Putting him out of his misery, my lips wrap around his balls, sucking them into my mouth, and lapping my tongue all around. I wrap my hand around his length, stroking him slow and even, while I continue to work his balls.
As soon as I can tell he’s getting close, I pull off him, making my way around the table. His chest is rising and falling with shallow breaths, and his pupils have devoured the green of his irises. With the caramel in hand, I drizzle some around his right nipple, then his left.
“You’re a tease,” he groans, moving his hand to fist himself.
“Ah-ah. Hands above your head.”
He glowers at me, but obeys, hands stretched out above his head, clasped together.
“Good boy.”
My tongue dances around his nipple, slurping the caramel off. Blowing air on his now wet nipple, I love watching a shiver run through him and goosebumps erecting over every inch of his flesh. His dick is still standing tall, begging for more attention and dripping for me.
Making my way to the other side of the table, I devour the drizzle off the other nipple as he continues to fight with staying still. His hands remain above his head, but if the way he’s fisting them is any indication, he’s dying to touch me… or himself.
Positioning myself at the end of the table again, between his wide-open thighs, my gaze stays locked on his face as I jack myself unabashedly. “Fuck,Crew. You’ve got me so goddamn horny.”
He whimpers and squirms, but otherwise, says nothing. His bottom lip is tucked between his teeth, gnawing on it, while his dark eyes never leave the hand working my cock.
“What about you, baby boy? You think you’re ready to come?” My head tilts to the side a smidge while I smirk at him devilishly.
“You know I am, asshole,” he grumbles angrily, but the slight lift to his lip gives him away.
“Ask nicely.”
He huffs, clearly exasperated. “You’re the worst.”
“What was that? That didn’t sound like asking nicely.”
“Please, Anderson, make me come… before I kick your ass and do it myself.”
I bark out a laugh at that last part, but lean down and take his cock in my mouth anyway. His hips buck off the table, gagging me, a deep-throated groan sounding from him. One hand comes up, massaging and rolling his balls, while my other glides along his abs and chest to tweak his nipple between my fingers.
“Shit,fuck! Unghh, yes, like that.”
My dick is throbbing and aching for a release of its own. Swallowing his entire cock, my nose brushes against the trimmed, dark hairs at the base while my throat swallows around his length. The taste of pre-cum overtakes my senses as he swears under his breath.
“I’m close, baby.”
Every single time he calls mebaby, I swear my heart palpitates. I moan around his dick, and seconds later, he thickens in my mouth as he erupts hot cum down my throat with a deep, guttural groan.
Popping off his cock, I stand back, shoving my pants the rest of the way down until they pool at my ankles. “On your knees,” I order, my voice low and husky.
He’s in a post-orgasm haze as he slides off the table and drops down in front of me, peering up into my eyes through his dark lashes.
Fisting my cock and bringing it up to his lips, his tongue darts out, licking the tip and groaning. “Open wide.”
He complies, allowing me to shove my cock past his lips and down his throat. His eyes water, and he gags but doesn’t make me stop. Instead, he closes his mouth around me, hollows his cheeks, andsuckslike he’s the starving one now.
His hand tugs on my balls while his head bobs up and down on my dick. Spit is dripping out of his mouth, slurping sounds filling the air. He sucks my cock like he’s worshiping it, showing reverence, and begging for absolution. A heady sense of love and adoration pours out of him as his eyes flutter closed, losing himself in this moment.
Watching my cock disappear down his throat is potent, and a carnal, animalistic need rages through me. My fingers stroke his sharp jaw as he sucks me closer to ecstasy. “I wish you could see yourself,” I rasp. “How fucking good you look choking on my cock.”
He moans, completely lost in the desire to please me. His eyes open half mast, watching me as he brings me right to the edge of euphoria.
My hands come up to his head, fisting his dark, short strands, yanking his mouth off me. His eyes fly open, that hungry gaze fixated on me, tongue swiping across his red, swollen lips.
“You like being my little toy, don’t you? Like me shoving my cock down your throat, taking what I want from you?”