บท 22: Chapter 22

“Oh, y-yeah…I fucked myself with my f-fingers…while at the same time, I squeezed my cock tight in my free hand, wondering what it would feel like crammed into your shapely ass…”

He slid a finger into my hole, then a second finger followed, while his lips simultaneously constricted around my shaft, replicating the wonderful sensations I’d described. I gasped for air, clung onto Gray’s shoulders for dear life, and shook myself back to the moment even as I felt another toothy warning from him. I knew I couldn’t take much more of this glorious torture or I’d go insane with lust. Then, all at once, I remembered my place in the narrative, and realized to my relief that I didn’t have to endure it much longer.

“A-and that’s when I-I came…shot my hot jizz over my chest and belly…imagining it was yours and I-I wanted…wanted so goddamned badly to…to…”

Gray slid off my cock. “To what, Eli? To what?”

“To lick up every drop of your fucking cum.”