บททั้งหมดของ Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

He proceeded to prove his point, his tongue working me over thoroughly until I was sweating and shaking and desperate for more. Just when I thought I might actually come from his tongue alone, he pulled back."Color?" he asked, his voice rough."Green," I gasped. "So green. Please don't stop.""Not stopping, baby. Just changing tactics." I heard him moving, heard the click of a bottle cap opening. "Going to open you up properly. Going to make you feel so good you forget everything but my name."His slick finger circled my entrance, teasing, before slowly pushing inside. After his tongue, the stretch was different, more substantial. He worked that finger in and out, adding more lube, making sure I was comfortable before adding a second."So tight," he breathed, scissoring his fingers. "Love how you grip my fingers. Can't wait to feel you around my cock again."He curled his fingers, finding my prostate and rubbing circles over it. The pleasure was so intense that I couldn't hold back t

I woke to the sensation of something cold and wet dripping onto my chest. My eyes flew open to find Dante kneeling over me, holding a rapidly melting ice cube and grinning wickedly."What are you doing?" I asked, shivering as water trickled down my skin."Waking you up," he said simply, dragging the ice cube down my chest, circling one nipple. "We've been in bed all day. Time to see the rest of the house.""I'm not sure I can walk," I admitted. My ass was sore in the best way, and my legs felt like jelly."You can walk," he said confidently, dragging the ice lower, over my stomach. "I made sure of it. Didn't fuck you hard enough to actually hurt you."The ice reached my hip bone and I gasped at the cold sensation. "What time is it?""Almost six. We slept another two hours." He replaced the ice with his mouth, his tongue hot against my cold skin. "Hungry yet?"My stomach chose that moment to growl loudly, answering for me.He laughed. "I'll take that as a yes. Come on. Let's go raid th

His cock pushed inside in one smooth thrust, my body offering almost no resistance. I was so open for him, so used, and the thought should have embarrassed me but instead made me clench around him."Fuck, still so tight," he groaned, starting to move immediately. "How is that possible? I've been inside you all fucking day and you still grip my cock like a vice."His pace was brutal from the start, hips slamming against my ass with force that made the table creak beneath us. Plates rattled with each thrust, our forgotten dinner threatening to slide off the edge."Harder," I gasped, bracing my hands against the table. "Please, sir, harder."He obliged, one hand fisting in my hair and pulling my head back while the other gripped my hip hard enough to add to the collection of bruises already forming. The angle changed and suddenly he was hitting my prostate with every thrust, making me see stars."Going to fill this greedy hole again," he growled in my ear. "Going to pump you so full of m

In the downstairs bathroom, he bent me over the sink and took me again, this time quick and hard, both of us desperate despite our exhaustion. Then the home office, where he had me bent over the desk, my cheek pressed against the wood while he pounded into me from behind.Each time he came inside me, each room we defiled, I felt more claimed, more owned, more completely his.By the time we stumbled toward the pool, the sun had set and I'd lost count of how many times he'd filled me. My body was one giant ache, every muscle trembling, my hole so swollen and used that I could barely walk."One more," he promised, helping me outside. "The pool. Then we're done for tonight.""Dante," I whimpered, even as I followed him. "I really can't. It hurts."He stopped immediately, his hands cupping my face. "Hurts bad or hurts good?"I thought about it. My body was screaming for rest, but underneath the soreness was a deep satisfaction, a pleasant ache that reminded me of exactly what we'd been doi

He was right. Saliva was dripping down my chin, tears gathering in my eyes from the effort of taking him so deep. I must have looked completely debauched, and from the way his cock throbbed against my tongue, he loved every second of it."Touch yourself," he ordered, his hips moving faster. "Want you hard again while you suck my cock."I wrapped my hand around my cock, already half-hard despite having just come, and started stroking. The position was awkward, bent over him while trying to pleasure myself, but the discomfort only made it hotter."Gonna come down your throat," he warned, his rhythm becoming erratic. "Swallow all of it. Don't waste a drop."His cock swelled and then he was coming, flooding my mouth with his release. I swallowed frantically, trying to keep up, but there was so much that some leaked out around my lips and dripped down my chin.When he finally pulled out, I was a mess, gasping for breath, my face covered in spit and cum, my own cock hard and leaking in my h