Page 70 of The Caretaker
“My fingers won’t do,” he panted, using his reprieve to gulp down gasps of air. I snatched his wrist, inspecting his fingers. They were half the size of mine.
Solace pressed his palms to the headboard behind me, now hovering over my lap as he arched his spine. “Open me,” he said softly, pushing his ass backward while widening his legs as far as he could take them from his position.
With a lubed hand, I reached behind him, my long fingers making the journey to his opening. I began the arduous task of readying him for my cock.
Three fingers deep, and his breaths heaved in and out of him, pelting my own parted lips as he fucked my hand. My balls drew close to my body, begging for release.
“Get on top of me,” I demanded, dislodging my hand to slick my cock and hold it centered for him. Solace hurried to obey.
“Careful,” I warned, holding him in place by the hip when he tried to take too much of me at once. “Fuck, you’re so tight, Solace.”
“That’s always been our problem,” he breathed, licking the pearls of sweat from his top lip.
“That’s…” I paused to grunt, eyes screwed shut. “That’s a good problem to have. What else do you like?”
“Pinch my nipples,” he said, only able to ride the top half of me. He’d need to get adjusted before tackling the rest because my girth widened closer to the base.
The harder I pinched, the more cock he took, as if the pert pebbles were connected to his asshole somehow.
“What else?” I growled, and Solace arched his neck in offering. I lurched forward, biting down, nearly coming when he cried out. I licked at the marks my teeth left behind before sucking a bruise onto the patch of skin.
Solace raked his nails across my back as his ass crashed onto my lap, forcing me to hunch now that my cock was fully buried inside of him. I grunted at the sting of broken flesh.
I left hickey after hickey as he rode me slowly, whimpering my name as he did so.
“Noon,” he moaned when I fisted his erection.
Rain pounded onto the pitched windows as he bounced on my cock, and not even the sudden clap of thunder could drown out the sound of his ass slapping against my lap.
“Did it feel this good before?” The bed squeaked in protest of our hard lovemaking.
“Yes,” he whimpered. “Always s-so good.”
I couldn’t sit still anymore, couldn’t remain a passive participant. I scrambled to get us off the bed, his legs tightening around me as I aimed for a bare wall, dragging him up and down my dick as I went.
“How does it feel now?” I asked, manipulating his body as if he weighed nothing.
“It’s too much,” he rasped.
“Good,” I hissed, nailing his prostate and claiming his cry of pleasure with my mouth.
His shoulder blades met the wall, and with his fingers attempting to burrow into the skin of my nape, I fucked him ruthlessly. I watched with rapt fascination. Watched as his body jerked within my arms, as sweat dripped down the center of his chest, as his eyes shone with renewed tears. Through it all, my cock showed no mercy.
“How is it possible that I could miss something that I don’t remember so damn much?” I asked, my own eyes watering. I kissed him, the softness of which I did so a juxtaposition to the way I fucked him.
“Please,” he breathed once I’d allowed him to. His hair clung to every part of us; his body ablaze with heat, cheeks fiery red, lips hot to the point of searing my skin.
“What do you need, Solace?”
“I-I need t-to come.”
“This doesn’t end here,” I gritted out, my own orgasm already a building vortex. “We’ll get no sleep tonight, do you hear me?”
“Yes,” he whimpered, his eyes rolling back. “Do what you want with me.” It was that desperate submission in his tone, his acknowledgement of who held the power in this, his willingness to bend to my demands, that sent me tumbling over the edge.
“I’m coming,” I bit out. “Grab your cock. Now, Solace!” I came, emptying deep inside his ass before he’d even touchedhis erection. Cum dripped from his hole as I pumped my hips furiously.
Solace shouted my name, then shuddered as his own cum shot between us like fireworks. I snaked my tongue out to swipe up a string of it from his chin, then sank to the floor with him once our shared release passed.
