Page 151 of Embriagado

A tight, needy ache settled in my balls, and I reached down to grab his pants. Already unbuttoned, I pulled them, along with his black boxer briefs, down to his ankles. Finally, his bare ass was on full display for me to worship. My mouth watered at the sight of his pink hole, my cock already aching to be buried balls-deep inside him.

“You better stretch me open before shoving that thing in me,” he warned, snapping me back to my senses.

Having no lube, I spit into my hand, then brought it to his hole. He let out a low hiss as I pressed the pad of my fingers to his rim, his body shuddering after I pushed past his entrance. My knuckles were still wounded from the fight, and they burned with the slightest friction. What was more, having bandages on didn’t help, but I savored the pain, as it only turned me on to push my fingers deeper inside him. Watching him shift with each flick made me fucking wet, and I ground my jaw, trying my best not to pound into him.

“Get out of my way.” He pushed my hand and turned around to face me. Still with the dress shirt on, he kicked his pants off, then propped one leg on the desk, giving me a full glance of his heavy dick and balls, before spitting into his palm and bringing it to his hole. In awe, I was left to watch him finger himself, his skin turning the most amazing shade of red I had ever seen.

My temperature rose, and sweat dribbled down my brow as I watched him stretch himself open, my throat going dry at the sight of his hole eating up his fingers. Something came over me, and I stepped closer, bringing my hand to join him.

“You impatient brat,” he murmured after I shoved my thumb inside his hole, adding to the two fingers he already had in.

He was warm and a bit swollen, causing me to swallow hard before adding another one. His face twisted, and it looked like it hurt, but then he let out a throaty groan that made me thrust my fingers deeper and deeper, until he gave up the control. Slipping his fingers out, he held on to the desk with both hands while I fucked him with three fingers, knuckle-deep.

The bruises on my hands burned as I thrust my fingers deeper, but the ache only kept me going, especially when he didn’t tell me to stop. That was part of it, too, the fear he’d push me away at any given moment. It excited me beyond words, making me feel like I was on a hunt, running for my life.

My cock throbbed, the tip already soaked with precum, so I gripped myself with my other hand and began moving it at the same pace I was fingering his ass. Thrusting in and out, I scissored my fingers, grazing his prostate as I went. His tight hole squirmed around me, and his body shuddered, showing a hint of vulnerability to him I became addicted to.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I sucked in a sharp breath when Ariyan suddenly reached down. At first, I thought he was going for the gun that was right next to him, but instead, he opened the desk drawer and pulled something out.

“Put this on,” he said, voice hoarse, after tossing a condom at me.

Pulling my fingers out of him, I caught it, my cheeks flaming with heat.

“Why keep condoms in your office?”

He tsked before taking out another small pack: lube.

“To have sex, why else?” He handed it to me.

Anger clawed at my insides, and I snatched the lube from him. It was only then that I noticed my bandages were soaked in blood. I guess my wounds had ripped open, not that I gave a fuck. Using my teeth, I quickly got rid of the useless bandages before I opened both packets, first slipping on the condom, then applying the lube.

“How many men have you fucked here?” I asked while rubbing the lube in slow strokes along my cock.

Leaning back on his hands, Ariyan let out a tired laugh.

“What’s funny?” I frowned, already grabbing onto his waist while the tip of my cock rubbed his entrance.

“How many men? I’ve lost count—ah.” His words turned into a long moan after I slammed inside him in one go. “You rude rascal, fuck!” he grunted as I began thrusting my hips, and shit, I think it was the first time I’d heard him swear.

Not that I had time to think about it, with how good his ass felt. Closing my eyes, I tilted my head backward with a groan. His hole was so fucking tight and warm, wrapping around my cock to perfection.

“I already feel like coming⁠—”

My words died when he crossed his legs around my hips and pulled me close. I nearly fell on top of him when he grabbed me by the neck.

“Fuck,” I rasped, my cock growing inside him.

“Don’t you dare finish before I do,” he warned, digging his fingers into my jugular.

My muscles tensed, and I grabbed his waist before beginning to rock my hips. Heat pooled in my lower back as I thrust in and out of his tight hole, the sound of my balls slapping his ass only making me go faster.

“It feels so good,” I moaned, eyes closed, while continuing to work my hips.

Ariyan clicked his tongue, his hand only choking me harder. As if on fire, I slammed inside him at full force, the desk creaking underneath our weight.

His eyes were closed, bottom lip tucked under his teeth, while strands of white hair fell over his brows. My eyes dipped down his body to his black tie and white dress shirt. Ignoring his hand that was still wrapped around my neck, I fisted his shirt and tore it open. A few buttons popped out before I ducked down and closed my lips around his nipple. His body writhed under my touch, his legs pulling me closer to him while he wrapped his arms around me. My cock only grew harder, and I continued to fuck him while sucking on his nipple as if it were my last day on Earth.

“Yeah,” he moaned, forcing my head to his chest. “Just like that.”