Page 103 of Inevitable Destruction

Him.

“My beauty boy.” My teeth sink into his puckered bud, and he jerks off the bed with a yelp, his spine bowing beautifully. I take the opportunity while it’s presented to me and wrap my arm around him from underneath. When his body falls back to the bed, my arm keeps his pelvis elevated.

I yank his sweatpants down hastily, feeling a carnivorous need to own every inch of him while I still can. Ignoring the impending ruination surrounding our sweaty, writhing bodies like a black cloud, I lean back on my haunches and lower my head until Dominik’s cock is against my lips. I mouth his length, kissing every inch of his hot, silky flesh until I can no longer hold back.

My mouth lowers onto his slick head, and I bask in bliss as he fills my mouth, bumping into the back of my throat, eliciting my gag reflex. I pull back, slurping saliva that leaks from the corner of my mouth as I bob over him feverishly.

I open my eyes and look up at Dominik. He’s blissed out, his head rolling back and forth as he clutches his blanket in his grasp, yanking on it as I work him over with my mouth. I use my arm pinned underneath him as leverage, hiking up his hips and giving me access to his ass.

I pop off his length, watching it smack against his flat stomach with a thwack. My tongue flicks out, running along to the silky-smooth crease between Dominik’s leg and his groin until I reach his balls. They’re heavy and full as I suckle one into my mouth and massage it with my tongue before dropping it and nipping at the other.

I’m frantic as I devour his flesh, his taste, his fucking smell. I push my tongue between his cheeks, and when my tongue flicks against his puckered entrance, I shudder so deeply, my arm gives out, and Dominik’s ass crashes to the bed.

Panicking at the sudden loss, I flatten on the mattress and grab the backs of his thighs, hiking his legs up to his chest. I drive forward, shoving my tongue inside of him like it’s the last time I’ll ever have his taste on my tongue…

Dominik sobs and writhes, distraught as he swivels his hips over my mouth, taking what he needs from me. I fuck him with my tongue, hard and fast, stretching his tight hole as wide as I can. He clenches, locking my tongue in place as a shudder wracks through his body. The moment it passes, I begrudgingly force myself away before he comes.

I swipe my palm down my soaked face as I take in Dominik’s wrecked form. His face is flushed, hair plastered to his forehead, sweat beading along his temples. I rip my clothes off post haste.

“Damn. You’re a fucking beauty,” I whisper my thought out loud. “Mine.”

“I’m not yours,” he rasps, choking on his words.

“Right now, you fucking are,” I snap. Leaning over, but never taking my eyes off of his, I yank open the drawer to the nightstand and swipe my hand around inside, ignoring the bottles rattling around, amongst other things.

My fingers wrap around a tube, and I bring it to the bed, dropping it in front of me. I pop the cap on the lotion and squirt a generous amount into my palm, inhaling deeply as the heady scent hits me. I have no idea what it is, but all I do know is it smells like him.

I lather my aching cock before spreading the remainder between Dominik’s cheeks. He spreads his legs, opening himself up for me, and damn if my heart doesn’t palpitate. I rub the smooth, creamy lotion over his already slick hole and slide two fingers inside.

“Fuck.”

“I know, baby. You can take it.” I praise him, thrusting my digits in until my knuckles bump against his ass. I’m brutal as I stretch him for me, but it doesn’t last more than thirty seconds before I’m ripping my fingers out of him and replacing them with the tip of my cock.

“Open up for me, beauty, because I can’t fucking wait.” His hole clenches around my head as I breach the tight muscle, and I freeze as my balls throb, already on the verge of exploding and spilling into him until he’s so fucking full of me…

“This,” I say to no one but myself. “This is what’s so fucking confusing.” I sink to the hilt, burying myself so deep, basking in the tight constraint of his channel.

“You and your fucking pretty boy face.” Thrust. “And this body. Tempting me. Changing me.” His legs wrap around my waist and tighten, pulling me against him. I collapse, my chest pressing against his until our bodies mold into one.

Our sweat-slick skin allows us to glide together effortlessly. I rut into him, slow but hard. The sounds of our labored breathing and skin on skin reverberates through the room, but as my eyes lock on Dominik’s, it all muffles into distant white static.

His eyes, such a deep, intense green, peer into mine with such… fuck. My hips falter, stopping entirely. Dominik whines and rotates his hips, causing me to brush his prostate. He cries out, his eyes slamming shut as he throws his head back in ecstasy.

I keep the same position and same slow rhythm as I abuse the bundle of nerve endings, sending him into a frenzy. He clenches around me, strangling my fucking cock.

My arms curl under his neck, and I press our foreheads together. Our breaths unite, becoming one with the rest of us as we breathe in, taking everything the other has.

His dark lashes fan across his shadowed cheekbones as they flutter open, meeting my half-mast gaze. His pupils are pin-pointed, and the burst veins in his eyes only add to the depth of green.

My chest compresses unbearably, one word floating around in my head, imploding my fractured conscience. He blinks slowly, lazily, as his back arches, meeting my every thrust with a delicious rotation of his hips.

His lips part, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he starts to say something, but I cut off his words with a kiss, shoving my tongue in his mouth. Whatever he was going to say would shatter the bubble we’ve put ourselves into, and for the first time since his mouth first swallowed my cock, I find myself not wanting to speak. I just want to fucking be.

His stubble scratches my face as I pull away from his swollen mouth, my eyes dropping to his lips. Hot breath fans over me with every pant shared back and forth.

Dominik clenches around me, and I groan a long, drawn-out sound that rumbles through my chest. My head drops to the crook of his sweaty neck, my forehead fitting against the smooth slope like a puzzle piece. Our bodies writhe together seamlessly, his cock pressed firmly against my abdomen. I grind into it, reveling in the way it twitches and leaks a steady drip of precum.

I flick my tongue out, running it along his flesh. Salt and musk settles on my tongue, and my hips jerk along with the hollow, muscular organ in my chest. I lock my jaw, grinding my teeth at the unwarranted infatuation unfurling inside of me.

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