Page 110 of Hockey Boy

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Page 110 of Hockey Boy

I whimper, suddenly starved for air. I’m dizzy with lust, bucking against the bed, needing his touch. He laughs behind me, still pinning me down with a hand to my back.

“Look at you, humping the bed. You need release?”

“Yes,” I rasp.

The sound of his hand cracking against my bare ass registers before the stinging sensation.

“Too bad,” he grits out. “We’re going to have you soaking these sheets before we give you what you need, Princess.”

“And we know what you need,” he adds in that darker timbre. “’Cause we’ve been following you. Watching you.Stalkingyou.”

My chest rises and falls, my breathing ragged. Aiden removes his hand from my back, the loss of him so acute, it makes my chest ache. Cold liquid hits my ass, startling a gasp from me. Then warm fingers massage slowly between my cheeks. When he presses his thumb inside my tight hole, I flinch.

“Breathe, Princess. I promise this will make you feel so good.”

With a deep breath in, I will my body to relax.

Aiden caresses my back, silent assurance and praise, as he works his thumb in farther. Then more liquid is poured onto my ass, and his thumb is replaced by a cool metal object.

“Holy shit,” I hiss, recognizing the feel of the anal plug.

“Stay,” he mutters. That single word is followed by the loss of his heat.

Seconds tick by, my clit pulsing more fiercely as the anticipation builds. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so turned on in my life.

The bed dips. “Fuck her throat until her ass is ready.”

Desire ignites in my veins as his voice transitions to that stern tone again.

“On all fours,” he instructs, guiding me with his hands on my hips. When I’m in position, he tilts my chin up. “Open.” He grasps my jaw with the slightest force, and I eagerly oblige. He feeds the head of his cock into my mouth, my lips against his hot, hard length, my tongue laving over the barbells. I gag almost immediately.

In response, he grips my throat and squeezes lightly. “You’ll take this cock all the way to here without complaint.” He presses against my vocal cords.

I hum in anticipation as he sinks deeper, the cool metal of each barbel warming against my tongue. When his tip is touching the back of my throat, when my eyes are stinging and I’m fighting for air, he squeezes my neck again. “Now swallow.”

I do as he says, and when I don’t gag this time, his hold on my throat becomes a gentle massage. “I can feel myself right here.”

“She’s doing so well.” His voice is deeper again. The way he transitions between soft and hard makes me wetter. My every fantasy floods me until they blend together, leaving me throbbing with need. “Now fuck her throat until she comes.”

I couldn’t. He couldn’t…

But I’m already so close, there’s a throb between my legs. Is it possible? Could giving him pleasure be enough to make me come?

Fisting my hair, he thrusts, his pace relentless. I’m whimpering and tearing up from the intensity. Without the ability to see my surroundings, I’m hyper-focused on every sensation. I can only rely on him to control me so I don’t fall forward or choke. Every move is more intense.

Without slowing, he pinches my nipple. The move has me flexing around the plug, and then my entire body bursts into tingles, and I moan around his cock. He pulls out quickly, jerking my head back as I cry out his name.

“Holy fuck, Aiden. I’m coming.”

The next thing I know, he’s sliding beneath me, sucking my clit into his mouth.

“Yes, you are. You’re dripping all over my face. Fuck, you’re so sweet,” he rasps between sucking and licking and nipping at my clit. When he impales me with his tongue, my eyes practically roll to the back of my head. “I think she’s ready.” He punctuates the observation by sucking my pussy fiercely, like he’s trying to inhale me.

He slides from beneath me and replaces his body with a pillow. “Lean on this. If it getsto be too much, bite down on it so we don’t wake the entire hotel.”

“Cocky much?” I taunt.

Instantly, he lands a sharp slap to my ass, pulling a squeal from me. I’m not sure how he got there, but now he’s behind me, and already, my body is raring to go again.




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