Page 34 of Forgotten Prejudice

“That’s a good boy.”

I couldn’t dive deeper into what those two little words did to me because Soren’s mouth was already on me, drinking up my gasps and moans as he kissed me like he never had before. A minute ago, I was sure he’d break up with me, and now, I was in his arms while his hungry tongue explored my willing mouth. His hands held on to me, desperately trying to keep me close. With both his hands around my waist, he lifted me, and I quickly wrapped my legs around him as he walked back to the couch, where he sat down with me on top.

Slipping one hand underneath my shirt, he moved it over my skin before making me lose the top.

“O-Oh,” I gasped once his teeth grazed my nipple, then moaned when he closed his lips around it and sucked me softly. He continued to use his mouth around my nipples, switching up between them, while he slid his hand down my lower back and into my sweats, his fingers caressing the waistband of my boxer briefs.

My dick throbbed, and eager to feel more, I moved my hips and rubbed against him. The pressure felt so good, and I ached to feel more.

A low chuckle that made my cock leak erupted from Soren, and I blinked my eyes open to look at him.

“I love how eager you are, little Sparrow,” he drawled in my ear, then lifted my body so I’d be properly seated on him with my legs on each side of his thighs. His erection pressed hard against my ass while my body burned with impatience.

Latching on to him, I hugged my arms around his shoulders and tried to kiss him, but I bit his lip by mistake. He winced, moving a hand over his mouth.

Embarrassed, I pulled back.

“Come here.” Cupping the back of my neck, he clashed our mouths together and began leading me through the kiss. The taste of blood didn’t stop me from kissing him back. It started slow as we softly exchanged angles and tasted each other before he pushed his tongue in and curled it around mine, then pulled back and allowed me to do the same. As I thrust into his mouth, Soren slid his hand to my waist and began moving my body. Understanding what he wanted of me, I started rolling my hips on my own at a pace that matched the heated kiss.

The only thing standing in my way was our clothes, but not even that seemed to matter as I continued to rut against his hot body.

“Oh my God,” I gasped when Soren reached between us and cupped my dick over my pants. Squeezing me tight, I groaned, closing my eyes and moaning even harder when he slipped his hand into my pants to grab me. It was the first time I had been touched, actually touched, and it was the best thing to have ever happened to me.

Leaning my head in the crook of his neck, I breathed him in, allowing the sensation of his hand to take over. Up and down, he moved his fist along my shaft. The touch of his cold skin over my hot dick was like no other, and I wished to make him feel just as good.

“I want to touch you, too,” I half moaned before daring to look him in the eyes. His expression was one of pure lust as hunger burned behind his silver irises, turning them into deep gray.

Letting go of my cock, he grabbed my hand and placed it over his erection. “Then do it.”

I didn’t stop to think before I unbuttoned his slacks and pulled down his boxer briefs. A gasp left my mouth once his cock sprang free and bobbed until it rested between us. Bigger than me, his cut dick was perfect. Long and thick, just like in my pornos, with mouthwatering veins and a beautiful pink head.

I licked my lips, hungrily imagining the day his cock would fill me up, then wrapped my trembling fingers around his girth. My breath caught at the touch of his warm flesh, and I bit my lips to hush a moan.

“Now, stroke me the way you stroke yourself,” he said, kissing the shell of my ear.

Doing as I was told, I began moving my hand up and down his length, going a bit slower around the tip because that was where I liked it most. The way Soren’s breath caught boosted me with confidence, and I increased my pace.

“Spit in your hand, then use it as lube,” he said, and my eyes shot to his.

“What?”

“Do as I say.”

Spitting into my palm, I then brought it back to his cock.

“Good boy.”

Holy shit. This is hot.

Spreading my saliva over his thick length, I went back to stroking him, the friction feeling better. And when I thought this moment couldn’t get any better, Soren replaced my hand with his as he took both our dicks in his big palm and started jerking us off together.

Unable to stop, I moved faster, thrusting into his hand while rubbing against his dick almost desperately in search of relief.

I wanted to come. I wanted to come so bad that my whole body was pounding. And before I knew it, I did. My balls tightened, and my hips lost their rhythm. A second later, my cock twitched, and I spilled into his fist, coating his hand and dick with my release.

Using my own cum, Soren continued to jerk himself off until he came, too. Sending his head backward, he silenced a low groan by biting his bottom lip. The veins in his thick neck popped, and his hips jerked forward while he came into his fist, his cum dripping from between his fingers, mixing with mine and dribbling all over my softening cock.

I fucking love sex.