Page 177 of Dissolving Prejudice

He writhed beneath me, his chest rising closer to my face as I darted my tongue out and flicked it over the perked nipple. Using my hand, I pinched his other one and played with it, slowly applying more pressure until I let go and started planting kisses along his torso. Going down, I licked a path from his shredded abs to his belly button, my fingers unbuttoning his pants before I moved my mouth south and kissed him right above the base of his rigid cock.

The silk trousers he wore nearly slipped off his fit legs as I pulled them down, leaving him in nothing but a pair of sexy little black briefs. My mouth watered at the sight of his hard dick pressing against the thin fabric, and I licked my lips, ready to taste him.

After I’d gotten myself out of my shirt, I tossed it at him. Shay-Lee caught it with two hands and brought it to his face. It didn’t escape me how he breathed it in, his eyes closed, an expression of love coating his flawless face. Overwhelmed with my passion for him, I dragged the pads of my fingers along his leg, going a bit slower once reaching the scar decorating his ankle. Shay-Lee shuddered under my touch, his eyes soaked with need. The same need that burned inside me and would only be satisfied once our bodies became one.

Letting go of his ankle, I took off his briefs, then grabbed his waist and pulled him close before ducking my head down between his spread legs. His body was hot, burning me alive as I kissed his inner thigh.

“Camilo, what are you—oh,” he gasped once I parted my lips and sank my teeth into his flesh, enough to break skin, as I bit his inner thigh and left my mark on him.

It wasn’t nearly enough, and so I moved my mouth to his balls and sucked on them. Heavy and full, each nut weighed on my tongue, and I groaned with my mouth full before pulling back and moving to his hard length. I flicked my tongue over the crown of his fat cock, savoring the bitter taste of his cum before I bobbed my head down and took him deeper into my throat.

“Oh, God,” Shay-Lee cried, his voice rough. “Oh, fuck, baby, yes.”

His legs were thrown over my shoulders as I sucked his dick, my arms wrapping around his thighs to hold his hips in a possessive grip while my abs scratched the floor with each of my movements. Shay-Lee pushed my head down, forcing me to go faster, and I obliged with pleasure. With my fingers digging into his flesh, I sucked him harder, faster, my mouth working on his cock as I ground against the floor, my own cock bursting with need. Spit coated my lips that stretched around his impressive length, and I pulled back, ready to move on to his ass, when he stopped me.

Surprised, and with my lips glossed with precum and spit, I frowned at him.

“I want to suck you, too,” he explained, and my cock twitched at his words.

Quickly, I grabbed his body and pulled him with me, changing our position. Now, I was the one lying on his back while Shay-Lee was on top, his head facing my cock while his ass—

“Holy fuck, Camilo,” he groaned as I parted his ass cheeks and flicked my tongue over the sensitive rim.

With his fine ass in arm’s reach, I wasn’t about to waste time and quickly shoved my face into that perfect peach, savoring the taste of his clean musk and the satisfaction of having his weight pushed on my nose. His heavy balls hit my chin as I began feasting on his ass like it was my birthday cake, and while I pushed my tongue deep inside his hole, my kitten had already wrapped his plump lips around my cock. It was hard to concentrate on anything with how warm and tight his mouth felt, but I forced myself to focus on him as I added my thumb and pushed it inside him. Shay-Lee groaned around my stiff cock, his body twisting while I inserted another finger and fucked his hole using my tongue and digits.

I knew I’d hit the spot when he stopped working his mouth on my cock and pulled off to cry with pleasure. Smitten, I pulled my tongue out and looked at him. He still held my cock in his hands while his face was covered with sweat, his cheeks flushed red.

“Come on, kitten, you can’t be the only one having fun,” I said, voice low.

“F-fuck me,” he panted. “I need you to fuck me.”

I pushed my fingers deeper into him, and he jumped forward as his skin erupted with goose bumps.

“I am fucking you.” I scissored my fingers, grazing his prostate on the way. “Or are you saying that three fingers aren’t enough for that pussy?”

Opening his eyes, Shay-Lee met my gaze, and fuck, was he pretty.

“P-please, Camilo. I need you.”

My lips curled into a deviant smile as I pulled my digits out of his hole and spanked his firm ass. “Vamos, chiquitita. You know your husband loves it dirtier than that.”

Shay-Lee’s lips parted and closed before he swallowed hard. Then, without a shred of embarrassment, he reached one hand back and parted his ass for me, all while holding my hungry gaze.

“Be a good husband and wreck this pussy for me.” He pushed one finger into his hole, a soft moan slipping past his lips. “Fill it with your cum until it drips out—”

Before Shay-Lee had a chance to finish his words, I shoved his hand out of the way and had him bent on all fours, with me on my knees behind him. Looking down at his beautiful back, I parted his ass cheeks and spat on his hole. I then spat on my palm, using my saliva to coat my cock before bringing it to his ready hole. My flushed tip pushed against his entrance, my muscles tense with anticipation. A deep groan left him as I shoved inside his body, his warm walls wrapping my length to perfection. His tight ass squeezed my cock, and I doubted I’d be able to last long with how good he felt. But what was new? Each time I slid inside him, I was struck by the same unbelievable sensation that gripped each and every bit of me. He was warm, tight, and perfect. Above all, he was mine and no one else’s, and to prove it, I began thrusting my hips. Shay-Lee bucked against my thrusts, crying for me to go harder.

Gripping his hair in my fist, I pulled his head back.

“Harder?” I bottomed out inside him, loving how his ass clenched around me. “Your slutty ass’s nearly tearing up my cock with how you grasp around it, and you ask for harder?”

He nodded, a weak cry leaving him, and fuck me sideways, was this hot.

With his hair still in my fist, I began moving my hips again, my cock sliding in and out of his ass in a brutal rhythm. My balls slapped against his skin with each slam, and the sound was echoed by his throaty groans.

Feeling like I was on fire, my skin was covered with sweat, and some of it dripped into my eyes. But none of it mattered now, not when I was balls-deep inside my husband, fucking him raw as he was on all fours for me. But while I loved the sight of his back, I loved his face a whole lot more.

As I pulled out, a string of precum stretched from the tip of my cock to his sweet ass, and I licked my lips, unable to wait until his hole dripped with my load. Shay-Lee protested at the loss of touch but calmed down once I turned him around and scooped his body into my arms. Without a struggle, I carried him to the bed while he latched himself onto me.