Page 75 of His Secret
“Oh, yeah. That’s good. Oh, god. You can do it. Ahh.”
Pinpricks of heat cover my body. I’m no longer satisfied with just this. I want more. Everything inside of me is begging and pleading for more of him.
“I’m so fucking hard,” I say, reaching into my boxers to give my cock some attention.
“Let me see.”
I move to the side and shove my boxers down my thighs before stroking my dick again. He opens his mouth then closes it.
“What do you want me to do?”
I know that’s not what he was going to say initially, but I get why he’s allowing me to make the decisions. It’s just notnecessary. Decision has been made. Right or wrong, there’s no going back, and there’s definitely no stopping.
If I’m condemning myself; I might as well have the best fucking time doing it.
“Whatever you want,” I answer.
He hesitates for only a second before getting up. “Lie down.”
I listen, kicking off my boxers the rest of the way before reaching for my erection.
“No,” he says, getting between my parted legs. “Let me.”
His hand takes over, his palm warm against my skin. I suck in a shuddering breath as he tightens his grip and moves it slowly up and down.
“You’re right. You’re so fucking hard.” A quick pause, his eyes flickering up to meet my gaze. “For me.”
I moan. “Yes.”
“Can I taste you?” he asks, his voice low and sultry. “Is that what you want?”
“Fuck.” I suck in a breath as he continues to stroke me gently. “Yes. Yes, I want it.”
There’s a low growl in his throat before he lowers himself, and I watch with bated breath as his lips part, his pink tongue dancing across his bottom lip before he takes me inside his mouth.
My cock slides across his tongue, reaching for the back of his throat before he eases back up. His mouth is magical, and as he coats me with his saliva, his free hand comes up to massage my balls.
“Lordhavemercy,” I mutter, the words strung together as I push my palms into my eyes. “Holy shit.”
Matías moans, continuing his actions before pulling away. My cock slips free from his mouth, but his hand keeps stroking. I watch as he drops onto his stomach and then I feelhis tongue twirl around my balls before sucking one into his mouth.
“Holy fuck,” I say with a gasp. “Oh, god. Oh, god. Yes. Yes.”
He moves to the other one, his hand still keeping up pace on my cock. My brain doesn’t know how to work properly anymore. I utter words that don’t form proper sentences. I reach for his head, then I grab the covers before changing my mind and tugging on my own hair.
“Matías,” I moan, my voice breathy and desperate. “Oh, my god.”
His tongue dips slightly lower, teasing the idea of licking another spot on my body that’s gone ignored for years.
“Jesus fuck,” I cry.
He does it once more before coming back up and taking my dick in his mouth.
His fingers continue to play with my balls, sometimes sliding between my cheeks. He doesn’t push, but just gently glides over the hole. Meanwhile, his mouth works me over. I’m near combustion, but there's no way we can stop now. I feel like I haven’t done enough. I haven’t had my fill of him yet.
“Matías,” I breathe. “I’m close. I can’t?—”
“You ready to come for me?” he asks.