2. Storm

Chapter 2

Storm

A shby's bedroom smells like him. The instant I step inside, my cock hardens, and an animalistic need claws its way up my spine. I kick off my shoes and climb onto his bed, rolling around the sheets until I feel satisfied they smell like me. After about five minutes, I stop and tug off my pants, underwear, and shirt.

I grip my aching cock, swiping at the bead of precome wetting my tip. I give my thick length a couple of pumps as images of Ashby lying naked in this bed fill my mind. My fist moves faster as the fantasy in my head grows.

Ashby whines, burying his face in the pillow. His hips buck as he grinds his dick into the sheets, desperate for any friction he can get. I swat his ass hard, a red print appearing instantly.

"Please, Storm!" he begs, and I growl, settling myself between his spread legs. "It hurts!"

"I know, Sunshine," I coo, running my hands up his bare thighs and over his plump ass. I grip his hips and lift them into the air. Forcing his legs further apart, I get a glimpse between his cheeks. "Fuck baby, your pretty little hole is desperate for me, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes," he chants, and I allow myself to give in to the dark urges inside me.

I fall forward and lick a strip from the top of his crack down to his balls. His entrance twitches as I pass over it, and he screams when I probe the tight ring of muscle with the tip of my tongue.

"Soon I'm going to claim this ass," I groan against his tender skin. "I'm going to stretch you open, stuff you full of my cock, and fill you with my come." Ashby lets out a keening cry, his hands fisting the sheets in a white-knuckle hold. "But not yet. Tonight, I'm going to lube you with my spit and use my fingers to stretch you open. I'm going to take you to the edge over and over without letting you come. Not until you're desperate, begging and crying for your release."

"Oh god!" Ashby cries, and I give him one final lick before pulling back. "Wha… What? Why did you stop!"

"Flip over," I demand, slapping his ass again, loving the way it jiggles beneath my hand. When he moves too slowly, I grab his hip and manhandle his small body until he is lying the way I want. "Hands above your head." He follows my orders, and I reach up, pulling two lengths of silky rope from the headboard. "I'm going to tie your hands. Can't have you trying to stop me when I'm playing with what's mine."

Ashby shivers as I secure the ropes around each wrist, giving them a tug to make sure they will hold but aren't too tight. Satisfied, I move down enough to place a feather-light kiss on his pouty lips. He tries to deepen the kiss, but I pull back, chuckling evilly when he whimpers.

"Patience, Sunshine. You're going to need it," I say, sucking a mark on his jaw.

I kiss my way down his neck and bite his shoulder hard enough to leave an instant bruise and indentations of my teeth. Ashby bucks, and I feel his wet cock brush against my belly. I peer down at it and lick my lips when I see how swollen and red his erection is. My Sunshine is already so close to exploding for me.

Moaning, I kiss Ashby's pebbled nipples, sucking first one, then the next until they are slick and hard. Satisfied with my work, I kiss, lick, suck and bite my way down Ashby's body, my cock growing harder with each new mark I place on my Sunshine's pale flesh. I ignore his dick when I reach his waist, kissing around his base and along his hips without giving him what he wants most.

"Fuck!" Ashby shouts. "Please, Storm! No more. Please. Don't make me wait any longer. Stop teasing me. Please!"

"God, the sound of you begging has me ready to explode hands-free," I groan, gripping myself in a tight fist to stop the building pleasure.

Ashby's tongue flicks out, wetting his pink lips, and I track the movement.

"Please, Storm," Ashby whimpers, his pupils blown and erection bobbing against his belly. "I need you."

"Tell me who you belong to," I demand in a gruff voice.

"You. Only you. Always you." Ashby gasps, his eyes fluttering closed. "I'm yours, Storm."

"Fuck yeah you are."

I dive down, swallowing Ashby's thick length whole. The tangy taste of precome coats my tongue and I moan. Ashby gasps, hips pushing up, forcing his cock deeper, and I gag around him.

"Do I need to tie you down, or are you going to be a good little slut and let me take care of you?" I ask, voice husky. Ashby shakes his head, eyes wide. "Who's in charge here?"

"You are, Storm," he whispers, pupils blown. His tongue flicks out, wetting his lower lip as he scans my body.

"That's right."

I settle myself on my belly and wrap my arms around his thighs, pinning his hips to the mattress. I give his balls a few quick licks before returning to his dick.

"You are not allowed to come until I tell you. Is that clear?"

He nods and I swallow his cock once more. I bob my head up and down, keeping my eyes on his face. When his expression pinches and I feel his balls pull tight, I release him. Ashby screams and whines, but I ignore him, moving a single finger to his entrance. I circle his hole, putting light pressure against it before pulling back. When the tight ring of muscle finally relaxes, push my finger inside him.

I pump inside a few times and curl my finger, searching for that tiny bundle of nerves I know will have him wailing in seconds. Sure enough, Ashby cries out, his back arching off the mattress when I hit his prostate. I press against it again and again, loving each and every sound that falls from Ashby's mouth. When he reaches the edge once more, I pull my finger free.

Tears roll down Ashby's cheeks, and I rub gentle circles over his belly until he relaxes. I spit on his entrance to make it just a little slicker and push two fingers inside, transfixed by the way he stretches around me, allowing me into his body. I let myself enjoy the sight for a minute longer, then take his cock back into my mouth. I match the bob of my head with the pumps of my fingers, building his pleasure again.

"You can come whenever you want, Sunshine. Feed me your come, baby," I tell him and quickly swallow him down. It only takes two more thrusts before he explodes. His screams echo through the room, his body trembling with pleasure as ropes of come flood my mouth. I swallow everything down and continue to suck and lick him as he comes down from his orgasm.

I pull back and rise to my knees, staring down at him. Taking my cock in hand, I pump my length, loving the way Ashby watches me.

"Can… can I suck you?" he asks in a raspy voice.

"Of course you can, Sunshine." I crawl up his body and place my knees on either side of his head, my cock hanging over his face.

"You're mine too," Ashby says, staring directly into my eyes. "You're mine just as much as I'm yours. Right?" I hate the slight tremble of insecurity in his voice.

"Yes, Sunshine. You own me. Every single inch of me is yours. You fill my every thought. You are, and always will be, the most important person in my life. We belong to each other. Now and forever."

"I love you," Ashby says, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on the underside of my erection.

"I love you too," I say. "I never thought I would love anyone. But the moment I saw you, I knew you were it for me."

"Give me your cock, Storm," Ashby demands with a rare spark of command in his voice. "I need it."

I slip my dick between his lips and moan as the wet heat surrounds me. My head falls back as I get lost in the feeling of Ashby's mouth. I lean forward after a moment, one hand moving to fist his hair as the other grips the headboard, giving me a deeper angle. I thrust into his throat, nearly coming when it spasms around me.

"Fuck Sunshine, you're so perfect. Your mouth feels so good around my cock I'm not going to last long," I say and thrust faster.

Ashby moans, the vibrations traveling up my length and settling in my balls. I allow myself to let go and my orgasm bursts from me.

With a shout, I'm pulled from the fantasy, spurts of come covering my belly. I breathe hard, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I come down from such an intense orgasm. Flopping back against the pillows, I fight to slow my heartbeat and steady my breathing.

It takes a few minutes until I feel calm enough to move. When I do, I grab the sheet and use it to clean the release from my body. My cock twitches, fighting to get hard again at the thought of covering his bed with my come and my scent. I only wish Ashby was here and it was his skin I was covered with my claiming mark.

The sound of a lock turning reaches me. I jolt up in bed, searching for my clothes. They are scattered on the floor, and I jump from the bed, rushing around the room, gathering everything in my arms. I hear the front door open and look around for a hiding place. The closet door is cracked, so I slip inside and quickly pull my clothing back on, watching for Ashby to come into his room.

I can hear him moving around his apartment, humming a Christmas tune softly and the urge to burst from the closet and take what's mine bubbles to the surface. I force it down, unwilling to test Dad and Marry's conviction to their threats.

Soon , I promise myself. I won't let them keep us apart for much longer .

My heart races, pulse-pounding, as Ashby steps into the room and starts to strip out of his clothes.