Page 75 of The Twins

I shut my eyes, burning for the doubts to leave me the fuck alone.

Mr. David leaves my cock alone, presumably to catch his breath, and I sulk in my uncertainties.

He returns lovingly, but then he bites me. His teeth bite me. It’s a pain like I’ve never experienced before, and it consumes me. It stings, but I almost come from the pain. When I reopen my eyes, I meet his ravenous gaze. He’s mad.

He’s got something to prove.

My cock disappears between his lips, down his throat. I lose the sense of place and time. I’m feverish and ready to burst.

His fingers reach for my ass, and I can’t take it any longer. I feel the heat race down my spine, shivers crawling all over my skin.

I come down his throat, panting for my life.

Mr. David takes his time. He licks with longing. His fingers find my cheeks, pressing what I fear will end me tonight. I come down from my high, and he resumes his play with my cock. He doesn’t leave an inch of me untouched.

I’m drenched in sweat and come. He consumes me until I can’t take it anymore.

When Mr. David removes his mouth from me, I catch a drop of my come on the corner of his lip. I reach out to swipe it, and before I can move to taste myself, the insatiable Mr. David licks my finger clean for me.

“I’ve never tasted anyone like you.”

“You say that to everyone?” I tease him.

He shakes his head. “You’re not everyone. I meant what I said.”

I nod firmly. I crave more for tonight. “Happy Birthday.”

“Thank you,” he replies with a deadly smile. “What do you feel comfortable doing now? I’d ask you to sleep over, but it might be too much at this time. We’ve done it before, but this is different. We’re intimate now.”

“I agree,” I tell him. I have work tomorrow, and I need to process what happened before I enter that space of my life, the one where nobody knows me and doesn’t bother to ask about my private life as long as I work my ass off to bring the best results.

Breathlessly so, I manage to leave Mr. David’s house. As I drive off, I imagine what it would be like to live there. He bought it with that intention in mind. We could do naughty things in that house.

He lives twenty minutes away from my tiny studio, but I can hear his heartbeat all the way from here. I park, and I jog up the stairs to my place, the one he decorated for me. He made it a home away from him because he thought it was what I wanted.

My studio may remind me of him, but it can’t replace him.

I contemplate whether I should take a shower and wash the day off. It ended so sweetly, and I want it on me as I sleep… No. No. I need to be clean. Good boys are clean. I quickly take a shower, and then I jump into bed. Naked.

Andre:

I changed my mind

Remo:

About what?

Andre:

Fuck space. I’m coming over

I stare at my phone with stars in my eyes. My heart explodes for this man. I want him to drag me back to his place. I don’t want to live in my studio anymore. I want to live with him, breathe with him. I’m so happy I could cry.

I wait for him to come.

I wait.

I wait.

But he never does.

Italian American entrepreneur, software engineer, investor, and philanthropist Andre David, founder of La Cosa Inc., has died in a tragic car accident on the I-85 near his residence in Fort Mote. David turned forty years old yesterday. Multiple vehicles and two trucks were involved in the crash that killed Andre David. There were five severely injured passengers and three deaths. The entrepreneur's car, a Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Coupe, was valued at approximately $2,000,000. David recently moved out of California in pursuit of a “calmer lifestyle in the country.”

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