He smiled. “I’ve never taken a whole cock in my mouth, but I want to.”
“You trust me not to hurt you?”
“Yes.”
I shifted position and gestured for him to lie back. When he did, I put one knee on the couch by his shoulder and kept my other foot on the floor.
“Let your head hang over the arm rest.” I cupped his head in my hand and helped him position himself like I wanted him. “That’s good, baby. I’m going to give you my cock. All of it. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
He nodded as he looked up at me. I brushed the tip of my cock across his lips, leaving a trail of precum. “Good. Now open for me.”
When he did, I pushed into him. He choked at first, but eventually he relaxed, swallowing around me and letting me in. It was the hottest damn thing I’d ever seen.
He needed me to protect him, to pleasure him. Keeping him safe wasn’t just a job, and this wasn’t just fucking. It was real, and it was what I wanted.
After a few more shallow thrusts, I pushed deeper. “That’s it, sweetheart. You can do it. You can swallow my whole cock.”
It took a little while, but eventually he took all of me. I held him there, his nose pressed against my pubic bone and lips obscenely stretched.
When I knew he had to be running out of air, I pulled out. He gasped, staring at me. “I… So good. Like it even when… when I… can’t breathe.”
“God, you are something else.”
He smiled. “More, please.”
“Fuck yes. I’m going to spill my load down your throat.” I pushed in again and laid a hand against his neck. Feeling the bulge of my cock inside him almost made me come. He sputtered around me and tears leaked from his eyes, but I held myself still, pushing him a few seconds longer before pulling back so he could breathe.
He smiled at me as he coughed and wiped his mouth. “Do it again.” His voice was rough and scratchy, his lips puffy and swollen. I knew his throat had to hurt, but his determination was intoxicating. He definitely wasn’t fragile.
I pushed in again, and he swallowed around me, humming. I was so close to losing control. I fucked his mouth with deep, rough strokes, going harder than I should. He grasped my thighs, but he didn’t try to push me away. A moment later, he dropped one hand to his cock. The realization that he was getting off on this broke me. I drove into his throat one more time and came.
He fought to swallow everything I gave him. Cum leaked from his mouth, and I rubbed it into his face with my thumbs.
He arched up, and I felt the splash of his cum against my thighs as I pulled my cock from his mouth.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I asked when he’d finished.
“So good.” The words were scratchy. I should get him some water, but I wanted to hold him against me and reassure myself I hadn’t gone too far.
He reached for me, and I was going to pull him into my arms, but he surprised me by repositioning himself to kiss me. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, and all I could do was open and enjoy the taste of myself on him.
He clung to me, arms around my neck, fingers sliding into my hair. I pulled him onto my lap, and he wrapped his legs around me. Jesus, I already wanted him again.
We finally broke the kiss, and he smiled at me. “I’ve been thinking about doing that for so long. There were days I just wanted to get on my knees in front of you to see if you’d let me.”
Holy fuck. “I wanted to order you to do it but only in private. You raw and open like this is only for me.” His eyes widened, and I brushed my thumb over his swollen lips. “Your mouth is fucking magic.”
“I’m sure you’re used to much better than that.”
“No, baby. It doesn’t matter how much practice someone has. Nobody can fake that kind of enthusiasm.”
That made him smile. “I loved it. I wasn’t sure if I really could do that, but I wasn’t scared with you. I knew you’d take care of me. You wouldn’t choke me for too long, and… well… I like being controlled by you. I know that’s…”
“There’s nothing wrong with liking it. I love being in control. Telling you what to do and having you do it, feeling you surrender, is fucking perfect.
“No. I’m not—”
I kissed him again to stop him. He was so wrong.
15
Ezra
I forgot everything while Leo kissed me. When he pulled away, he held me in place with his gaze.
“I don’t know what anyone has said to you in the past, but you’re beautiful, caring, brave, and so damn sexy. I don’t want you to even consider that you’re not good enough for me, because, sweetheart, it’s the other way around.”