Page 30 of Cuddly Demon

"There is one thing I can do."

Pushing his legs back, I ram my face in his ass, licking his juicy hole. Saint cries out in pleasure, moaning and panting as I dive deeper.

I push my tongue all the way in, exploring every inch of his tightness. I swirl it around, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.

"Oh my god," Saint cries out, his body trembling.

I lick his ass, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. His delicious, juicy folds are ambrosia to my tongue, ten times tastier than the rosé we're drinking.

Saint pumps his cock while I rim him. The way his hand furiously grinds on his dick lets me know he's ready to come.

I kiss his folds. "Let it out. Don't hold back. I know you want this, beautiful boy. It's your first time getting rimmed—getting this sexy ass ate. You won't be a virgin for long. Not at this rate."

Saint hollers out as his orgasm explodes out of him. He comes all over my face, hot jets rocketing out of his tip, unstoppable.

I lick my way up his body, savoring the taste of his orgasm. Then, I kiss him passionately, letting him know how much I care about him and how special he is to me.

"Damn." I suck his lower lip. "You're divine."

"You're amazing," Saint breathes, his eyes closed from pleasure.

I milk his shaft some more, adoring the way it jolts under my fingers. Saint scrunches his face as he comes again, squirting with even more intensity than before.

"Onyx," he gasps, his body trembling.

I kiss his forehead and hold him close, whispering sweet words in his ear. When his breathing slows, his eyes flutter open as he smiles.

"Thank you," he whispers. "I’m spent."

I press a gentle kiss to his lips. "It was my pleasure. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"I did. Thank you for accepting me and not trying to change my interests. I'll never forget it."

"Me neither. I'm glad I could make you happy."

It's hard not to think that I'm falling in love with Saint.

TWELVE

SAINT

"You're dead meat."

"No, you are."

"No, you."

I maneuver my character into a sports car, then gun it down the street. Onyx attempts to follow suit, but he's too slow.

"Crap," Onyx hollers, shoving chips into his mouth. "I can't figure out how to steer this thing."

I roll my eyes. "I showed you before we started."

"I forgot."

With a groan, I grab his controller and jab the yellow button. "That's the acceleration."

Because I take my hand off my own controller, my dude in the pickup truck crashes into a tree.