Page 13 of Evil Beautiful

Gideon

The man between my legs was beautiful and with a bit of work he could be the perfect submissive. He followed my orders without question and I could see in his eyes he wanted to please me. But there was fire there as well.

He watched me doing a scene at my club tonight.

Would he be open to more?

The only way I would know was to discuss it with him and then introduce him to my world.

But not yet. Not until I have seen his complete background check, not only family and work, would I consider him as a possible sexual partner.

Tonight we would play a little bit but that was all.

“On your feet, get rid of the boots and pants then stand with your legs apart and wait for me.”

His eyes flared with aggression at being ordered around but he did what I asked. While he got rid of his boots and pants I did the same. He looked like a young god where he stood with his legs apart, his cock high and tight against his belly. I prowled around him, letting my hands slide over his smooth tattooed back and down over his rounded ass and back up. Leaning forward I dragged the tip of my tongue from his ass crack up the centre of his back until I reached the nape of his neck. I kissed the tattoo he had there then slowly let my tongue explore his neck.

He shuddered and gave a soft moan as I outlined the tattoo on the side of his neck with my tongue. Moving around him I kissed down his chest, swirled my tongue around the piercing in his nipple, pulled it into my mouth and sucked hard. The moans escalated. I had given him a bit of pain and he liked it. Letting go I took the other nipple in my mouth and did the same.

He was shaking and had his head thrown back, baring his throat. I didn’t hesitate.

Gently biting down on the side of his neck I sucked hard, leaving my mark on him.

And only when I had him writhing and punching his hips towards me did I give in.

I moved in close and stroked myself against him. I knew exactly how the piercings running up my shaft would feel as they stroked him. It felt amazing.

“Take me and hold me against you. Don’t move, just hold us.”

“We’re going to need lube for this, there’s some in the box on the coffee table.” He whispered hoarsely.

“Get it and lube us up.”

When he bent over to grab the lube I ran my fingers over his ass and grinned with satisfaction when goosebumps erupted all over his skin. I took pity on him and pulled my fingers away and his sigh of disappointment was music to my ears.

And then he was back and smearing the lube all over himself and once done he started on me.

I was slick and so was he. Thrusting forward I slid in under his balls then slid back and forth over his sensitive perineum. It felt so good that I forgot myself for a moment and thrust hard, letting my dydoe piercing slide over the pucker of his ass. Both of us moaned as he thrust back and up against my belly.

“I won’t be taking your ass tonight. Next time it’s definitely happening so be prepared. When I take that gorgeous ass of yours I’m going to go hard and deep and you’re going to take it, take all of me.” I muttered against the side of his head as I licked over the shell of his ear then bit down on the lobe.

His arms shot around me and he pulled my hips tight against his.

“Anything you want, Deon, anything.” He murmured in my neck as he kissed and licked and laid little kisses along my collarbone.

I liked the way he shortened my name. I really should forbid it but I liked it too much, so I let it go.

“Both hands around our cocks. Keep them close and don’t let go.”

When he had us in the position I wanted I started thrusting. It felt so good I forgot my rules and joined my hands to his. We thrust into our hands, sliding in and out of the nest of our fingers. The amount of lube he had covered us with helped us to glide and the squelching sounds it made had me shivering as I imagined the sounds coming from his ass as I thrust inside him.

I couldn’t stay away from his mouth a minute longer.

Leaning forward I sealed my lips over his. He opened for me, his tongue meeting mine and sliding against it. I took his mouth the way I was thrusting into our hands, nice and slow. Retreating I grabbed hold of his bottom lip with my teeth and slowly bit down, not hard enough to hurt or break the skin, but enough to leave it swollen and red.

“So, good, so very good. I have to move, have to. Please let me move, Deon.” He moaned against my mouth.

He was right we had to move.

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