Page 129 of Pulse Zero
It’s like he’s literal perfection.
I nod appreciatively, words lost to me.
He holds my gaze as he takes my length in his hand and gives it a stroke that has precum beading at the tip and my eyes threatening to roll back in my head. But I force them to stay on him.
“I’ve never done this before.” He doesn’t say it with much vulnerability, more so stating a fact. “I may not be very good.”
When I realize what he means, I swallow and shake my head. “Impossible.”
He’s literal perfection.
He gives me a feral grin before he uses his tongue to sweep up my precum, making me whimper as he tastes it. Then he tongues my slit, like he wants inside as badly as his shadows did the other day, like he could find more precum to lick up.
I writhe on the bed as he keeps going, shadows still playing with my nipples.
I don’t know how I’m going to survive this. It’s already so fucking much.
“Reese,” I whine.
He doesn’t make me beg more than that, wrapping his lips around my cock and sucking me down. Andnowmy eyes roll into the back of my head because…fucking fuck. I’ve never felt something this good before. I mean, I’ve had blowjobs, sure. But Reese’s mouth? No, there will never be anything better.
Taking my balls in one hand, he rolls them in his palm while his other hand strokes me in a perfectly synced rhythm with his mouth moving up and down my shaft. Meanwhile, his shadows continue their assault on my nipples while more of them wrap around my throat, applying pressure but not cutting off my air.
Fuuuck. I had no idea the human body could feel this good.
Whatever was causing the shadows to make me feel so awful during our last encounter isn’t the case right now. There’ssomethingthere that’s a little uncomfortable and bleak, but it has absolutely no power over me in this moment.
I vaguely register hearing a noise come from somewhere beside my head. My brain can’t really make sense of it, so I ignore it.
Less than a minute later, Reese pushes my legs open a little wider, and something cool and wet presses against my hole. Instinct has me jerking my hips, bucking up so quickly that Reese gags around my cock.
Okay, so that was fucking satisfying.
My eyes fly open to the sight of him grinning back at me, his lips wet. Out of my periphery, I see the drawer to the nightstand open, and I realize it’s Reese’s lubed finger currently circling my rim.
“Your shadows offer a delivery service for lube now, huh?” I ask breathlessly.
Because there’s clearly no way he was the one who did that while my cock was in his mouth. That would’ve been equally as impressive.
“You should already know they can do all sorts of things.” He smirks as he adds a bit more pressure against my hole. “In fact, they’re very jealous they don’t get to do this first.”
He stares at the spot his finger is currently teasing a moment longer, hyperfocused on the circling, the pressure. Then he pushes that finger inside me, slowly and all the fucking way. All the air in my lungs comes whooshing out, riding on a noise I don’t even know how to describe.
For several seconds, Reese leaves his finger there, not moving, just staring.
Pleasedon’t tell me I just sounded like a dying cow and ruined everything.
But then he finally speaks, his deep voice suddenly in dangerous mode. “You think dying changed you? Just wait. I’m going to fucking ruin you.”
I attempt a breath as my heart hitches. “You already did along time ago.”
“Oh, little menace. Let me show you what ruin really is.”
Maybe I should be afraid. But I’m not. I’ve never wanted something so badly.
Reese wastes no time working in a second finger, and as he starts pumping them in and out of me, his lips stretch around my cock again. He sucks me a little more as he opens me up, and I let myself move my free hand to his head, tangling my fingers in his hair. Then there’s a third finger of his at my hole, pushing its way in while he sucks one of my balls into his mouth.
May not be very good my ass…
