Page 53 of Bite Me

“Eddie, please, show me your hole.”

It was a lewd request. Made at the office after hours, even more shameless.

But Eddie grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands and spread them. His hair was soft and pale, just a sprinkle, and his crease was smooth around his dark-pink pucker.

I shoved my fist into my mouth as I came all over Eddie’s hole.

I fell to my knees behind him and licked him clean. My own cum tasted like nothing to me, but eating it from Eddie’s fragile skin as he shivered and sighed was everything. When I was done, I pressed my face to his ass cheek and closed my eyes.

In the silence, Eddie panted, his heart sprinting.

“I need to fuck you, Eddie. I keep dreaming about it. Come to my place tomorrow night, I’m begging you.”

He was quiet. I ran my hands up and down his thighs. Did I push too much? I recapped what I said and winced. It wasn’t exactly a romantic proposal.

“Tomorrow is the office party.”

I groaned. “Ugh.”

I peppered kisses all over his ass, lingering on the birthmarks, but I could feel the tension rise in him. With Eddie, time always passed too quickly. He began to fidget, so I took his pants and dragged them up his hips as I stood. Eddie tucked his shirt in and adjusted his belt. He pointed at my desk, grimacing.

“Do you have tissues?”

I glanced at the streaks of his cum on the polished wood. “Leave it. I’ll sort it out.”

“Okay.”

I retrieved his jacket from the carpet and shook it out. “Sorry about that.” I held it for him as he shrugged his arms into the sleeves.

Since I didn’t draw much blood from him, he recovered quickly. Too quickly. He was about to step away, but I put an arm around him and pressed my nose into his hair. I wished for an excuse to take care of him.

“I’m sorry for what I said before. I…crave you, but my delivery was thoughtless and crude.”

Eddie leaned back into my embrace. “It’s not like you can take me out and wine and dine me.”

“I wish I could take you on a date.” Just empty words. I felt like a heel.

“Sex will do,” Eddie whispered. “I like sex.”

Oh, please, yes. “Can you come on Saturday night? I’ll send you the address.”

“Okay.”

Two days, and I’d have him in my bed.

Reluctantly, I let him disentangle himself. He gathered his things, and I handed him a glass of water, which he drank in one go. A rare spark of mischief lurked in his eyes as he paused by the door.

“I need you to fuck me too.”

Then he was gone.

After staring at the closed door for who knows how long, I turned to my desk. Drops of pale liquid glistened near the edge.

I swiped a finger through Eddie’s cum and licked it. It was cold, not as potent as when I sucked it from his pulsating cock. Still, I scooped up two more dollops and ate them with my eyes closed before wiping my desk clean.

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MOTHER