in my hands and pulling his mouth to mine and thrusting my tongue in, fucking it against his own until Zach was moaning and trying to wrestle closer against me, precum sticking against my stomach.
I pulled away from his mouth, drifting my kisses over to his ear, licking the shell. “Go to the bed, lean forward on your elbows.”
Zach shuddered, blinking slowly at me, wet lips red from my kiss, cock jumping. He turned and I sighed as I finally caught sight of his ass. I almost wanted to wait for Deyva in that moment. She’d enjoy this. But if Zach was feeling a little unsure of our dynamic, I wanted to be able to reassure him that he had me, regardless of anything else. I had no doubts about Deyva’s feelings for us, but equally I had no doubts about my feelings for Zach. I was his. He was mine.
Including his ass, I thought, grinning.
Zach shivered as I sank down on my knees behind him. His legs trembled as I stroked my hands up and down the back of his thighs. His head was hanging down toward the mattress, breaths heaving, and I watched him as I reached up, taking two great handfuls of his ass, squeezing roughly and then pulling his cheeks apart.
“Oh God, I’m gonna come like this,” Zach squeezed out, voice choked.
I glanced at his ass, caught his hole winking at me in anticipation, and chuckled before repeating the touches all over again. Up and down his legs, tickling the back of his knees and feeling them nearly buckle, up to his ass cheeks to squeeze and pull them apart. I reached down to cup and roll his balls in my hand, tugging a little and then squeezing. Zach fucked the air in tiny jerks and I watched a small dribble of precum running down the underside of his cock, debating on whether I wanted to catch it on my thumb and lick it.
Instead I gave in, pulling Zach’s ass cheeks apart and leaning forward to catch a dark whiff of him before licking a stripe from his balls to his puckered hole, teasing the muscle with my tongue. Zach’s legs shook, knees bending, but I had a good enough grip on his ass to hold him in place, swirling my tongue over the same spot as Zach buried his moans and whines into the sheets.
I prodded his entrance with the tip of my tongue and one of Zach’s heels rose up from the floor, trembling in the air like a puppy’s. He moaned as I chuckled against him and I leaned back, petting his tense muscles until he relaxed again.
“Where’s the profit of your criminal exploits?” I asked.
“Whaa?” Zach moaned, frowning and twisting his head to blink at me.
I grinned, and squeezed one cheek, leaning in to press a noisy kiss to his skin. “The coconut oil.”
“Oh!” He blushed and nodded his head to the bedside table where a little jar waited. He’d even twisted the lid off already.
“Go on and climb on the bed, your legs are gonna give out on you,” I said.
Zach was fast, up on the bed, ass high in the air, and hands digging into the edge of the mattress at the foot of the bed. I setted in behind him, taking a small round of coconut oil and letting it melt in my hands. Zach watched, leaning back to rub his ass against my cock until it was twitching against him.
“You really sure?” I asked him, running slippery fingers down his crack to his hole, prodding one finger there gently.
Zach moaned, head tilting back and eyes falling shut in the perfect picture of lust, and then pressed himself onto my digit. He squeezed tight around my finger and I stared down, watching him swallow it up in his ass, before starting to pump, to grease him up for everything to come.
“Definitely fucking sure, Stav,” Zach rasped.
I traded one finger for the other and reached around Zach’s hip to take a full grasp of his warm cock, as hard as steel and still dripping expectantly. Zach whined, hands rising up to the bed frame, and he seemed to tremble between both of my hands, not sure which touch he wanted to chase more. I stroked him inside and out, grabbing more coconut oil and repeating the teasing touch in his hole over and over until the glide was smooth and easy.
“Stav, I don’t wanna come like this,” Zach gasped. But