I freed my other hand from his grip. I raked my fingertips down his back.
His wife? The bastard wanted to mention her. Was that all I was to him? Someone who could fuck him better than his wife could?
"Does my little slut want his ass fingered?" he growled.
Fuck, I thought. I couldn't think straight or clear enough. I couldn't be mad either. I was too hard for this guy. Too turned on.
I nodded. "Fuck yes. Travis finger me. Come on!"
He brought his hand back to his mouth. He licked his two middle fingers.
"Mmm," he said as he licked his fingers. "Your ass tastes good."
I whined. "Travis just do it already."
"Alright, doc."
He pinned my hands back behind me.
I breathed fast and heavy. It seemed so hot in that office. Hot and foggy like I was in a dream.
Travis kept my hands behind my head in the grip of one of his hands. They were each so big it only took one hand to control me. I fucking loved it.
"Lift your legs up," he ordered.
He grabbed my ankles and lifted them up until my knees were almost hitting my chest.
"Travis, what are you doing?"
"Just trust me, man."
He wet his fingers more with his mouth.
I'd never been held in this position before. My hands were bound by his hand. My legs were lifted and held there with his body weight. My asshole was exposed and his for the taking. It was rough and quick and unpredictable. I was breathing fast with nervousness and excitement.
Somehow, this sexually dominant, married husband always had me on edge. He had always had me afraid and enthralled with what he'd do next.
"Ready?" he asked.
I held on tightly to the leather of the couch that I could gather in my hand. I nodded. "Yes, please!"
He slipped his fingers to my asshole and slowly but steadily pushed them inside.
"Oh fuck!" I leaned my head back and enjoyed the sensation of my tight hole being stretched open.
"Damn you're tight," he groaned.
I wanted to stroke my aching cock.
When I looked up I saw one of his legs on the floor and one propping my legs and hips up.
His cock pulsed and rubbed against my butt. It was ready for my ass.
His fingers slid in and out of me, and it only took seconds for me to loosen up. Soon I was enjoying squeezing my ass around his fingers. He used two, slow and steady. He heaved and panted and kissed my legs and thighs at the same time.
"Fuck," I moaned. "Travis you're fucking amazing!"
He bit gently on my calf and fingered me more aggressively.
I wanted more of him.
"You're a hot little slut, Doc," he growled.
I felt the head of his prick against my butt.
"Will you fuck me now?" I asked, lost in the heat of the moment.
He paused and looked into my eyes. "Yes."
"Do it," I said. "Put your cock inside me."
He pulled his fingers out. He licked them. He gathered spit onto them and used it to wet my hole.
I waited in hot anticipation.
"No lube?" he asked.
My body was writhing for him. "No, just fuck me already, man. I need your cock now!"
He spread my legs around his waist.
I could feel the head of his cock against my hole.
Before he could even slide it into me I started moving my hips down and trying to get it inside of me.
He let go of my hands. "East, Doc. I'll fuck you I promise."
My hands moved on their own it seemed. I grabbed at his hips and pulled him closer to me. I raised my hips so that his cock pressed against my hole. "Travis..."
"No condom this time either?" he asked in a low voice.
I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled his face down to mine.
"Doc," he started to say.
I kissed him to shut him the hell up.
Then I held his face and made him look me directly in the eyes. "Travis, my body needs your cock inside it right now. So shut the fuck up, and put your dick in me."
He paused for an aching, long moment. Then he grinned as he reached down to grab his rod and line it up right. "Those are the sexiest fucking words I've ever heard, Doc."
I felt him push the head of his cock against me.
I stopped breathing.
Then he pushed himself inside and stretched me open.
My eyes rolled back and my mouth opened. My head leaned back and held onto tight to his shoulders as his rod slid halfway into me.
It was painful and yet the most explosive type of pleasure I'd ever experienced. My entire body was engulfed in a tingling ecstasy.
He pulled slowly out until it was just the head inside me, and then he slid back in, going deeper and harder.
My cock was rigid and hard and dripping precome down my stomach.
His cock felt so good I couldn't speak and hardly breathe.
He growled and moaned and groaned into my ear. I could feel his muscles harden and flex.
I could feel his cock twitch inside me.
Travis was a man, a fucking sexy man, a fucking sexy man and he was all mine right now. And I was his, his little slut to fuck like he wanted!
He pulled out again and then thrust inside me, going all the way in.
My eyes started to water. I could feel his dick in my lower stomach he was so deep.
I knew if he kept pounding I was going to come again.
He started thrusting harder and faster in a constant rhythm. I could hear his balls slapping against the leather of the couch.
He heaved and grunted. Tiny drops of sweat dripped off of him and onto my body. I could smell his musk and sweat.
The couch creaked as he fucked me, but soon our groaning and moaning outweighed the noise of the couch and filled the room like beautiful music.
He squeezed my ass cheeks while he kept riding me his big cock. "I can feel your hole squeezing. Are you about to come?"
I couldn't answer. He had fucked away my ability to talk. But I could my body getting close to an orgasm deep within me.
"Doc," he repeated while continued to thrust into me. "Are you gonna come?"
I whimpered, "Uh huh!" I raked my fingers into the back of his hair and unconsciously pulled.
"I'm about to blow, too," he groaned.
"Let's come!"
He went faster, harder. He squeezed me so firmly in his hands.
Our lips and tongues locked. My ass tightened and his dick pulsed.
"Fuck," he groaned.
I whimpered and held his face. "Yeah!"
"Oh fuck," he groaned louder.
His cock felt stiffer inside me.
"Come on," I whined. I could my own orgasm starting.
His forehead rested on mine. I felt his hot, heated breath on my face.
I started to come and I needed him to come, too. "Do it, Travis! Come for me!"
"Fuck!" he roared.
We froze together.
My come shot onto my chest and stomach. His hot come shot up my ass. I could feel the warmth as it filled me up.
It was explosive and devastating and terrific and mind blowing. It felt like the world stopped and it was just quiet, agonizing moans from two men in heat for one another.
When our orgasms were over, he lay on top of me and kissed me.
"Your cock is still really fucking hard," I whispered.
"It's because it loves your asshole so much," he said with a smile.
We took another few moments to catch our breath.
"That was amazing," I said to him.
"Yeah it was." He stared at my face and eyes and lips. "You're amazing."
I could feel it again. I felt the sense that I was letting him get too close. I felt like I would fall for him, someone I could never really have.
He grinned. "Wanna go again?"
"Already?" I asked in surprise.
He pushed his cock a little
further inside me and sent a twinge of pleasure throughout my whole body. "Yeah, Doc. I've still got another one in me."
I could feel my cock against his stomach. I was still hard, too, but I didn't know if I could shoot another load like he could.
"Come on," he said. "Let me get one more into you."
I smiled and grabbed onto the back of his neck. "Alright, Travis. Fuck another shot into me."
He bit onto my lip and tugged at it. Then he let it go and became aggressive again.
"Turn over," he ordered.
I didn't have to move. He did it for me.
He spun me over onto my side and grabbed my hips. He lifted my leg and exposed my backside for him.
I was still wet with his first shot, so it was easy for him to slide his cock back into me and go as deep as he fucking wanted.
"Oh God," I moaned.
He took my ass. It was his ass. He'd fucked it so good I would've let him put his name on it.
I clung to the couch cushion and bit into one of the pillows as he drove his rod in and out of my aching asshole.
"Fuck," I cried out.
We both started getting louder.
"Yeah, fucking take my dick!" he roared.
"Give it to me," I begged and panted. "Come on, Travis, I fucking love it."
I held onto him while he pounded me.
When I looked down I saw I was rock hard. I went to stroke myself.
He pushed my hand away. "Let me do it for you."
He took my shaft into his hand and stroked me while fucking my hole.
"Oh God," I moaned. "You're going to make me come!"
He fucked me harder. I moaned and whined as my eyes rolled back.
"I want you to come again," he said. "I wanna fuck all the come out of you, Doc."
Once again, he'd fucked away my ability to speak.
Another orgasm started. I could feel everything in my groin pulse and tighten. Come drizzled out of my cock, and then as he continued slamming my tight hole come started pouring out of me.
"Yeah," he groaned. "That's so fucking hot!"
He fucked me hard for another minute until I was done coming.
He slowed down, still slowly driving his cock in and out of my hole.
"Come inside me," I begged.
"I'm going to fill you up," he growled into my ear.
He held onto me and fucked me hard and slow. "Fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck!"
He roared and slammed into me one more time. I felt his shaft pulse, and his hot come filled me so much it was draining out of my ass even while he was still inside me.
"Holy shit," I said. "You shot so much, Travis. I can feel it."
He squeezed me and grunted until his orgasm was over. "I've been holding it back for so long."
We kissed. This time it was a slower, softer kiss. That animal lust and aggression that had taken both of us was gone for now. We were satisfied.
We laid still.
He pulled my body close to his and I laid my head on his arm.
The desk light seemed brighter now, and the room felt warmer.
He grazed his fingers along my chest and stomach. Then he felt some of my come on my stomach and gathered it into fingers.
I watched his face.
He smiled back at me while licking my come off of his fingers. He licked his lips and grinned. "Hmm, I think you win. Your come tastes better."
I laughed and shoved him.
As his body shifted a little I felt his still hard cock move within me. It was still deep within me, and the slight movement made me tingle.
He wrapped his arms around me. He whispered, "Ready for me to pull out?"
I nodded and closed my eyes. "Uh huh."
He slowly and gently slid himself out.
I let out a deep breath of pleasure and exhaustion. "Holy fuck."
He laughed a little. "I think my come is spilling out of you, Doc."
"I don't care," I said, eyes still closed and smiling.
"That was fucking amazing," he said. He kissed my cheek. "We should do it again."
I held onto his arms. I felt like I could've fallen asleep there, easy. "Yes, we should."
"Doc?" I heard him ask. "Doc?"
SIX
My eyes opened.
I was still in my office, naked and on my couch.
"What the fuck?" I whispered.
I leaned my head up and looked around. The desk light was still on, and there was no sunlight coming in through the window shades.
It was night. The clock on the wall read it was nine.
I could still smell him, Travis.
He lay behind me with his arms around my body. I could feel his chest against me as he breathed deep and easy. He even snored a little.
"Fuck," I whispered.
I fell asleep with him. I had actually fallen asleep with Travis in my office.
What was I doing? I was letting myself fall for him. I was letting him get attached to me.
His wife was out there somewhere. Maybe at home, while he was here sleeping peacefully with me.
But I didn't want to move. I wanted to stay there all night with him.
I turned around slowly so as not to wake him. I watched his face, handsome even when he slept.
And for a minute I felt really happy, even if I was laying with a man I'd probably never have.
And just when everything felt close to okay... he mumbled something in his sleep. It was a name, the last name I thought I'd hear from him while he slept next to me... his wife's.
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