Page 59 of Pragma
A harsh noise falls out of my lips as Aki scrapes his teeth along my shaft again. My fingers tighten around his hair. Why do I like this wild part of him?
“If you are going to gobble up my cock, better make sure you swallow it all,” I snarl, driving toward a parking lot I know at this hour will be empty.
“Mm. I want it, want more, sir,” he moans, between long licks over my beads.
He wants it.Taken by the urge to dominate him,I tilt his head back, which makes his lips and throat tighten around my dick. Fuck, yes! His contorted face. His glaring eyes. That rabbit pendant cuff earring dangling down. It all makes me crave him. I groan out as he continues to suck, his tongue doing something that feels fucking amazing. My head is going stupid from the immeasurable pleasure.
That sexy whimpering thing he does creates vibrations around my cock, making it drip with more precum. A storm of pleasure threatens to overwhelm me when his mouth takes my whole shaft completely down his throat, squeezing the head, fiery heat clutching my length.
I stop the car in the parking lot on autopilot, letting out a deep groan of relief and bliss.
“You sound so fucking hot when you choke on it.” I look down at the obscene sight of his head bobbing up and down, those slutty, slurping noises are setting my balls on fire. “All the cum you want, I’ll give it to you soon. Swallow it down like a good boy.”
I set a hand on the wheel as I finally start thrusting up into his eager mouth. I spit on the other hand and slide it inside his pants, over his ass, kneading one cheek. I let a slick finger brush his hole and then spear inside until I find his sweet spot. His helpless cry is muffled by my face-fucking dick. His inner muscles squeeze around my finger, and his mouth turns into a vacuum as he starts sucking me with all he’s got. I add another digit and keep at it, remembering how good it felt to have his tightness strangling my cock.
I want to grab his hair to guide him, but I don’t want him to turn feral and bite my cock off. Not when I’m about to unload inside his dirty mouth. So I keep ramming his throat from below as he takes it like the most skilled whore.
The scent of sex fills the car, almost overpowering my senses. His nails suddenly find their way inside my Henley and to my chest, sinking into my flesh, clawing at it. Goddammit, this savage side of him. I grab it and press it to the wheel, lacing our fingers together. They are warm and slightly shaking.
My blood is pumping, breath catching, I’m so close to coming. My hips are pistoning up and down frantically now, and I pump my fingers faster and rougher inside him. When I hear Aki’s loud orgasm booming inside the cabin, I release with a curse and a hoarse shout. He milks my climax, not stopping even when I squeeze his fingers. The pleasure and pain so intense that my knees shake.
He lets my cock go, and grinning, he straightens, but I keep my fingers inside his ass, grinding them. He wiggles his hips trying to push them deeper, his smile is filthy as hell. I stare at his parted, cum-slick lips for the briefest of moments before I grab his head, and we exchange a dirty kiss, all tongues and desire. It tastes delicious inside his mouth. Cinnamon, Aki and me.
When I let him go, he wraps those lush lips right back around my cock, and my entire body flares to life.
“Jesus Christ, Aki.” It’s too sensitive after I came, but my length is in warm, wet heaven once again. So I can’t fucking complain. Is he trying to squeeze out more cum? My head hits the head rest.
“Want me to shoot more hot ropes down your throat?” I growl, caressing his hair. He gets so fucking submissive when we fool around—as submissive as Aki can get.
“Mm,” he moans, focusing his tongue on the beads on the sides. He’s a horny little thing. Who would have thought?
“Keep licking it clean, and when I come see you later, I’ll make the wait worth it.”
I feel him shivering. “Sounds intriguing. Does it involve two tons of matcha ice cream, a box of crayons, and a tennis ball?”
For a moment, I try to imagine how we could use those items in a sexual setting, but I quickly give up. “I have something different in mind.” Something I never thought I’d do with him.
“Alright.” His eyes turn wicked. “Seeing you lost to pleasure when you are always so composed, it's such a turn-on, baby bunny.”
I huff. “Do you want my cock to shrivel and die? Stop calling me that!”
He hums around the tip and then pushes back into his seat. I let him go and we start fixing our clothes.
“So, will you think of me while you are away?”he asks in a teasing tone.
I feel my hands squeezing the wheel.
I always do. How can I not? He’s life and breath to me.
Chapter Nine
AKIRA
“When you said you had something different in mind, you really meant it. Shibari…kinky bunny.”
I’m in my bedroom, standing naked in front of River. He’s wearing only a pair of worn-out jeans—his cock a heavy bulge straining the front of his pants—hair up in a bun, showing me that sexy face of his. I want to lick every single inch of those scars, committing them to mind with my tongue.
“Says the guy who fucked himself with my knife,” he counters with a huff.
