5. Cory

CHAPTER 5

Cory

=Keeping Reese’s hands off me was an exercise in torture. For both of us. It was clear in the way he moved that he acquiesced to me with far more reluctance than he was used to, but he must have believed, as I did, that the payoff would be worth it. Reese was still dressed as he climbed onto the bed. Still with his dick hanging out. As hot as it was, I wanted to see more of him. All of him.

“Strip that shirt off,” I told him. He scrutinized my expression, my demeanor, looking for any sort of weakness. Any sort of indication that I was bluffing.

I was not.

He reached behind him and grabbed his tee by the back of the neck and pulled it up over his head. He held my gaze after, making a show of tossing it aside, then leaning back as he was told with his hands behind his head.

He hated it. It was plain as day that when he’d knocked on my hotel room door, he had specific expectations of how the night was going to go. And I’d already defied them. Now I wanted to obliterate them. I wanted to wedge myself so far under his skin that he’d jerk off to memories of tonight for the rest of his life.

I climbed onto the bed and he watched me like he was the predator. His stare stayed intense and hungry, like he could rip me apart with a look alone. Reese watched my approach as I crawled up the bed, straddling his legs. Grabbing his pants, I pulled them down to his knees. It would restrict his movements, but give me more access to him.

He had a gorgeous cock, but I already knew that from having my mouth wrapped around it. I loved sucking dick. I also loved the look of surprise on the faces of submissive men when a dominant got on his knees and took their cocks into his mouth. Pleasure and power weren’t different sides of the same coin. For me, they were different depths in the same ocean.

He must have had the same thought, because a defiant look flared to life in Reese’s eyes, like he’d realized he was in uncharted territory and was about to bolt.

“You’ve been so good for me, Reese.” I inched further up his body, pressing kisses to his abdomen. His chest. I licked a nipple. Listened to his heart crash against his ribcage. Sucked the nipple into my mouth and teased it with my tongue before doing the same thing to the other one.

He flinched, clearly coming to the end of his run with the whole no-touching thing. I didn’t have the time or the knowledge of him to know if it was his patience that had been spread thin, or his capacity to be on the receiving end of someone’s sexual attention when it wasn’t specifically ordered. I didn’t want to guess because the Reese in my head was different from the Reese that had shown up at my door. And I wasn’t mad about that one little bit.

“How talented do you think you are?” I asked, sliding my nose up the curve of his throat. I caressed the shell of his ear with the tip of my tongue and felt him shiver beneath me. “Do you think you can suck me off and open me up at the same time?”

He inhaled sharply. Whatever he’d expected me to say, it hadn’t been that.

I didn’t wait for him to respond. I moved up the bed, pausing only to grab the lube and a row of condoms from the night stand—I was always prepared—before straddling his chest.

Upon seeing my dick wave in his face, Reese freed his hands from their prison behind his head and immediately grabbed a handful off my ass in each one. He hauled me close and stuffed my cock in his mouth.

Reaching down, I stroked my fingers through his hair. “Easy, now. That’s a good boy. I’m not going anywhere just yet.”

Reese looked up at me and his eyes showed me the scowl his face couldn’t.

“Give me your fingers, Reese. You’ll need to lube me up.”

He huffed and tried to pull back to say something, but I slid my hand further into his hair and gripped it tight, trapping him where he was.

“You’ve been a good boy so far, don’t you want to earn a special reward? Only the very best boys get to have my ass.”

The air in the room didn’t dare move until Reese gave me his decision. He glared up at me, mouthful of cock, and then his hand came into view.

I smiled down at him, applied a generous amount of lube to his fingers, then stroked my hand through his hair again. “Now, you’re going to get those fingers inside me, and I’m going to ride them the way you’ll wish I was riding your cock, and when you make me come, I’ll ride your dick for real.”

Reese took my instructions to heart, finding my hole and giving me only the most basic, barest, courtesy of easing a finger in to make sure I wasn’t going to be hurt before adding the second. The stretch fucking burned at first and I rocked forward as if I could escape it.

“Your fingers feel so fucking good, Reese.” His other arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer, urging me to fuck his face instead of his hand. I had to reach up and grab the headboard to steady myself. “Easy now. Don’t rush me.”

Reese exhaled through his nose, but didn’t relax his hold on me. Instead, he swirled his tongue around the head of my cock every chance he got. And when it went too deep for him to do anything but breathe, he swallowed around me, gripping me tight with his throat and his hands.

I rocked back and forth on him, my orgasm building faster than I’d intended it, but I held it back. I wanted to play with him for as long as he’d let me. For as long as I could. My impending departure from the city felt increasingly unfair, but I was determined to make the most of the few hours we had.

“Are you hard for me, Reese?” I asked, my voice dripping with sex and want. His response was to spear his fingers deeper inside me. I clutched the headboard as I continued to assault his face with my cock…as he continued to prep my ass with his fingers. A sheen of sweat built on my skin and I could feel the way my body tightened and primed for release.

“I bet you want to fuck me now. I bet you’re dying to get that fat cock inside me, aren’t you, Reese? But you know what I want you to do, don’t you? You know what I told you to do.”

Reese stifled a sound, then growled. His fingers dug into my waist as he clung to me, and his others, the ones in my ass, went absolutely still, then he relaxed his throat.

I released the headboard to stroke my fingers through his hair. “That’s a good boy.”

I thrust back on his fingers, taking control and fucking myself as deep as I could, but it wasn’t deep enough. I rocked forward again, fucking his face, stuffing my cock down his throat until his eyes watered, then I rolled back on his fingers.

I tipped my head back, returned both hands to the headboard, and fucked Reese’s face. I let myself be as loud as I wanted. I let all kinds of praise fall from my lips about how good his mouth felt around my cock. About how amazing his dick would feel when I finally let him stick it in my ass.

If I had more time, I’d draw it out. I’d fuck his face until he begged me to stop. I’d let him fuck me until he came and then I’d flip him over and rail him until he couldn’t sit, stand, or swallow ever again without thinking about me. It was that thought which had my orgasm barreling down on me.

I was ready to come.

“Do you want me to come in your mouth, Reese?”

I held my breath and every atom in my body clenched and waited for his answer.