Page 109 of Never Say Never

"Open up for me, sweet cheeks. I want my cock sloppy wet for when I fuck you."

York licked his lips, but refused to open them. I grinned.

"Really?" He was in a mood. If I knew my boss was into being manhandled I would have started him off a lot differently. I gripped his cheeks, forcing his mouth open.

York groaned as his lips parted and his tongue came out. I shoved my cock into his mouth and groaned.

"Bite me and know I will hurt you twice as bad."

York's cock twitched, and I made a mental note that my boss had a secret side to him that I fully planned to take advantage of. I rocked forward as wet heat surrounded my cock.

"Fuck, you're bad at this. Move your tongue, sweet cheeks." I forced more of my cock into his mouth not giving a damn if it wasn't the best blow job. The fact it was York was already pushing me toward climax. My toes curled as I pumped in and out of his mouth.

He gagged, and I nearly came. I pulled back, heart battering against my ribcage. "That was close." I laughed.

York looked dazed, his mouth still open. He licked his lips as if still tasting me. I leaned forward and stole a kiss, unable to help myself. Tasting me on his lips had to be the most intoxicating thing in the world.

"Get on your hands and knees." When York didn't move fast enough for me, I helped flip him over.

He glanced over his shoulder at me like I'd lost my mind.

"All that violence means I can do things other men can't." I was behind York, the tip of my cock against his hole.

"Condom," York moaned out as I pushed forward.

"Not happening." I bottomed out, shoving my full length inside of him. The heat had me in a chokehold. I swallowed a few times trying to get my tongue to work along with my brain. I leaned forward until my lips pressed against York's ear. "You're mine. That means I'm going to fill you with every drop of cum so you can feel me in the deepest parts of you. Can't deny me then, can you?"

"You’re an asshole," York groaned.

I laughed, giving him another second before slowly pulling out. Every inch I moved out felt like York's body was desperately trying to suck me back in. I wasn't going to last long. He shouldn't feel so fucking good. I rocked forward, only to pull back out and do it all over again. I moved until I found that spot that would drive York insane. The moment my cock hit his prostate, there was an instant change in York. His ass lifted and he pushed back against me.

"Is that the good spot, baby?"

"Do it again," York moaned.

Happily. I pulled back and hit the same spot. York let out a growly moan that had my toes curling. He was a big, muscular man taking my cock like he was made for it.

I slapped my hand over his mouth. "Shh, we have kids." I slammed my cock into him, and his back arched.

York's moans were muffled against my palm as his ass tried to milk me.

"Fuck, you feel good, sweet cheeks. You're addictive all around." I picked up the pace, fucking York the way he was always meant to be fucked. "I can't ever give you up."

He was stuck with me for eternity. He wouldn’t even be able to escape me using witness protection. There was no out, not anymore. York didn't correct me; he was trembling as he moved with my thrusts. He rubbed his cock on the covers chasing his own pleasure. We both were lost in webs of ecstasy, stuck and unable to find a way out. Not that I was looking for an escape. If it was with York, I'd happily stay this way with the outside world nothing but a blur.

"P-Paolo," York moaned. His hole tightened around me, and I swore under my breath.

"That's it, baby. Milk my cock." I groaned as pleasure rocked through me. I tried to stave off my climax just so I could keep going but the telltale tingle at the base of my spine was all the warning I got.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. You’re mine, York." My thrusts were shallow as I filled him with every ounce of cum I had been building up. Euphoria was a soft glowy haze that surrounded me as my muscles finally caved, and I fell on top of York. He grunted but otherwise said nothing. My breathing slowly calmed down as my heart stopped trying to escape. I slowly pulled out of York, moaning at the way his body still tried to hold onto me. If my entire body wasn't on fire, I'd gladly do it again.

I sat up on my knees and looked down at York, spreading his cheeks. My cum dripped out, and I pushed it back in.

"What the hell?" York mumbled.

"Stop letting it leak out."

York glanced over his shoulder. "How in the hell am I supposed to do that?"