Page 43 of Just Is Not Enough

I try again, relaxing my throat and breathing through my nose. This time I get him back farther without feeling the gagging sensation as much.

“Swallow.”

The control Kaden is displaying falters for a brief moment as I swallow around him. A loud, gravelly groan forming in his throat faintly vibrates my eardrums.

He entangles his fingers through my hair and begins pumping into me slowly, giving me time to acclimate to the rhythm. I suck on him with every withdrawal. Kaden’s head lolls back, mouth agape. The physical feeling of having Kaden in my mouth is exciting and fills me with pure lust, but his facial expressions and the carnal noises coming from us while I’m sucking his cock is downright pornographic.

My hands instinctively grab the back of his thighs. He stops abruptly, pulling completely out of my mouth. I take the moment to catch my breath.

“Did I say you can put your hands on me?”

“No, sir.”

His stern glance at me, albeit enjoying himself, displays his disappointment in my lack of obedience. “Strip. Get on the bed. Face to the mattress, ass in the air. Now.” My heart is pounding in my chest with anticipation of what’s to come. I’ve loved every second of Kaden being inside me since first experiencing it. Right now, it’s turned into a need. I work with haste to meet his demands. Kaden fully undresses and moves to the nightstand grabbing his supplies, throwing them on the bed.

Once in position, without any warning the room is filled with the belting sound of skin against skin. A stinging sensation on each of my ass cheeks follows causing me to jerk forward. Sealing my lips tightly, I muffle the groan that built in my throat from the pain. I take my punishment with pleasure.

Soft palms tend to the wounded areas. “Does my Bug like being under my control?”

“More than you can possibly imagine,” I breathe out each word with passion behind them.

He huffs at me, “Maybe next time you’ll think twice about teasing me in public with promises you can’t keep.” His palms on my ass spread me wide. The moment his tongue skims across my hole I’m whimpering, internally begging for more. I want it all, everything he has to give me.

He licks a long stroke from my balls up my crease, circles his tongue around my hole and pushes in with the tip. The act is now in my top 5 favorite things Kaden has done to me. His tongue pumping in and out of me has my cock about to petition Kaden to let me show it the attention it desperately needs right now. My fists clench around the pillow above my head, fighting to control the urge.

I see Kaden in my periphery reaching for the lube. His tongue disappears from me. Its replaced by his cold, gelled fingers massaging my hole, lasting only seconds before his index finger is shoved fully inside me in one quick motion. I gasp from the sudden intrusion. He doesn’t move any further, allowing me a moment to adjust.

“If it becomes too much, tell me. Full stop. No questions asked.”

I nod vehemently, giving him full permission to use my body as he sees fit.

He hooks his finger downward towards my belly and touches my prostate sending shooting sensations to the base of my spine. Pumping in and out of me at a slow pace, a second finger then joining while his free hand reaches around to fist my cock, it’s thankful for his touch. The noises leaving my body are foreign to me. The ecstasy coursing through me heightens when he shoves a third finger into me, increasing his pace. The hand on my cock hasn’t moved aside from tightening and releasing while thumbing over the tip. I need him to stroke it badly but know I am at his will. He’s teasing my cock while stretching me. The combination is offensively coarse, but I’ll take it willingly, for him.

“Do you like me using your body, Luke? The pain turning into pleasure. Me abusing your hole like it’s my playground. Tell me what you want. What do you need?” He whispers out every word.

“More,” is the only word I can seem to form.

When he hooks all three fingers, pressing harder than the last time, my body collapses to the bed. A moaning cry echoes through the room. His attack on my hole halting when he withdraws his fingers and goes to grab the condom off the bed.

I grab his wrist, stopping him. My face still resting on the mattress, I breathlessly tell him, “Bare. I tested clean a couple weeks ago. Please.”

“I tested clean over a month ago and I’m on PrEP. Are you sure?”

“Without any doubts. I trust you.” I let go of his wrist when he leans down, kissing me softly.

His demeanor changes, “Can you get up?” I nod, turning over to sit up.

He slides back on the bed positioning his back against his headboard. “Ride me.”

The love coursing through me right now is unfathomable. He’s allowing me control, altering the plans he had for me this evening.

Straddling him, my lips attack his. I reach for his cock and align him, slowly sinking down until my balls touch above his pelvis. With nothing between us I can feel the heat from him inside me. The sensation more intense.

I brace my hands on his shoulders as I lean back and start undulating on his cock. His hands squeeze my hips, our eyes locked in an affectionate embrace. Earning the love of this man will forever be my greatest accomplishment. I’m overwhelmed with emotions, bringing me to tears. I continue riding him through my emotional breakdown.

Kaden leans up cupping my face and gently kisses me. He licks my tears away, one cheek at a time, then returns his lips to mine. Barely whispering he tells me, “Take what you need from me.” He leans back and bends his knees, encouraging me by thrusting upwards at the moment I’m falling onto his cock, he succeeded. I place my hand on his shoulder, the other behind me on his thigh, and begin spearing myself on him, quickening my pace.

Both of us sweaty messes, the panting and groaning are like music to my ears. “Fuck, you’re killing me. You feel so good. Don’t stop, please.” Kaden’s pleading sets me on fire.

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