Page 35 of Beau Pair
He pushes me away from his dick slowly, and I take my finger out of him, then he puts his hand under my chin and pulls me up. I get off the floor and stand up in front of him, way too dressed for the occasion.
Gordon runs his hands through my hair and down my neck, then brings them over my chest, my arms, and down to my abdomen. He lifts my T-shirt and takes it off, throwing it on the floor.
I stand on my toes and reach for his mouth, but I don’t kiss him. Some men are weird about kissing. Some men just want a quick fuck. No strings attached. Which means some don’t even want to kiss.
I look at Gordon asking for permission with my eyes and by coming closer to him, slow but determined. His breath blows on my face and tickles my chin. His body heat at this level is scorching.
He brings one hand down to the side of my neck and rubs my jawline with his thumb, his eyes never leaving mine.
Then I feel the pressure of his hand pulling me in even closer to him, and my mouth on his. Our kiss starts chaste and gentle as if we’re high school virgin boyfriends about to have sex for the first time.
But that’s not it. Gordon acquaints his lips with mine. The shape and feel of them. His other hand grabs the other side of my neck, and at the same time he slips his tongue into my mouth hungrily, his hands tighten around the top of my neck and that makes my dick jerk in my pants.
My tongue matches his stroke for stroke, fighting for dominance. He takes a step forward, and I step backward. Then we take another step, and another, until the back of my knees hit the bed and we fall on it clumsily.
Gordon doesn’t stop there, though. He breaks the kiss and uses his tongue to trail it down to my chin, where he takes a little suck, then continues lower to my nipples, giving both of them some attention. He bites down and then licks over them as if he wants to be rough with me but also doesn’t want to hurt me.
When he goes further down, my nipples are red and hard, but I have no time to pay them any mind. His tongue is right over my pubes, his chin pushing the waistband of my jeans down but not enough to reveal my cock.
That doesn’t prove a problem because he uses his fingers to unbutton me and take off all my remaining articles of clothing, and now we’re both as naked as we’ll ever be.
His breathing has turned heavy, something my dick takes notice of because his breaths blow on my skin and make it pimply and more sensitive. When he presses his face down into my crotch and takes a deep breath, the roughness of his stubble alternately tickles and scratches me, and it feels so good.
He opens his mouth and with barely the tip of his tongue traces little snakes over my length. I’m not sure if he knows the effect his teasing has on me, but my money is on yes. He’s experienced and seasoned. There’s no way he doesn’t know what every touch, every move, every thrust does to his partner’s body.
Gripping my cock, he looks up at me, takes me in his mouth, and shows me what an older, experienced man can do to please. And boy, does he please. He uses tongue, hands, and some teeth to make me come to my undoing.
My cum shoots out of my slit and on to his cheek, his nose, his forehead, but he’s not fazed. He keeps on licking me until my dick goes soft and then he uses his fingers to eat my cum off his face.
“Youarefucking sin,” he laughs, and I can barely speak. I’m still on cloud nine, and I have no intention of coming down any time soon.
His gaze runs through my body, and he bites his bottom lip again.
“And you…” I say, “are still hard… you... need to fuck… me.”
Gordon climbs up to me and stares, his bottom lip red and sore.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
“More sure than knowing what my name is,” I tell him. “But before you do, you need to get me hard again.”
He smiles and mumbles “my pleasure” before he dips down for another kiss.
It’s not going to take long because my cock is already going hard again even though I’m spent. Even though I’ve never gotten hard right after I’ve come.
This man does things to me I don’t even understand.
What the hell have we started?
