Page 27 of The War Revision
Why is that such a turn on again?
“You are going to turn me into a patient zero,” I choke out, but pull him closer to me, encouraging him to suck harder.
After a moment, Cole moves away slowly. “That should last till Sunday,” he says.
Fuck, the idea of him wanting to leave marks on me before going away sets me on fire.
Cole runs a finger over the bruise. His eyes are wild with lust. “Just remember, I don’t share.”
“Am I supposed to put my cock in a cage?” I quip.
“That’s a vision. A ball gag filling your perpetually moving mouth, ties around your wrists and ankles securing you to your bed, waiting for me to come back.” He growls deeply with desire.
“Fuck you, Cole!” I reply, but my voice is too weak even to my own ears. The image forming inside my head is making Falkor hard again. Thinking of all the filthy amazing things he can do with his mouth and hands while I’m at his mercy…
“That’s the first time I’ve heard my name on your lips,” he whispers softly on my neck. But then seems to regain his voice. “I’m so fucking hard now. And since it’s all your fault, you need to take care of it.”
I swallow loudly in response. My eyes cross when he strokes his hard as fuck dick against me.
“You’re salivating over my cock,” he mouths near my ear.
I pull my head back to look at him. “You’re the one salivating, looking at me like you’re a coyote and I’m two pounds of clucking chicken.”
“I don’t like chicken,” he counters. Then he takes my hand and slowly licks my palm. The flat of his tongue is warm on my skin and sends electricity straight to my balls.
He undoes his pants and releases his cock. I can’t not look at it. It’s a work of art. That fucking foreskin felt better than a cocksleeve. I couldn’t stop jizzing inside it, two days ago.
Cole positions my hand around his cock, and then wraps his on top of mine guiding me. Moving my fingers. His nostrils are flare, grey blue eyes unfocused. His mouth parts and his panting increases.
I glance down, but his other hand fists my hair—glitter falls from it. But we both ignore it, too taken by each other. He tilts my head up, dark heated gaze on me.
“I need to see your eyes.” He moans when my thumb escapes his grip and rolls over his slit. “I’m going to come inside your mouth. You want that?”
When I don’t answer straight away he tightens his grip and it stings so good. He backs me into a chair, and I drop down, eye-level with his dick.
My cock is hard again, how the fuck does he do that? I’m forty-four. I like to fuck, but it takes time to get hard for round two, if I’m into it.
“You want it?” he asks again. His hand slows my movement on his dick. I can see the foreskin sliding down his length and then coming back up again. Am I drooling?
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“Yes what?” He leans toward me and rubs the head of his cock on my lips, leaving a trail of delicious precum that makes my eyes almost roll back.
“Come inside my mouth,” I almost beg him.
He grunts, and I’m shocked yet again by my passive behavior. But this freedom I feel is intoxicating. Just like the taste of his cock.
“Fuck, Kaiden. You love it,” he groans in delight.
My hand keeps jerking him roughly while my lips lock on his round head. Both his hands are fisted on either side of my head now, rolling it in circle, guiding me back and forth. He doesn’t give me more than the tip, and I’m sucking it like a pro, using my tongue to get more of his delicious taste in my mouth.
“Here it goes, swallow every drop.” He suddenly rams his cock all the way down my throat and floods it with warm cum. “Fucking take it.” He grunts and groans. “Fuck. Love my cock in your throat…ahhhh!” he cries when I squeeze around him. I push till my nose hits his pubes and swallow again and again. Enjoying his curses.
No gag reflex is truly a skill people should add to their resume.
If he thinks he has all the control, I’ve just proved him wrong. And damn, that feels good. So good that with two rubs of my hand, I come again…in my damn pants. I scream my pleasure while his cock is still stretching my mouth.
He pulls out, and I fucking enjoy the sight of his softening length covered in my spit. I lick the underside and then suck the head once again, making him whimper. I smile smugly at him
