Page 58 of Paint Me Love
“Derek,” he whines, making puppy eyes at me. “Please.”
I cease the movement of my hand, fingering his slit. “You want to be a good boy for me, don’t you?”
“Yes…”
“I’ll teach you something new today.” I hum, sliding down his body and kissing any part I can get to. “Clothes off.”
Sitting up, I rid myself of mine and watch in awe as he rushes to get naked for me. His pink nipples are erect from the chilly air, taunting me to touch them. Unable to resist, I lean down and take one into my mouth as I rub and pinch the other one with my hand.
“Fuck… yes,” Daniel moans, his lovely cries of pleasure fueling the need within me.
Once I’ve satisfied my urge to make his nipples even harder, I reposition myself so my head is above his crotch and my cock is hanging over his face.
“Oh fuck,” he groans when he catches up to what we are about to do.
“Oh fuck, indeed. Now be a good boy and show me how much you missed my cock while I do the same.”
I go down on him, taking his hard length into my mouth. He whimpers, a moan dying in his throat as he swallows me to the root. He loves sucking me, and he’s gotten amazing at it. I hit the back of his throat, seeing stars, and then he starts moving his head, causing me to shake and struggle to maintain my position above him from how good it feels.
Fighting the need to just let go and fuck his mouth, I tongue his slit before I take him deeper. His body bucks under mine, enjoying the flood of pleasure as I work his cock. Tightening my lips around it, I suck hard and fast, loving the way my efforts make him shiver and moan. I also play with his balls, rolling them between my fingers.
When Daniel starts pleading for more, I slick two fingers with saliva and find his hole. It’s clenching and unclenching, begging to be fucked. I love how shameless his body is, it turns me on to no end.
“Please… I want to feel you inside me.”
“Mm, so impatient,” I muse, teasing him as I rub the tips around his entrance.
“It feels so empty,” he complains, his words slurred as he keeps sucking on my cock.
I decide to tease him a bit more, this time with words as I continue to hover around his hole. “If you missed me so much, why didn’t you call? I love to watch you do as I say.”
“I was busy with the art classes. And…” He pushes his ass out, trying to get my fingers inside him. “Video stuff makes me really horny. But you weren’t here to fuck me, so I’d be walking with a constant hard-on.”
I imagine that. Daniel teaching art as he struggles to think straight. As his body demands my touch. “That would be so hot. I think we should try it.”
“Not if you are away and can’t fuck me in the evening. I need your fat cock. My fingers aren’t enough.”
His confession causes a surge of heat to my core. I finally take pity on him, giving his hole what it craves as I push my digits inside. It’s hot and greedy, immediately inviting me deeper.
I’m still sucking on his dick as I start pumping. His hips shake and his mouth moans around my cock, heightening my pleasure. It no time I’m dying to be inside him, needing that wet heat to envelop me and milk me dry.
“Maybe I’ll get you a dildo,” I say, taking my fingers out. He grunts in protest, his hole clenching. “One modeled after my dick. That way even if I’m not around, you can satisfy yourself.”
“Hmm, but I like the real thing more.”
Smiling at the sentiment, I reposition us on the nearby couch. Daniel lies on his back, one leg relaxed and the other held up by my hand. My cock is wet from his mouth, but I locate a packet of lube from my discarded pants and give it an extra dose of slickness.
As I line up the tip, he starts playing with his nipples. Watching him gets me even harder, if that’s possible. I press the head of my cock to his hole, rubbing but not pushing inside.
“You are not allowed to touch your dick, little artist. Today I want you to come just from how good it feels to have my cock in your ass. Can you do that for me?”
His eyes glass over, and his nostrils flare. “Yes… Please. I promise I won’t touch myself.”
I lean down and press a kiss to his shoulder. “Such a good boy. Always wishing to please me.”
“I love pleasing you,” he whispers, arching up his back as he tries yet again to get what he wants.
But I keep teasing him just with the tip, wanting to drag out his pleasure so he sees stars when I finally let him come. “As you should. I’ve trained you so well.”
