way to my ass. “Tell me, and I’ll give you whatever you want, Kyle.”
“Anything?”
His mouth pressed against mine. I could taste the freshness of his breath. I wanted to suck it into my mouth and swish it around my gums and over my tongue and hold it inside me forever.
“But I want…” My voice died out as he teased the rim of my ass, my whole body shivering.
“You want more than you already have?”
“I’m in a cell.”
“You’re in a cell…with me.”
You.
“You,” I whispered. “I want you.”
“That’s what I thought.”
He surrounded my lips as his dick plunged in and out of my wetness, his tongue moving in the same speed as his finger, which was now inside me again. I didn’t know how many pumps it took. I didn’t know if I was screaming or moaning or if there was any breath left in my body.
But I’d lost all sense of reality.
All that was left was pleasure. And it was building in more than one spot.
“Fuck, you just became so tight.”
He used more of his weight to hold me against the wall, freeing up his other hand, so he could move it to my clit. He didn’t rub it. He pinched it between his fingers, and it was the burst that sent me over the edge.
“Mmm, that’s it, baby,” he growled. “Come right on me. Let me feel it.”
My pussy was clenching his dick, my ass was contracting around his finger, and I was sucking on the end of his tongue while my entire body shuddered. As the spasms inside me came to a staggering peak, I felt a change in his movements. They were sharp, dominant. He bit down on my lip, his hips stilling, before he gave me one last stroke. Then, slowly, warm jets of cum filled me.
I clung to him, still panting, and he moved me to the floor, covering me with a blanket, while he knelt next to me.
Before he spoke, he brushed the hair off my face. “I’m going to wash you, but you need to know something first.” He grabbed my wrist, stopping me as I tried to reach out to him. “When I ask you something, I expect an answer. The only thing we have inside this cell is words, Kyle. Don’t hold them back from me.”
I suddenly felt extremely childish. But my reasoning at the time hadn’t been; it was probably one of the maturer decisions I’d ever made. I feared that, at some point, I would have to tell him the truth, and I knew it would destroy anything we had built in here. I was protecting him, his feelings. His heart.
“Get out of your head.”
Breathe, Kyle.
“But—”
“We’re here. Right now. Think about right now. Not then. Not tomorrow. Now.”
Now, I loved him.
Now, I wanted him to love me.
“You’re right. I’m sorry.”
“In the end, I got what I wanted.” His hand dipped under the blanket, clasping my clit between his fingers.
I gasped from how sensitive it was.
“This told me everything I wanted to hear.”
His hand dipped lower, urging the cum to drip out of me. As it did, I felt him cup his fingers and lift them out of the blanket.
“I need you to make me a promise.”
“Anything,” I said.
Did I mean that?
He lifted his fingers to my lips. The tips were wet, his thick, milky cum coating each one. He rubbed them over my mouth, spreading a thin layer across it. Then, he plunged them onto my tongue. “Suck.”
I did as I was told, licking each side and over his nails. He slid them further in until his fingertips were hitting the back of my throat. If I tried to swallow, if I moved my tongue, I would gag. I didn’t want that. I wanted to take whatever he was willing to give me. So, I breathed through my nose and tried to relax my throat as I studied his face. The face that made everything all right…even though his fingers were threatening to upset the bile in my stomach.
“Don’t ever tell me that my cock is for entertainment. Do you understand?”
I couldn’t nod. I couldn’t speak.
“Answer me, Kyle.”
I held my breath and muffled out a response, mentally coaxing my throat to relax again, to put my mind in a space where I wasn’t on the verge of gagging.
“I know you’re scared,” he said, my answer obviously pleasing him. “I know you want the reason we’re in here. I know you’re trying to picture your life past this cell and see