Page 53 of Dysfunctional

His satisfied smile is back, and then he moves closer, leaning his forehead against mine. “I didn’t like seeing him on his knees in front of you. I wanted to tear out his tongue and sling it at the wall.”

I hold his face in my hands and pull him away to look in his eyes. “I know.”

“Tonight was supposed to be for you.”

“I’m not completely disappointed,” I say with a crooked smile.

“Completely?”

I drag my teeth across my bottom lip. “I need you to take care of something else,” I say, grabbing one of his hands and placing it on my cock.

“Someone’s excited,” he teases, stroking me through my pants.

“You excite me.”

His eyes light up, his face transforming with his glee. He’s easy to please while also being quick to anger.

“I want to taste your excitement,” he says, lowering himself to his knees, unbothered by the cold and rough ground.

Kaspian shoves my clothing to my ankles and grabs my cock, wrapping his lips around my crown before taking me to the back of his throat, gagging. With skilled actions, he strokes and sucks me off, moaning around my length while also playing with my balls.

After a while, he eases back, my cock falling from his mouth. He then takes me in his hand and strokes while his tongue licks and sucks on my sac. I close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure of his mouth, and then the tip of his tongue reaches further under my balls, dancing across my taint.

“Shit,” I curse, reaching for his head.

I drag the back of my shoe against the trunk of the tree, kicking it off and removing one of my legs from the confines of my pants. I shove his face deeper between my legs, allowing him to run his tongue around my hole.

He moans, grabbing my thigh and lifting it up higher so he can properly devour me. I take over stroking my cock as the tip of his tongue dips into my ass.

“Fuck,” I grunt.

“Mm,” he murmurs, fingertips digging into my skin.

My fist moves up and down my shaft with vigor, and as soon as I feel the orgasm building, I thread my fingers through his hair and yank his head away.

He stares up at me, his mouth open, saliva glistening across his lips and chin, and specks of blood splattered on his face like freckles. “Fucking beautiful,” I say with a groan before stepping forward, “Show me your tongue.”

He listens, flattening it while also having the sides fold up slightly. I release my load into his waiting mouth, the white cum pooling together in the center, while some slides deeper into his mouth or drips down his chin.

“Fuck yeah,” I say, my tone husky.

I take my cock and shove it back in his mouth, sliding it across the cum and pushing it to the back of his throat.

He swallows and moves his mouth up and down my shaft a few more times, making sure he gets every last drop.

“So fucking good,” he says, wiping his mouth as he stares up at me.

“I was gonna say the same thing. Now come here.”

He stands up and waits to hear what I say next. I undo his pants and shove them, along with his boxers, down to his mid-thigh. His dick is already mostly hard and I wrap my fingers around his shaft, eliciting a gasp and moan from him.

“Do you want to come?”

He nods. “Oh yeah.”

I stroke him slowly, teasing his head with my fingertips. “Do you think you deserve to come?”

He groans low in this throat. “Yes.”

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