Page 84 of The Pretender
Oh, he’s good. Excitement courses through me as I watch him open the nightstand again and pull out several items I can’t see properly in the dim lighting of the room.
“The good news is, you can scream and moan and beg as loud as you want to. No one will hear you out here.”
“You want to hear me beg, huh?”
“Maybe.” Deo straddles my waist, still fully clothed. “We need a safeword.”
I raise an eyebrow. “A safeword? What exactly are you planning to do to me?”
“You’re just gonna have to trust me. Now, safeword.”
Okay. A safeword I’ll remember. “Poodle.”
“Poodle?”
I nod. “Yeah. My sister’s dog when we were kids. It was a poodle.”
“Got it. If you want me to stop at any time, you know what to say.”
“I do.”
He leans forward, grinding the stiff denim of his jeans into my already sensitive cock. “Everything I’m about to do is for your pleasure, so if something isn’t good, you tell me.”
“I will.”
“Good boy.” He leans forward and drags his tongue up my cheek. “Feel free to make any noise you want. I want to hear you.”
I nod, swallowing hard. How I’m gonna keep from blowing too soon is a mystery. Just when I thought this guy couldn’t get any sexier, he takes it to the next level. I didn’t think he even remembered the conversation we had about fantasies, but he sure as hell did.
Deo begins by kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobes, slowly, moving from side to side before sliding down my body so that his perfect ass is aligned with my aching cock.
“Mmm, look at you,” Deo murmurs. “So sexy and handsome. All mine.”
I nod, holding back a whimper. “All yours.”
He falls forward, kissing me hard on the mouth. I wish my arms were free so I could run them over his delectable body, but there’s something exciting about not being able to. Deo can do whatever he wants to me and I just have to take it. Pretty fucking hot.
As we kiss, his hands move down my body, tweaking my nipples before stroking me. I could get off just like this, but I’d bet he has more in store for me. Sure enough, he breaks the kiss, biting my bottom lip as he slides down then twists around so he’s facing my dick.
Deo flicks his tongue out to tease my cockhead, taunting me with his beautiful but still clothed ass in my face. I gasp as he tickles my hole with slick fingers, so caught up in all the sensory input that I didn’t hear him pull out the lube.
“Well, well,” Deo says. “What a tight little hole. I bet I can open you up.”
“Fuck,” I moan.
“I can fuck you with anything I want. A dildo, my fingers, my cock. You can’t do anything except take it.”
A shiver moves through me. “I’m yours to do whatever with.”
“Oh, I know.”
The next sensation is cool and smooth, and as it enters me, I realize quickly what it is. A vibrator.
“Let me know when I’ve found the sweet spot.”
I open my mouth to say something, but at that precise moment the vibrator finds its target and I nearly jump off the bed while garbled words tumble from my mouth.
“Ooh, there it is.”
