of the couch as I continue thrusting. “God, you’re strangling my cock so good. You’re so damn tight, Lennox. Damn, you’re such a whore for my dick, sweetheart. I love hearing the whimpering sounds you make as you get fucked. I wish there wasn’t a condom between us. I want to fill you full of my cum. Watch as it drips down your legs under the skirt.”

“Ohhh,” he moans, fucking himself back onto my length.

I flip his skirt up so I can see his gorgeous ass. I slow my thrusting, staring as my dick enters his hole. The sight is extraordinary. The way his hole greedily takes my thick cock with no resistance. How my body connects with his. I retreat, watching as his hole opens and closes, looking for my cock. I lean down behind him, fucking his hole with my tongue. I pull back, spitting on his rim again before I dive back in, eating him out. Lennox mewls loudly, fucking onto my face. I spit one more time before standing up and ramming into him. I take hold of his hips, right under the skirt, losing myself in his hole.

“Don’t come,” I growl. “I want you to come down my throat after I’m done. Can you do that, sweetheart? Can you wait for me to finish and then feed me your cum?”

“Yes,” he breathes, his hand finding his shaft as he strokes.

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