Page 15 of Up to No Good
“Lift your right leg baby, and put your foot on the bed,” he said as he guided me into position. “That’s it, let them see every delectable inch of you. Look at you, so open, so honest, all your secrets on display for their wandering eyes to see.”
The sound of my panting breaths were embarrassingly loud, but I was powerless to stop it. Miles was wrecking me in the best possible ways, helping me to discover things about myself that I’d never known before. Like the fact that I was into exhibitionism and voyeurism, in a major way.
My head swam with the portrait he was painting inside my mind, all while his fingers continued to pleasure me, dipping down low and circling my entrance with the tip of one finger. I was surprised to find it already wet, and I guessed I’d been too distracted to notice him getting the lube.
“Look at the one in front. He looks so needy, so desperate as his partner fingers his greedy hole,” he whispered, and I cried out as his finger entered me. “That’s it, relax your muscles. Gonna get you ready to take my cock, but you’re so unbelievably tight.”
With my foot propped up on the bed, he was quickly able to work in a second finger, and I thought I would lose my mind if he didn’t get inside me soon. “Please, Miles. I need you.” My voice came out needy and desperate, but I was too far gone to care.
I heard the soft sound of liquid and then the head of his cock was against my entrance. “I’ll take it slow, and I won’t let you fall. All you have to do is feel, and I’ll do the rest.”
His fingertips dug into my hip as he slid forward, his thick cock stretching me wide. I ground my teeth against the pain, forcing the rest of my body to relax. We both sighed when he was finally inside me all the way, each of us pausing as if to savor this first time. I just prayed it wouldn’t be the last, because I was already addicted to his taste, his touch, the sound of his voice.
Miles must have set the song on repeat because it started up again at the same time he rocked his hips. A thunderbolt of pleasure shot throughout my body as he angled his hips, the head of his cock brushing over that perfect spot within me, and still, he kept up his dirty little fantasy.
“The man in the front looks disappointed that he isn’t able to feel his partner’s cock like you get to, but now his partner is whispering something in his ear. He’s smiling. I wonder what he could have told him. Ah, maybe we’ll get to find out since he’s walking over here.” Miles’ voice sounded strained, and I wondered how long he’d be able to keep up with this game. I was struggling to hold on too; only a hairsbreadth away from shooting my load. His cock filled me so perfectly, as if his body had been made specifically to fit mine.
“Oh God,” he moaned.
“What?” I panted, desperate to hear what would happen next but unsure how much longer I could hold on.
“He just went to his knees. He’s so beautiful, looking up at you with those full, red lips of his. Do you want him to taste you while I’m fucking you?”
“Fuck, yes,” I shouted, not caring if the neighbors could hear me through the walls. I wasn’t sure what to expect until my cock was engulfed in something tight and wet and my knees started to buckle. I realized he must have found my Fleshlight in the drawer, dribbling lube down into it before he used it on me.
“Does his mouth feel good, baby? Do you like the feel of him around your cock while you’re riding mine?”
I couldn’t string together enough words to make a sentence, so I didn’t even bother to try. I simply let the overpowering sensations sweep me away as his cock continued to rock inside me, and his wrist moved the Fleshlight furiously up and down my shaft. I’d never been with two men at once, and even though one of them was imagined, this was still the best sexual experience of my life.
My orgasm crashed over me without warning, sending me reeling from the sheer force of it. Miles saw me through it, whispering words about filling the man’s mouth with my come and how amazing my hole felt as it squeezed his cock. His movements became jerky, and I realized his words had been as much for him as they’d been for me. Seconds later, he roared behind me, and for the first time that night, I regretted having the blindfold over my eyes because it prevented me from being able to see him come.
We stood there for a few moments, the sounds of our heavy breathing filling the room. His fingers moved up to the back of my head, and he loosened the knot in my tie, the silk sliding away from my face. I blinked as my eyes slowly adjusted to the low light of a nearby lamp.
Miles sat me down on the edge of the bed then went to the bathroom where I could hear him opening the cabinet and running water. He came back, having already disposed of the condom, and began cleaning me up with a warm, wet washcloth. When he was finished, he tossed the washcloth in the hamper, shut off the light, and helped me climb into bed where he joined me and covered us up with the blankets.
I snuggled into his warmth, letting out a contented sigh as he wrapped his arms around me, spooning me from behind. The scruff along his jaw tickled slightly as he trailed kisses along my shoulder. “Is this okay?” he asked.
“It’s perfect. Everything about this night was perfect,” I told him honestly.
“It was for me too, except for one small part,” he said almost hesitantly. I turned in his arms to face him, even though it was too dark to see his features clearly.
“What part?” I asked, my voice laced with concern.
His finger traced a line down my cheek. “The part where you said we only have this one night. I don’t want just one night with you, Cole. That’s never been what I’ve wanted.”
Warmth bloomed in my chest as tears prickled my eyes. “I want more too. As much time as you’re willing to give me,” I admitted.
He let out an audible sound of relief and I smiled as I rested my cheek against his chest.I’ve never been happier in my entire life, I thought as sleep began to carry me away.
Chapter Eight
MILES
After the thirdattempt to make my bow tie look like someone other than a gorilla had tied it, I gave up and shoved it in my pocket. I'd be seeing Cole soon, and I knew he'd know how to fix it. Just thinking about the man brought a smile to my face.
The two of us had been inseparable over the last week. We'd had dinner together every night, watched movies, run errands together for Jayce, and spent every night wrapped up in each other's arms. Cole had even shown up at my work one day, surprising me with a picnic which we ate in the bed of my truck. Usually spending that much time with another person would start to grate on my nerves, but with him, all that time just left me wanting more.
I was so far gone for the guy and it showed. Brian even began to tease me after he saw the two of us together but admitted that he was actually very happy for me. He told me it wasn't good for me to always be working so hard and he was glad I had found someone who had brought balance to my life.
