My tongue flicks between his parted lips, running across the roof of his mouth while he pants before me, barely able to control his breathing. I hold his gaze. “And then once you think you can’t possibly take anymore, I’m going to sink my cock into that tight little ass of yours while you watch yourself get fucked from every angle, like the good little slut I know you can be.”

“Oh, my fucking God,” he groans, eyes so heavy, he can hardly keep them open anymore.

“That sound okay to you, Bambi?”

“Fuck yes.” He practically purrs when he responds.

“Good… get naked for me, then.” I take a step back, giving him the space to do just that, and he wastes no time. He stands before me, gloriously naked, waiting for my instruction. And that has my cock leaking in my pants. I can’t fucking wait to be inside him.

“Turn around. Hands on the mirror and kick those legs apart.”

I yank my shirt over my head, tossing it on the ground behind me, before turning on some music. The room is equipped with surround sound speakers. I Don’t Think You’re Ready by Tank filters through the room as I bring my attention back to Cash and his sweet ass that is spread and ready for the taking.

My mouth waters as I kneel before him. Spreading his cheeks with both hands, I bring my face up close and inhale deeply before running the flat of my tongue across the length of his crack. I can feel his hole clench as he hisses at the contact.

“You need to be watching. Watch while I own you and bring you to your knees,” I growl before burying my face in his ass, living and breathing all of him. My tongue lashes out, licking his hole and twirling it in a circle. He’s moaning, but they sound muffled. When I look up, he has his head turned, watching us like I told him to, but he’s biting down on his arm.

“The room’s soundproof, Cash. It’s okay to make some noise. I want to hear what I do to you.” His gaze connects with mine in the mirror, and he nods his head before I bring my attention back to the delicious treat in front of me.

My hand goes between his legs, wrapping around his heavy length dangling between his legs. I stroke him while continuing to fuck him with my tongue. He’s panting, and moaning, and swearing… all of it going straight to my balls. I could listen to him fall apart every single second of every single day for the rest of my life, and I know it would never not boil my blood and turn me on more than anything ever has.