Page 50 of Desperately Delicate Viper

“It’s okay,” Anders soothes, stroking me faster, the filthy, wet sound of his hand moving over my shaft filling the room. My balls bounce and ache with every jerk, and precum pours from me to join in with the slippery lube coating his palm and fingers. “Come for me.”

He uses his other hand to jerk the chain between the nipple clamps again and blinding pleasure rushes through me, exploding from my core without any warning and racking my body with violent, blissful waves. Anders wraps his hand around the head of my cock while it pulses and throbs, creating a hot, sticky mess in his palm that clings to my foreskin and the head of my cock as I thrust and pant and moan his name over and over. My needy hole clenches over and over as my orgasm rocks me, desperate to be filled.

I give up trying to hold myself up on wobbly arms, and collapse forward to bury my face in a pillow, my hips up in the air, still jerking with the aftershocks of my orgasm. It slowly dawns on my pleasure-drunk brain that Anders didn’t give me another present, but before I can form the words to ask about it, he slips something around my still hard cock.

The tight, rubbery object stretches around my shaft, and I wonder if it’s a condom for a second, until he fits it snugly around the base of my cock, trapping the blood filling my erection and keeping me hard. The realization that it’s a cock ring sends a pulse of pleasure through me that’s painfully intense so soon after an orgasm.

My head is spinning and all of my muscles feel weak in the best way. I can’t think or move, but I don’t need to. All I need to do is let Anders have me, and coincidentally, that’s all Iwantto do.

Another filthy, wet sound fills the air before Anders’s body blankets mine, his hot breath ghosting over my ear. His cock nudges at the back of my thigh, dripping wet and sticky now.

“I’m going to fuck you with your own cum, and I’m going to fill you up with mine.”

“Oh fuck,” I moan. “Yes. Yes. Please, Sir.”

I start to push myself upright, but he puts his hand between my shoulders and forces me back down.

He lines his cock up with my hole and teases my rim with the head, smearing my own cum and his leaking precum over my twitching entrance. My hole is just as sensitive as my cock after coming once already, tingling and fluttering impatiently. I’m not even sure I can feel the ache in my nipples anymore, at least not directly. My entire body feels like one throbbing, pulsing, desperate erogenous zone. I’m almost positive that if Anders breathes on me hard enough, I could come all over again.

“I love you,” he murmurs, then he grips my hips and shoves inside of me in one quick thrust.

I moan, biting down on the pillow and clenching around him, stars bursting in my eyes behind the darkness of the blindfold.

Anders’s chuckle turns into a groan as he bottoms out, his cock jerking and swelling inside of me, pressing up against my prostate.

“Fuck, you’re so hot and tight. I could live inside of you.” He digs his fingers harder into my hips, pulls back slowly, and then fills me again with a hard, jarring thrust. The jolt ricochets through my nipples and my cock, and I wail.

Time ceases to exist; there’s nothing outside of this moment. I only exist for Anders to fuck me and play with me and take what he needs from me. His moans and the steady slap of his skin against mine fill the room, but everything feels like a dream in the darkness. Pain and pleasure are inextricable, every throb and twinge in my hole or my nipples is the same as his cock pounding over my prostate, and the jarringly soft kisses he brushes over my shoulders in between thrusts.

“I’m so close. You make me feel so good,” he pants, picking up speed, fucking me faster and deeper. The bed creaks under us and the headboard bangs against the wall.

I gasp his name and bite the pillow because that’s all I can do. It’s all I need to do to please Sir.

“Luca!” He shouts my name, his cock swelling inside of me, stretching my rim just a little more. He slams as deep as he can and then I can feel his cock start to twitch and throb, pulsing against my inner muscles. The heat of his orgasm spilling inside of me, filling me up,marking mesends me spiraling into oblivion for a second time.

My balls draw so tight that I gasp in pain and pleasure, and my cock starts to throb untouched, dribbling out more cum that paints my skin in warm, sticky streaks as waves of pleasure crash over me.

“So good for me. So perfect. I love you so much,” Anders murmurs praise, kissing every inch of skin he can reach as we both ride out the last aftershocks of our orgasms.

I collapse underneath him and his cock slips out of me. I wince and hiss, and he whispers more soothing words that I can barely hear over the rush of my pulse in my ears. I drift inand out of consciousness, and when I blink again, the blindfold, clamps, and cock ring are all gone, and I’m cuddled close to Anders with his arms around me.

“When we can move again, we should take a shower,” he says, carding his fingers gently through my hair.

I laugh weakly and nuzzle my face into the crook of his neck. “Not sure I’m ever going to be able to move again after that.”

He chuckles. “Can I tell you a secret?”

“Of course.” I yawn and close my eyes, lulled by the steady rise and fall of Anders’s chest.

“I used to take boner pills when I had to… you know.”

My breath hitches. We haven’t talked about any of this since his father died. I figured he wanted to leave the past in the past, and I understood why. I tighten my arms around him and press my lips against the thumping pulse in his throat.

“Not with me though?” I tease lightly.

“Not with you,” he confirms. “You were different even that first night. I don't know why, but you were.”

“So were you, little viper. I never asked anyone for what I wanted before you. No one had ever hurt me the way I craved and no one else has ever fucked me.” The confession is tight in my throat, but it’s a relief as soon as I speak the words.

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