Page 39 of Blood & Lace
Up, down, up, down, his head bobbed.
"Good boy. Stay."
I left him on the couch as I walked to the bedroom. Rooting around in my nightstand, I found what I needed: lube, a box of condoms, and a pair of thick handcuffs. I smiled as I felt the cool steel trail over my thigh on my way back. Tonight, I was going to drive Lucero crazy.
When I returned, he sat up straight, arms behind him, eyes boring into me. I knew he'd stared after me the entire time, probably trying to materialize me from the darkness when I took too long. Slowly, I moved in front of him and stopped. He gazed up at me, desire burning in his eyes.
I'd seen many men want me, and there was always hunger. However, this was different. They wanted to use, possess, stick their cocks in and get off as quickly as possible. With Lucero? There was a level of desire and worship in his eyes that almost scared me. For a moment, I hesitated. Crossing this line with him? God, he would be insufferable after.
That didn't stop me from directing him to his feet. He moved fast, turning and allowing me to snap on the cuffs. When I shoved my palm into his chest, he really didn't have to go. I couldn't make that mountain of a man tip over if I wanted to. And while that bruised the ego, it was so much more satisfying that he dropped back, freely, willingly, on his own. I sucked in a breath. Reaching out, I plucked the panties from his mouth.
"Thank you," he moaned. "Onyx, please. Please. It hurts so much," he groaned as he thrust his cock upward. "I can't take not feeling you anymore."
I dropped between his thighs. "No? Not even for me?"
The whimper that greeted me went straight up to my head and down to my cock. I took his length and teased the slit with my finger. Slowly, I traced my fingers up and down his shaft, relishing in how deliciously soaked in precum he was.
"When's the last time you jerked off?" I asked.
Lucero's face flushed. "I-I haven't since we got married. Married men shouldn't do that."
My hand faltered, and I blinked up at him in surprise. "What? Are you serious? Wait, where did you hear that?"
"Very serious," he whispered. "And my… my mother told me that."
Good woman.I needed to send her a gift basket or something, because, sound advice. Not practical, but for my greedy purposes, I would take it.
"Do you want to?" I asked.
Lucero tilted his head. "Do you want me to?"
Fuck. He was going to be the death of me.
I stopped looking into those eager, hopeful eyes and wrapped my lips around his cock. My head bobbed eagerly, cheeks sunken as I blew him hard and fast. Lucero's words turned into scrambled moans, his hips rising and thrusting. It took exactly two minutes for my jaw to ache from the width of him. But it was a beautiful burn, the kind that rooted deep and refused to let you go. The memories forever sketched into your mind.
When I came up for air, gasping and drooling, I knew I had fucked up. He was addictive. One taste and I wanted more. And even more than that, I knew I'd tried to take him on like he was some no-faced nobody and that cock had almost destroyed me. I would have to be a hell of a lot more careful or I would split myself open on that monster cock of his.
Standing up, I snatched up the condoms and rolled one down his cock. It got halfway and stopped. I blinked.
"What the actual fuck?" I whispered.
Lucero bit his lip. "T-there's only one brand that fits me. I'm sorry. I should have told you." He frowned. "I could have texted it, but you kept distracting me in the car, and I forgot. I'm sorry."
I sighed. I had, in fact, been teasing him endlessly on the ride over. Showing him peeks of my cock, rubbing myself, my foot grinding against him. The whole ride was a hell of a lot of fun, but now I was desperately fearful that I would be walking away with blue balls.
"You tested?" I asked.
Lucero nodded. "Yes, but I haven't had sex with anyone in over three years," he said. "Once I saw you, that was it."
What the fuck? He's so strange.
Trying not to think about what he just said, I crossed my arms over my chest and tapped my nails against my skin. My tests were recent too. In fact, I got them done right after the last man I killed, and I hadn't bothered trying to seduce the last one all that much. Finally, I nodded.
"Then let's do this."
"Are you sure?" Lucero asked, stopping me. "We can wait if you're not comfortable."
My chest tightened. "Is that what you want?"
