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“Aleksander, you are doing so beautifully. Fuck your hand and let me hear all those lovely noises you make for me.”
Unable to see him, I listen to his voice and any sounds coming from my phone. He sounds rattled, his breathing heavier as he mutters incoherent words.Fuckhe’s fucking his hand to this.To me.
It’s all the encouragement I need to really jerk myself. My hand squeezes near the top of my cock, pulling my skin back to expose the engorged head that leaks onto the bed sheets.
I imagine those pouty lips wrapped around my shaft in place of my own hand, fucking into his warm mouth while those blue eyes look up at me through crooked glasses.
“I am overcome by the singular image of you, Aleksander,” Ezekiel pants, the background noise of slapping skin louder and more evident.
Groaning wildly, I pick up my pace, tugging downwards so that he gets a clear view of what he’s doing to me.
“I need to see where you want me, baby. Show me your greedy little hole.”
Oh fuck.The second I hear those words, I’m on the edge of coming. With my free hand, I make quick work of the lingerie to expose myself to Ezekiel.
“Fuck, baby. I need to sink myself into you. Would you let me inside you, Aleksander?”
There are tears stinging my eyes from the pressure building and from the pure need I hear in his question.
“Y—Yes, Sir, it’s all yours.Please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“I want to— need to— see you Ez,please.”
A harsh breath sounds behind me before I hear Ezekiel reply. “Turn around, but stay on your knees.”
I swear I’ve never fucking moved so fast in my life. I nearly lose it when I see Ezekiel’s reclined form on his office chair. His dark hair is disheveled as if he’s been tugging on it. His blue oxford shirt is wrinkled and as I follow the trail of his exposed abdomen, I see his hand in a vice grip around his leaking cock. His movements never stop as I settle into my new position, my own cock now taking up a large amount of the screen.
“Your gorgeous cock has haunted any free thought I’ve had all day, baby. I need to see you peak again. I need to hear my name on your lips while you do.”
Stars dance in my eyes as I’m fucking finally given permission to come. I struggle a bit to keep my eyes open but there’s no fucking way I’m missing a second of Ez stroking his huge cock for me.
My hips drive my dick into my hand, my precum helping the delicious glide as I keep pumping. Ezekiel is groaning, tugging his cock upwards and licking at his lips as he watches me fall apart.
“Ez, fuck, Ez, I’m gonna come.” My body begins to shake with the intensity and my balls draw up as I empty onto my bedsheets. My orgasm seems to trigger his as I see white bursts of his cum land on the exposed part of his chest and abs.
“Alek…” Ezekiel murmurs, sated and smiling on camera. “That was incredible.You’reincredible.”
“I could say the same thing about you, angel.” I can see the easy smile on my face in my camera, my eyes twinkle looking at him.
“We uh, do have a problem though,” I sigh. Ez can only see me staring down at my bed.
“What happened? Is something the matter?” Ezekiel asks, a furrow of his brow showing worry on his face.
“You owe me some new lingerie.” Holding up the ripped—up silver thong, I laugh and throw the garment into the trash. Ezekiel shakes his head at me, the grin on his face giving away his enjoyment at my joke.
“I will purchase any lingerie you would like if you promise every one of them will meet the same demise.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
ALEK
Sugar grandpa?
Ilug the fancy cheese and wine—filled cooler into the backseat along with some blankets and pillows for our picnic date. It’s been a busy ass week, but I can’t complain when I’ve gotten a handful of calls and a ton of texts from Ezekiel. I don’t care if it makes me whipped to say it, but even a simple good morning message from him makes my day.
We’ve talked about anything and everything this week. Our favorite colors, foods, movies, and the rest of the cliche things you talk about when getting to know someone. Ez’s burnt sienna to my hunter green, Ez’s mom’s beef bourguignon to my mom’spozolerecipe, and Ez’s secret love of 2000s rom—coms to my heist flicks.
