Page 42 of Quickies

With a pained groan, I tensed all over, then pleasure swallowed me whole. My cum splattered on the floor.

He watched me as I milked the last drops from my dick.

His eyes seemed darker than ever.

“Lick it off.”

My head empty, I bent over and licked my own cum off the hotel room floor while he watched. I ate it all, thinking of how I looked to him. I hoped he liked it, that I’d managed to please him.

“Good boy.”

His words were like a soft blanket falling on my shoulders. With a moan, I dragged my tongue over the last drop and straightened on my knees.

Good boy.

The room was silent as my angel looked me up and down with his clever eyes.

“I don’t want to sleep alone tonight,” he said softly. “But I’m not used to sharing my bed with anyone.”

“If you allow me, I’ll sleep on the floor by your bed, my angel.”

“Your angel?” He narrowed his eyes at me.

What did I say?

“Who am I to you, Boone?”

“You’re my everything.”

A slow smile and a sigh. He stretched out his hand toward me.

“Come here and hold me.”

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