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Gently gripping his base, I ever so slowly slid the tip of his cock between my wet lips.
Royal moaned and tilted his head to watch me. I looked up at him, holding eye contact as I fucked him with my mouth. But it was his ass I really wanted. Pulling off, I moved lower and propped his ass up.
“Ah fuck,” Royal gasped, as I licked up his crack. “You have to warn a guy before doing that.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
He narrowed his blue eyes, but a smile curved the corner of his mouth.
It’d been a while since I’d rimmed someone, so I was a bit rusty at first, before eventually getting back into my old groove. I stiffened the tip of my tongue and fucked Royal with it, thrusting in and out of his ass just like I was going to do with my cock later.
He panted and fisted the blanket. His legs shook as his muscles strained.
“Faster,” he begged, rolling his hips.
I gripped his sides to hold him still before going to town on his hole, licking his outer ring before thrusting my tongue in as deep as it’d go. And when I added a finger, using my spit to help it ease inside, he nearly shot off the bed. I moved it in circles, loving the way he groaned and begged me for more. A few minutes later, I added a second, opening him wider.
I curved my fingers and searched inside him for that place that’d make him lose his damn mind.
“Gray!”
Found it.
I pressed on his prostate, massaging it. Royal grunted and threw his head back. Pre-cum leaked from his dick, and it was too tempting to resist. I sucked his cock as my fingers worked his ass.
Creating a nice rhythm with my hand and mouth, I trailed my other hand down my stomach and gripped my own cock, stroking it. I was so fucking turned on I could barely stand it. My mind was in a fog, and my skin warmed.
“Grayson, I need you.”
I could’ve spent all night getting him worked up. It was one of my favorite parts of sex. But hearing those words was too much.
I needed to be inside him.
