It’s long and thick, veiny, yet smooth, and the crown is red and prominent. It’s glistening in the moonlight, dripping with pre-cum that I’m dying to lick up. He wraps his large hand around it, stroking himself a few times while watching me watch him.

Thinking he’s going to position himself in between my legs again to get me ready, I’m shocked when he kneels beside my head, his large, beautiful dick right in my face.

“Suck,” he instructs me, voice thick and hoarse, laced with a dominance that makes my nuts tingle.

A smile forms on my face. “You didn’t say please,” I tease.

An eyebrow raises as he regards me. “I wasn’t asking.”

My God. I can’t with this man. I drop my mouth open, and he wastes no time thrusting himself inside.

He’s heavy against my tongue and tastes like a mixture of salty skin and masculine musk. It’s intoxicating. My lips close around his thick girth as he tosses his leg over me, moving to straddle my shoulders. He quickly lifts my head up, positioning the pillow under my neck. This allows him to fuck my throat deeper, but it’s more comfortable for me too.

Again, trying not to melt into a goddamn puddle over this man. It’s not working.

Strong hips rock against my face, his cock sliding to the back of my throat, gagging me. Tears spring to my eyes as he fills my throat, quite literally choking me, and I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on before.

My hand wraps around my own cock, stroking, while he continues to fuck my face. One hand cradles my face, while his other holds his body up where it’s planted in the grass above my head. He shoves himself so far down my throat, my nose tickles from the hair at his base. All my senses are flooded with everything Stone.

“That’s it,” he groans. “Atta boy, taking all of me in that tight little throat of yours.”

Holy fuck. If he keeps talking like that, I’m going to come. The praise, the dominance… it’s unexpected, but so fucking hot.

He keeps his steady pace, taking what he wants, groaning and grunting on top of me. My hand works myself up and down until my balls tighten. Removing my hand from myself, I tap his thigh a few times. “Unghh, ungh!”

His warm chuckle sounds in my ear as he pulls out of my mouth. “What was that?”

“I’m going to come if you keep going. And I really want to come with you inside my ass.” I should feel embarrassed by my forward, crude statement, but I don’t. I know without a single shred of doubt that he’s just as into this as I am. There’s no reason for me to be shy.