Page 43 of Killer Notes
After shucking off my pants, Danny’s eyes drop to the white jock I have on. “Don’t take it off. I want to do it. With my teeth,” he says and licks his lower lip.
“As you wish,” I say, before climbing into bed, my cockhead peeking out from the waistband.
There’s no hesitation as our mouths collide, all teeth and tongue, while my hands map every inch of his creamy flesh. The demand to be inside him is overwhelming my senses but I restrain myself, knowing there’s nothing stopping me from having Danny under me. I want to make it good for him. Take it slow. Savor every second.
Danny releases our kiss, bends and slips his hands in my jock. His fingers wrap around my shaft, while he presses his face against my cotton covered length and sniffs loudly. “And I thought you smelled good in the woods. But now, I want to devour you whole.”
I groan the instant he sucks hard at my head before using the tip of his tongue to play with my slit. But Danny isn’t done torturing me. As he pulls down my jock—with his hands and not with his teeth—he swallows my length, engulfing my dick in wet heat.
Danny repeatedly sucks me down until I’m about to come down his throat and then he pulls back, salvia and my precum glistening on his plump lips. I glance down at my straining cock, where the head is blood-filled and aching.
“I need you to fuck me, Tobias,” Danny moans.
“Not yet. It’s my turn.” I dive toward him, not letting Danny deny my hunger.
I wrap an arm around each of his legs and yank him until he’s flat on his upper back, and his ass up to where I have full access to his pretty, pink, puckered hole. Leaving a gentle kiss on his inner thigh, I then swipe my tongue along the rim, tasting Danny for the first time. If all I get is this morsel from the singer, then I’ll be a happy man.
“Tobias,” Danny croons and grinds up onto my mouth, pushing himself with his forearms.
“Patience, honey.” I swipe my tongue again before sucking on the pucker. “You taste so good.” And then I drive my tongue deep, spearing him over and over until Danny is begging me to be inside him.
“Please, baby. I need you inside me right fucking now.” His demanding plea is cute, all flustered and needy. Danny then pulls out of my arms and gets on all fours. He proceeds to take two wet fingers and slide them into his slick hole.
I capture this moment to memory before grabbing the wallet from my pants pocket and pulling out the packets of lube and condom. Making quick work of the latex, I rip open the lube and slick two of my fingers.
“Let me.” I pull out Danny’s fingers and replace them with mine. “Damn, you’re so hot. Your greedy hole is sucking me in deep.”
“My greedy hole needs your cock,” Danny says as he grinds against my hand, where three fingers are now inside him.
Making sure I won’t hurt Danny, I use the rest of the lube on my cock, and then ever so slowly slide into him.
Danny isn’t patient, though, and rocks backward. But I put a stop to his movement by anchoring my hands to his hips. With a quick hard smack to his ass cheek, I leave a handprint on his skin. He groans loudly.
Leaning in, my cock now fully embedded in Danny’s tight heat. I whisper in his ear as my right hand caresses his dick in teasing strokes. “I’ve dreamed about being inside you since the moment I first saw you in the parking lot.”
Danny turns his head and meets my eyes. “Me too. Now fuck me, Tobias.”
A growl tears from my lips before I take his mouth with ravenous desire. I pull out and then thrust back into him, which has Danny keening. “Harder, baby.”
I thrust, pushing him forward until his shoulders are pressing against the mattress. My left hand on his lower back and drive into him to the hilt, over and over again.
Danny’s hand is between his legs, stroking his dripping cock. “Tobias,” is all he can get out before he shutters and moans out his orgasm.
I follow right behind, cumming while I shout out his name.
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Danny
I lay in bed, half dazed, surrounded by the heat from Tobias as he lays half draped over me. The buzz from our frantic fucking hums along every muscle of my body. His voracious need to be inside of me was too much to deny him, or myself, that pleasure.
He’s taken me two more times since we slid into bed yesterday, and my ass is happily sore in all the right ways. I sigh, wanting this moment to last. But the reality of my life creeps back in as I look over at my gorgeous bodyguard, who’s sound asleep.
I’m not sure I have the energy to get up to relieve myself. But I slowly get out of bed and go the bathroom, hoping to not wake up Tobias.
When I peer around the door to the bed, relief settles over me, because he’s still sleeping peacefully. Snagging my shirt off the floor, I tiptoe out of the room, close the door, and sit on the chair closest to the slider, where Saint lays on his back, one paw upward and softly snoring, just like his owner.
The view of the early morning sun casting down on the water is so tranquil. As the quiet of the space filters in, an idea hits me. I get up and quickly set up the coffee. By then Saint trundles over, whining to go out. I let him out and head to the drawer where I left my cell.