Page 70 of The Pretender
“Fuck,” I murmur.
With his hand on my belly, he rubs circles across my skin in a soothing manner, but I can’t relax anymore with his mouth all over my cock. He moves up my body, kissing a trail of fire, until he gets to my neck where he kisses and sucks the flesh there.
I arch off the bed, but he gently pushes me flat again before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close, my back to his chest.
“You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever met,” he whispers, nibbling my earlobe.
“Mmm.” I keep my eyes closed.
I’m lost in his touch, his heat, his kisses, and I have no desire to break free from his spell. Even though a part of me wants to roll over and slide down his body until I can choke myself on his cock, I resist the urge and let him do what he wants to me.
Balt gently massages my shoulders and rubs my back until I start to drift off to sleep again. I want to stay awake and do more, but I find myself slowly falling under the seductive spell of sleep before long.
In the narrow space between sleeping and awake, I indulge in the fantasy that this is forever, Balt will never leave, and we’ll build a sexy life together here in my family compound.
Yeah, that’s nice. I can allow myself this dream a little longer.
It’s silent for a few minutes as Balt simply holds me close, his breathing slow and steady. I can’t fight the sleep off anymore, so I let go and fall.
Until Balt’s intrusion draws me back to consciousness. He pushes into me, gently, slowly, filling my hole to its limits. I hold my breath until he bottoms out, then exhale slowly.
“Fuck,” Balt whispers. “Jesus, Deo. You’re so fucking perfect.”
I hold his arms to my chest, pushing my ass back against him. No words come as I adjust to the stinging and clenching of my hole.
“I can’t wait to see you all prettied up,” Balt murmurs, his teeth grazing my neck. “I’m gonna put you in the sexiest things. You’ll sit on my lap while I have my suit on, but you? You’ll be in lingerie.”
I moan and rock against him. “Yes.”
“When we’re at home, it’s all you’ll wear, so I have easy access to this incredible body of yours. I can fuck and suck you whenever I want to.”
“Oh fuck.”
“Would you like that, beautiful?”
I nod and moan in reply.
“You’d like to be my pretty baby?”
“Yes, fuck, Balt. Yes, please.”
“You drive me wild, Deo.”
Before I can reply, Balt slams his hips into me, driving his cock straight into my prostate over and over until I’m a whimpering mess, clawing at his hands on my chest.
Suddenly, I’m pulled upright, impaled on his erection as he scoots to the edge of the bed. With his feet on the floor, he holds my arms behind me to support my weight so I can ride him, his chest to my back, then he whispers, “Get yourself off, beautiful. Use my cock for your pleasure.”
With my legs on either side of him and resting on the bed, I begin rocking back and forth with every ounce of strength I have. One of Balt’s hands moves up to my neck, gripping with just enough force to ratchet up my horniness to new levels.
He’s somehow rough and gentle with me at the same time—passionate and dirty—while absolutely setting a new standard for sex expectations.
I pull my arms free and fall forward, putting my hands and feet on the floor and bouncing up and down on his cock. Balt moans my name, his hands on my hips for support. I grind into him, getting him as deep as possible. The sting is incredible, and even though I could use a tad more lube, I like the raw desperation of just going at it like the animals we are.
My balls tighten against my body as my hole clenches around his cock, and I know the end is imminent. I could edge us both by pulling off him, but I don’t want to do that tonight.
I want?—
My thoughts scatter as Balt grabs me around the waist and flips me onto the bed. He hovers above me before spreading my legs and slamming into me again. He falls forward, wrapping his strong arms around me, and we rock together, gazing into each other’s eyes.
