Page 116 of Hollow Heart

“I’m not going to fuck you, Felix,” I say and he frowns.

I settle between his legs, lifting them onto my shoulders, pushing him back into the couch.

I slide my tongue along his shaft, flicking over his piercing as I slowly breach his hole with my lubed finger, and he cries out immediately with a deep groan.

I continue my onslaught slowly, stretching him as I lick his cock.

He squirms beneath me. “Please…” He writhes, begging with that saccharine desperation that has me unable to deny him.

I slide another finger in, and he grabs my head, fingers gripping my locks as he attempts to face fuck me.

I stroke my tongue along his piercing as I pull my fingers out and he curses.

“I told you, I’m not going to fuck you,” I bite as I grab the lube, taking my time as I apply it to his twitching hole, then to my throbbing cock.

Felix gazes up at me, and I keep my sights set on those pretty sapphires.

I press my cockhead against his entrance, and he holds my gaze.

I lean forward just the slightest, gripping the back of the couch with my fingers as I inch myself in slowly. The only sounds that can be heard is our heavy, labored breathing.

“I’m going to make love to you, Felix Hart. Do you understand?”

Felix swallows harshly, nodding wordlessly as I take his lips with mine. His right hand grabs my neck as his left grabs my ass. He pulls me forward, and I bottom out.

Brat.

I slide my tongue in his mouth as I pull my hips back.

He’s sotight.I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it. But I have to try.

I grab his wrists, forcing them up by his head.

He wraps his legs around me, ankles locking as his cock leaves sticky trails of precum against my abdomen.

“Because I love you, too.” I whisper the words against his lips and the smallest sound of submission escapes his throat.

“Do you understand?” I ask, biting his lip as his hips meet my thrust.

He nods hazily, breathing out, “Yes”.

I lose myself in the motion, the rhythm of my thrusts, the sound of slapping skin and breathy moans, and the feeling of being tangled up in Felix Hart.

And when he comes undone beneath me, I know my fate is sealed.

My heart is no longer an empty shell.

I’m no longer hollow.

CHAPTER 25

Felix

I wakeup in Duncan’s bed, but the last thing I remember is being in his workshop. I rub my eyes, my vision sharpening as he pulls on a pair of pants.

“What time is it?” I ask.

I move slightly, and my thighs... and ass, feel sore as hell.

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