Page 76 of The Lockdown Mann

“Fuck,” I rush out. He chuckles against my skin, but keeps going, using his mouth on me to go to the other side, treating it to the same pleasure.

He sucks my left nipple, then my right, making my body arch off the bed and toward him.

“Mmm, that feel good?”

“Yes.”

“I want to touch you everywhere, want to know every single millimeter of your body, want to know if there are any spots on your skin that taste different from another, that smell different. Want to know you so well I can close my eyes and touch you or taste you and know exactly what inch of skin is beneath me.”

I tremble. Goddamn. That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. I moan in response just before his teeth dig into my right pec. I grab him, fingers pressing into his muscled back. “Jesus, Des. Do that again.”

I feel him smile against my skin before he moves to the other side and does the same. Somehow, it feels like he’s touching me everywhere, hands caressing skin, mouth traveling across the fevered landscape of my body. He keeps going down, down, lying between my legs, reaching up to squeeze and knead my pecs while he licks and bites and kisses each hip bone. When he takes my dick into his mouth, I can’t help but cry out in pleasure, bowed off the mattress and wanting more of every single thing Des is giving to me.

He is the king of touch, the king of my body, an explorer who knows the land of me better than anyone else. I moan and writhe as he sucks my dick, pinches my nipples, continuing to squeeze my pec muscles.

“Roll over for me, baby. It’s time I taste that sweet ass of yours.”

My dick twitches in response. Before Des, it never even entered my mind that I’d be hearing that from someone, from anyone, but now I’m dying for Des to do it.

I do as he says. Des pushes a pillow beneath my hips. He’s still between my legs, palming my ass, kneading my cheeks, massaging, then…fuck, spreading them open and looking at the hole he’s about to claim between them.

He’s watched me finger myself on video call, but other than that, I’ve never had someone really look at my asshole like this before. A moment of embarrassment washes over me, but then I remember, this is Des. I’ve been inside him, I’ve tasted him there, and it was the hottest fucking thing of my life…and now he’s going to give that to me.

“I never thought I’d get this,” he says, running the pad of one finger around my rim. I push back, surprised at the feeling of pleasure I get just from him touching me there.

“Do you like it?” I ask, not holding back.

“Sexiest fucking hole I’ve ever seen, baby. So tight and pretty. I can’t wait to taste it, to stretch it out for me, to watch my dick slide inside of you. Been thinking about this from the first time I kissed you. Fuck, I’ve wanted you for so long.”

He’s…what? He has?

Before I can speak any words, Des’s face is buried in my ass. The first lash of his tongue on my ring nearly shoots me to the fucking moon.

Des makes a meal out of my ass, and I savor every second of it, pushing back against him, fucking my dick into the pillow. He palms my ass cheeks, runs his hands up and down my back, pushes his tongue into me, making me shout, “Yes. Fuck me. Use your tongue on me, Des.”

He growls like an animal claiming what’s his, tongue-fucking me, making my whole fucking world spin, the pleasure inside of me climbing higher and higher.

“I didn’t… I had no idea… I didn’t know…” I can’t even get out a full sentence, but I didn’t know it could be like this, that having my ass eaten felt like every single way I could be pleasured, all combined into one.

“You taste so fucking good,” he tells me, reaching between my legs to stroke my dick. “If you’d let me, I’d lie here and eat you out all night.”

“Fuck…want that…but want you inside me too,” spills out of my mouth between moans and curses. “Please.”

“I’ll take care of you,” he promises, and I know he will, know that those words are true.

Des pushes up onto his knees, reaches over, and grabs lube, a condom, and… “Oh fuck,” I say, when I see him pull the dildo out.

“This is smaller than me, but bigger than my fingers. I told you I’m gonna treat that hole right, gonna make sure you’re nice and ready for my dick. This good with you? I bought it for you, washed it. It’s all ready for you.”

Did I ever in my life imagine that I’d have a dildo up my ass? No.

Do I want that with Des? Fuck yeah. I think I do. I want everything with him.

“Okay,” I say, and he nods before kissing me.

“We’ll start with my fingers.”

I nod. Des pumps lube onto his fingers, bends over, and starts kissing my shoulders, nibbling them, licking them, as he works his hand between my ass cheeks. I tense when his finger touches my rim, knowing soon that it’s going inside of me.