Page 136 of Shadowman

It only takes a minute or so before I feel him turn over. And then, sure enough, his long, pink dick is sneaking through the hole in the mattress.

Slowly poking through, hard and thick, and shiny at the tip.

I bite my lip, nerves twisting my stomach into a knot.

This is what you wanted… You can deny it all day, but you know you love it. That’s your secret. Youneedthis.

Trevel rears back, tugging it away to stroke with his hand, aiming just the tip through the hole. My fingers are digging into my mattress, my own cock swelling and filling rapidly. I can’t tear my hungry gaze away from it as his shapely fingers knead up and down, tugging the skin away from his blushed, swollen crown.

Saliva is pooling in my mouth now while I watch him playing with this piece of himself that’s just as pretty as the rest of him. It really matches, perfectly proportionate with his frame, and his pale complexion. It’s somehow elegant, if that’s even something a dick can be.

Aesthetically pleasing, that’s for sure.

I think it’s a bit longer than mine, though mine is thicker. Honestly, Trevel’s dick is almosttoobig. I have no ruler, but it has to be almost ten inches.

Imagine trying to deep-throat that…

Chills rush over my entire body at the thought.

“Stop teasing me,” he croons from above my head, pushing it all the way through once more. “Come and get your meal, baby.”

Fuck…A trembling breath leaves me.

Well? Go get it. You’re… hungry. Aren’t you?

Inching up, I watch it, lusting so hard, I’m shaking. “Is that for… me?” I whisper.

“Only you, gorgeous,” he purrs. “I’m aching for that mouth…”

Fuck yea.

Slithering onto my knees, I get closer. “How bad?”

“Sobad I’m dripping, baby,” he rasps.

“I can see that…” I bite my lip again, watching a pearl of precum bead at the tip.

I’m fucking quaking. Thank fuck, he can’t see me right now. It’s taking away a lot of the nerves that keep this secret stowed away inside me.

That’s why I did it in the first place… Made a hole in the bed. Because I wanted to do this without having to get on my knees in front of someone, like the cock-thirsty bitch I clearly am.

“Try a taste,” he goads, with his erection aimed right at me through the hole.

No hands, no touching. Just a big, sweet dick, eagerly awaiting my mouth.

Parting my lips, I open just wide enough as the pearl of precum drips out. And I catch it on my tongue.

My eyes roll back in my head and my chest flutters.Oh Jesus fuck yes…

“Baby,please,” he whines. “I can feel you.”

“You taste so good,” I groan, grabbing the bars above my head, hanging on for dear life while I ease my mouth around his eager cock.

“Ohh…” I hear him mewl, just barely over my blood rushing in my ears. I suck on it, just a little, and he shudders. “Fuckin’ hell,Byron…”

Slurping off, I growl, “Don’t say my name.”

“Sorry, baby,” he hums, sounding sincere. So I suckle at the tip until he whimpers, “Uhhhfuck, that’s it.Sweetestfucking mouth ever, love…”