Page 43 of Storm Bound
“My boy doesn’t need to be afraid. He could never disappoint me,” I said only an inch away from his face. “Okay?” He nodded. “Now, kiss your master and relax for him so he can fuck you nice and proper.”
Adam opened his mouth and pushed his tongue out and into my mouth. I opened to receive it and pushed back and forth, tasting him again and again and never getting bored of it. In fact, if we didn’t have to leave this house ever again, I’d be fine with that. There were so many things I could do to him and he to me, we’d never get bored.
As we kissed, I kept working my finger in and out of his hole until his entrance eased, and when I pulled back, I slipped my middle finger inside him, prepping him for his pink hunter dick. When my ring finger and pinkie went in, he gasped and let out a moan that renewed my purpose.
“Does my witch boy like that?” I grumbled.
“Yes, Master,” he cried, and I thrusted my fingers further inside.
His ass cheeks clenched, tightening the grip his muscle had on my fingers, which in turn sent shivers of desire up my arm and straight through to my dick.
I wanted to let it out and take him before I exploded, but first, I had to do what my boy wanted me to. Fuck him with the dildo, then with my own dick.
I pulled out of him, and he took a deep breath, then I rubbed fresh lube on the dildo and pressed it against his hole. It looked so hot opening up to swallow the pink silicon crown that it almost sent me over the edge. But I had more control than that.
I drove the dildo in and out of him, taking turns watching his hole release it and take it in, and his face scrunched up when the head prodded at his prostate.
“You like that, my witch boy? You like that witch hunter dick?”
“Yes,” he whimpered. “Yes, Master. Please fuck me with your dick. Please. Please.”
Fuck me sideways, wasn’t it hot being begged so desperately? How could I say no to that?
“It’s okay, my boy. Master will fuck you now,” I said and rubbed a hand over his cheek as reassurance. He turned toward my hand, nuzzling at it and smiling.
He was so beautiful. So innocent looking. It was amazing how he could go from this knowledgeable, kickass doctor, to a sensitive, vulnerable boy that needed guidance and affection. Things I had in abundance to give him.
I pulled the toy out of his ass and unbuttoned my jeans and slid both them and my boxer briefs down to my thighs.
I wasn’t the biggest or the thickest, but damn it if I didn’t know what to do with it. I looked inside the box, but there wasn’t anything else there.
“What are you looking for, Master?” he asked.
“Condoms,” I said.
He scrunched up his face.
“I don’t have any. I wasn’t exactly expecting company during the storm,” he said. “Master,” he added as he remembered his character.
“Oh. Of course. Yeah.”
Now I was dropping my character, but how could I not? I wanted him so much, so desperately, but I couldn’t have him.
“Fuck me raw, Master,” he said as if it was so simple.
“What?” I asked, still processing his words in my mind.
His eyes widened and his brows arched as he begged me again.
“Please, fuck me raw, Master. I’m negative. And I trust you. I want your seed inside me. Please, Master. Please.”
Damn it. I couldn’t resist when he was begging me like that. Especially the way his voice sounded desperate and needy with his whole body inviting me in.
I grabbed the lube before I changed my mind and poured some over my cock. Adam lifted his hips as I aligned myself with him, and his hole clenched when I pressed my head against it.
I rubbed my thumb over it and ran my hand from his cock to his stomach to his chest. His heart beat under my palm, and I took a deep breath in sync with him, pushing myself in.
He hissed when he exhaled, and I grunted as his tight heat encompassed my cock, making me harder inside him.
