Page 65 of Obnoxious Bad Boy

“Nobody’s taking you now. I’m gonna fill you up with my hot cum, baby boy.”

“Oh yes. I want it so much,” I mumble, already half lucid with desire. I want his cock inside me. “I need to feel it in me when you come.” My hands go up and down his chest, stopping only to play with his nipples. His body is a work of art.

He exhales in appreciation but is already leaning forward, to hold his weight with one hand as he uses the other to keep his cock in position. I’m burning when he pokes at me, but then he’s inside, entering me, and I gasp, squeezing his tattooed pec. It’s been a while since the last time I’ve had him inside me, but it feels like coming home, and when his stiff rod is all the way in, our gazes lock again in intimate silence.

I arch up for a kiss, because it feels like the best way to communicate everything I feel.

I love you. I want you. I desire you. You drive me crazy.

My tongue plays with his, and it’s clear that while I might claim to be Vex’s plaything, but he is mine too.

When he moves his hips to push all the way in, I nip on his lip, overwhelmed by our connection. On the surface, my legs are parted and he has me pinned to the mattress, but it’s my heart that’s open to him.

I feel at ease even when he folds me in half to deepen the kiss, because I trust him to let me breathe again, so we alternate between being close, and him hanging over me while his dick plows me like I’m ripe earth ready to take his seed. In this position, I can see him thrusting inside me, and while it shocks me every time that a body as small as mine accommodates this big, powerful man, it feels good, and right, and I want him to never stop making love to me.

Our hands wander all over, and I keep pinching his nipples to make him even more eager, to jab into me faster, but by the time he speeds up, losing rhythm, I’m so hot I can barely think anymore. My skin is damp under the hoodie, yet my flesh remains perfectly relaxed for him to stake his claim.

I can’t describe the moment he shoots inside me, but I swear I can sense the warmth of his cum, and it makes me shake with desire.

I reach for his face and run my fingers over his stubble, throbbing all over as if we had one heart and his orgasm was also mine. I keep my eyes open to see every twitch of muscle on his face. He’s the most handsome man I know, but when he comes? He’s like a fallen angel come to life. His lips tremble, his brows furrow, and his tongue darts out just a little. A few strands of black hair fall over his forehead, making him perfectly disheveled.

“I love it inside me,” I whisper, for a moment forgetting about my own needy cock.

He pushes his hips tightly against my ass as he stiffens over me, grabbing my cock and jerking it in a fast, decisive rhythm. He’s a man possessed by only one thought, and I squirm in pleasure, rapidly pushed toward my own climax. It descends on me almost out of nowhere, and cum erupts from my cock, splashing the front of the hoodie and landing on my face as I arch, thrashing uncontrollably.

I’m barely all there when the world shifts, but I still whimper when I find myself upright, with his dick sinking deep into me as I straddle him. Vex holds me, but he’s not done yet and laps at my cum-stained chin, cheek, lips as if he can’t get enough of me. He licks me like a beast, eager to get his tongue over every part of me he can reach.

I roll my hips, enjoying his cock before it softens, but when it slides out, Vex teases my hole with his fingers. I’m sticky, slippery, dripping with his cum, and I don’t mind it one bit. I squirm against him when he slips a finger into me and toys with my well-fucked ass.

“That’s it. All mine. I love how your legs are spread in his position, ass up and available.”

My face can’t get any hotter than it already is, but the flush travels to my ears, making them burn.

“Only for you,” I whisper, wiggling against his hand, but I’m exhausted and lean my weight against him, wordlessly asking that he takes care of me.

When we finally rest in my bed, all I can feel is joy, and while he falls asleep first, hugging me like I’m his favorite teddy bear, I put off sleep for a bit longer just so I can watch him. Vex is now back with me. Where he belongs.

Chapter 19

Vex

I love seeing Aaron first thing in the morning.

In the night, we made love again, on our sides, with him hugging the comforter and me rocking into him from behind. It was slow, sensuous, and borderline magical. I’m pretty sure I drifted to sleep with my cock still inside him, but when I open my eyes, awoken by sunshine, my boy is curled up against me, his skin rosy, and his hair creating a dark halo around his face.

I smile and kiss his cheek, enjoying the warmth we share.

I think he’s still sleeping when he mumbles something that sounds like “I’ll have the focaccia” and cuddles up to me. He’s so cute like this, so trusting.

I’m overjoyed that we managed to have a heart-to-heart last night, because I was on the verge of crumbling. The moment I saw him on a date with another guy, even a failed one, the lies I’ve been telling myself got exposed for what they were. Aaron is the end game for me, I just know it. He’s even willing to put up with the hurdles on our path so we can be together.

I kiss his temple as I reach for my phone, which rests on the edge of his desk, and since he looks so utterly adorable, I raise my hand and take a picture of us, grinning from ear to ear. It’s only then that he yawns and peeks at me, still hazy with sleep. He’s not an early bird, as I have already witnessed many times in the past.

“Morning, Mr. Astor.”

Aaron snorts and hugs me. “You’re here.” He lets out a sigh and smiles.

“Where else would I be?” I ask and rub my cheek against his. I love the way he chuckles, and the scent of his body as he hugs me, so very sweet, so trusting.