Page 68 of Due Dilligence (Takeover)
“Bet you enjoy that sight,” Fazil said. “Old man like you.”
He gave Fazil a swat on his other ass cheek. “I can stop up that mouth of yours with more than just my cock.” Though listening to Fazil’s back talk made this all the better.
“I’ll take whatever you give me.”
“You’d better.” Knowing Fazil, he would.
He found the buckle of Fazil’s belt and undid that, along with the button and enough of the zipper to slide Fazil’s jeans and underwear down to his ankles, where they were trapped by his hiking boots. Even better to have those legs tangled up. He freed Fazil’s belt, though.
“Seeing as you can’t keep that mouth shut, you’d better make lots of noise.” He pulled each of Fazil’s hands to the small of his back and looped the belt around his wrists, securing them.
Fazil’s breath hitched. “You want me to scream, you’d better give me something to scream about. Right now all you’ve got are words.” He shook his ass. “Come on, old man. You gonna fuck me? Or tuck me in for the night?”
Dude, Z.Todd’s cock strained against his jeans. He slid a finger down Fazil’s crack and found his hole. “You ain’t gonna sleep through this.” He gripped Fazil’s hair and yanked. “At all.”
There was the whimper. “Oh God.” Fazil twisted and rocked on the leather.
Shit, he hadn’t even put on a condom, and Z was already close to coming. “That make you want to shoot your load? Me touching your hole? Wait until I’m fucking you so deep you can’t breathe.” He let go of Fazil, dug out the condom and lube, and shucked his own jeans and underwear.
“You keep promising, but not delivering.” Breathless and snarky.
Todd ripped the package open with his teeth and rolled the condom down over his dick. “You keep talking, I’ll fuck you dry.”
“You wouldn’t be the first,” Fazil murmured.
Well,shit. That was interesting. “Aren’t you the dirty boy?” He wasn’t about to do that to Fazil, though. He lubed up his dick and Fazil’s crack and pressed a finger in deep.
Fazil squirmed against the couch and moaned when Todd found and teased his prostate. “Oh God... Please,” he panted.
That was better. “You want more of this?” Todd drilled his finger in as deep and as hard as he could. “Or you want my cock in your hole?”
“Your cock.” Fazil gasped and shuddered. “I want you inside me. Fuck me hard. Make me come.”
With pleasure. Todd lined himself up and pressed forward, opening Fazil and pushing past the ring of muscle.
Beneath him, Fazil groaned.
Jesus, Fazil was tight like this. Todd grunted and slid into Fazil’s heat slowly. Delicious curses spilled from Fazil, and he twisted beneath Todd, sending lightning through his veins.
“You like that? Being a little cock whore?”
Fazil whimpered and bucked. “Cock slut,” Fazil said. “I’m a fucking little cockslut.”
Todd pulled back and drove in deep. “I thinkwhoreworks, too.” He pounded in hard. “’Cause you’re sure as hell gonna pay.” He gripped Fazil’s hips and pounded into him. He’d never fucked anyone this hard, fast, or deep. He slammed in until Fazil gasped and fought under him.
“Fuck!” Pain and pleasure wrapped his voice. “God, please, just—”
Todd shifted his stance and drove in deeper, chasing his own heaven.
You wanted to know what it felt like, Z? Like this, except the guy ramming into me didn’t love me.When Todd pressed in, he held himself there and Fazil sobbed out a cry.
“Told you you’d pay.” He pulled out and rocked in with all his force. Beneath him, Fazil gasped against the leather. Todd grabbed his hair. “Tell me you love it.”
There were tears in Fazil’s voice. “Oh fuck, it’s so good. Your cock in me—I want—please!”
He tightened his grip in those soft locks and rammed in as far as he could go. “Pleasewhat?”
Fazil shuddered. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “Fuck me like you care.”
