I lick him faster, armed with the knowledge I’ve gathered during all this time. Nikolai loves to be sucked, but there’s something else he goes feral for.
I pull his cock out, tugging on a piercing with my teeth before I release him with a pop.
My eyes meet his hooded ones. “Hey, Niko?”
“Mmm? Why did you stop?”
“I want you to fuck my throat.”
His eyes widen the slightest bit before they flood with twisted desire and something else I can’t put my finger on.
“Fucking fuck.” He fists the top of my hair and tugs my head back. I follow, lips open and my fingers still squeezing his balls. “You’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Bloody hell.
He means it.
Why…？
Before I can think, he thrusts all the way to the back of my throat. I widen and loosen my jaw so he can go as far as possible. I’m extremely proud that I don’t have a gag reflex.
I want to bring him pleasure as intense as he gives me.
“Holyfuckinghell. You’re taking my cock so well. Mmm, I fucking love how you swallow around my crown…” His hips jerk back and forth against the sofa as he fucks my throat.
He takes and takes and gives me the most beautiful view in return.
His face.
I love that I’m the reason he looks elated, high, even, as if he, like me, is addicted to the mad friction that happens whenever we touch.
“Open wider, baby. That’s it… Jesus fuck…I love how you choke on my cock. Mmm… Did you miss this?”
I nod, but I’m not sure if it’s visible with the harsh grip he has on my hair.
“Good. Because I missed your beautiful little face when it’s stuffed with my cock.”
My own cock leaks in my shorts at his dirty mouth.
His rhythm turns wild, his piercing bumping at the back of my throat with every thrust. Pressure forms behind my eyes, but I don’t give a fuck. I take whatever he has to lash out at me. I need it.
I need him.
Precum and saliva gather in my mouth and I swallow the way he likes it, causing the muscles of my throat to constrict around his crown. His growl is music to my fucking ears, so I do it again and he tightens his grip on my hair, messing it up as much as he’s screwing my entire life over.
“You need to stop that or I’ll come down your throat.”
I squeeze his balls, encouraging him, trying to push him over the edge. I’m so close myself. When he comes, I’ll just need to stroke myself a few times and I’ll join him.
All of a sudden, Nikolai drags his cock out of my mouth and I’m forced to release him.
My lungs burn from the sudden rush of air and I pant as I swallow thickly. “Why…don’t stop…”
“I love your mouth, but I need to come in your ass, baby.” He jerks up, kicks away his shorts so that he’s standing in front of me in his full, beautiful glory.
Ah, fuck.
I didn’t realize how much I missed his shameless nudity until now. I’ve become so accustomed to the view and the feel of his marble-like, extensively tattooed body that everything felt colorless after him.
Using his grip on my hair, he tugs me up and pulls on the corner of my T-shirt. “I love how you look in my clothes, but this needs to go.”
He helps me remove the shirt and I fumble with my shorts until they’re pooling at my ankles and then I kick them off.
Yes. I’m commando as well.
I won’t make it a habit, but I like the savage look in his eyes as they take in the entirety of me.
“Hot motherfucker.” Nikolai leans over and bites on my Adam's apple, making me gasp. “I missed your voice and even your annoying fucking nagging.”
My fingers find their way to his hair and I press him to my chest. I can’t have him close enough. Touch him deep enough. Soak in him long enough.
“Arms around my neck,” he orders.
When I do that, still stroking his hair, he slaps his palms on my arse cheeks and presses his cock to mine. I bury my face in his hair, inhaling his smell as I groan and hump against him. Sparks of pleasure pool in my groin. With every slide of flesh against flesh, our precum trickles over our cocks and we rub a few more times.
Nikolai pushes me up. “Hop on. Wrap your legs around my waist.”
“I’m not light…”
“Do it. Now.”
Grabbing onto his neck, I maneuver myself and Nikolai helps me up and I cross my legs at his back, heels digging in his arse.
I thought it’d feel awkward, but surprisingly, I hold on to the balance, and Nikolai doesn’t seem to mind that I’m wrapped all around him in a koala embrace.