Page 86 of The Pretender
“I am, yes.”
“Better do it soon.”
The unspoken meaning in his words pushes my orgasm back, but before I can get too lost in my thoughts, he draws me back in, bracing his hands on my chest and bouncing up and down on my cock. He pushes a button on a small black remote and the vibration inside me intensifies until all I can do is whimper and beg for mercy.
Deo seems to be enjoying himself as he uses my cock and strokes his own. “Tell me I own you, Balt. Tell me no one else has ever made you feel this good.”
“All true,” I manage. “You own me, gorgeous.”
“Fuck!” The first hot, sticky rope of his cum splashes across my chest.
I watch him ride himself to paradise, my cock swelling and twitching with need. “Can I come, sir? Please, oh fuck, please?”
Deo slides off me abruptly, and I scream, shocking myself with the sound I produce. He grabs the base of the vibrator and slides it in and out of me until my entire body is shaking.
“You can come now, good boy.”
I squeeze my eyes closed as the words send a wave of relieved warmth straight to my cock. The orgasm hits like a tidal wave, so intense I can’t make a sound as it racks my body, cum shooting straight up.
“Fuck yeah,” Deo murmurs, slowing his motions until I’m twitching and on the verge of tears.
“P-poodle,” I grunt.
Deo slowly removes the vibrator, tossing it onto the mattress as he climbs on top of me and kisses me hard. I return the kiss, panting and spent beyond anything I’ve ever imagined.
“Good boy,” Deo whispers, kissing my lips, my cheeks, my neck. “You did so well.”
I manage to chuckle, as he removes the cock ring, but words are still elusive.
Deo works on untying my wrists, and as my arms flop down to my sides, I focus on regaining some level of composure, while he drags his tongue over my cum-covered chest.
“Mmm. We taste good together.”
“Fuck,” I pant. “You are…” I shake my head, waiting for the right word to come. “Unreal.”
“I’m real.”
We’re quiet for a few minutes, both of us slowly floating back to earth as he lies partly on top of me. When I can finally form a coherent thought again, I reach up and rub his back.
“Thank you. That was everything I imagined and more. How the hell did you learn to do that?”
“Don’t be embarrassed, but Brogan coached me.”
I end up laughing at his response. “God.”
“They’ll keep our dirty little secret.”
“I feel like I should buy them a gift.”
Deo laughs softly, rubbing his fingers through my chest hair. “I’m glad it was what you hoped for.”
“Did you enjoy it too?”
“Um, obviously. What a power trip to have a big, gorgeous man like you at my mercy. It was hot and very sexy.”
“I agree. The vibrator was a nice touch.”
“I was planning to drag it out longer, but I couldn’t. I wanted you too much.”
