Page 103 of Make Me Bleed
“Yes,” he wheezes.
“Good. Don’t talk like that again.” After I release him., Abel sucks in air but stares up at me in awe. I can’t help but kiss him, smearing blood between us, but only one quick peck on the lips before I force myself away and back to the task at hand.
I grab him behind the knees and force his legs back a bit more. Abel’s pliant as I move him however I want him, no longer feeling defiant and ashamed it seems, which is just fine by me.
My fingers drag over his bleeding mouth for a moment before I bring them back down to his hole to coat his pussy in more blood. It isn’t a lot, but it’s enough to give a faint twinge of color.
Enough to make my dick harder than it’s ever been.
“What’re you doing?” Abel asks.
“Making you pretty before I make you scream,” I retort.
“By making me bleed?” he counters, eyebrow raised.
I press the pad of my thumb against his hole until I’mjustbreaching him. “You are prettiest when you’re bleeding, Abel Silver.”
“Fuck,” he stutters, “you, Peris Baxter.”
“If you ask nicely.” I slip my thumb inside dry, now that the blood is no longer wet, and I know it fucking stings, but Abel cries out like he always does, hole fluttering around me.
“Oh, God.Please. Please.”
“Didn’t take long…” I murmur against the soft skin of his tattooed thigh. “Guess you can take the man out of the whore but can’t take the whore out of the man.”
“W-what? That doesn’t even—” I pull my thumb out to coat my fingers in lube and shove two back inside him without preamble. “Fuck.” His legs twitch.“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“It does, if you don’t think about it,” I say, kind of confused myself, but I refuse to take it back. I fuck my fingers into him harshly, more than ready to be inside him. I spread them, stretching him to the point of pain.
“God, I’m ready, I’m ready! Just get inside me!” And normally, I would berate him for telling me what to do, but that’s exactly what I want, so I yank my fingers out of him with a loud suction noise and swipe them down my dick before lining up and pressing inside.
The tight constriction of his pussy around my cock is euphoric, and I drop my head between my shoulders as Abel wraps his legs around my waist and yanks me against him.
“Yes,” he moans breathily, face pressed against my throat, warm breath ghosting over my skin and sending goosebumps burning their way down my spine.
“Fuck,” I moan loudly as I start to pump my hips. The hot slide of his channel against me is perfect, especially now that we’re here, like this. When we don’t ever have to be apart again.
Abel is mewling and panting as his cock rubs against our stomachs with every thrust. “Touch yourself, baby. I wanna see you come,” I groan against his throat before pushing myself up on my elbow to give him a little more room.
Abel arches his back as he wraps his long fingers around himself, and I can’t help but reach down and wrap my lips around his nipple, biting the small bud. He yelps, but I watch his dick twitch, and I smirk.
My balls draw up as he starts to tighten around me, and I know I don’t have much longer. “Come on, puppy. Give it to me.” And that’s what does it. Abel keens, back arched so beautifully as he comes for me, hand flying over his cock as he milks himself for all he’s worth. I watch his little hole spill until nothing is left, and then, I let myself go inside him.
I fill Abel’s ass with my cum until I can’t see from the intensity of my orgasm, and Abel’s panting becomes so loud in my ears, it drowns out all the rest.
“Holy shit,” I mutter once I come back down. Abel snorts unattractively as I roll off him, and then, he groans.
“Ugh, my hips hurt,” he complains.
“Quit spreading them, then,” I retort, and he reaches out and smacks me in the arm. “Bitch.”
“Hypocrite.”
“Yeah.”
We lie there for a while in the silence, and it’s nice. Abel curls against me, head on my chest, and I run my fingers through his hair. It’s probably mid-morning—not that I’ve thought to look at the time. I honestly don’t care. It’s a weekend, and I don’t have anywhere to be.
“Uh… I’ve got plans today,” Abel says, and I jerk. That was fuckingweird.
