VICTOR

“Your cock is buried so deep inside my hole, Gideon. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

His nostrils flare and his fingers dig into my thighs deeper once he hears me say that word.

Hole.

He had a similar reaction when I’d said it yesterday too.

Does my client not like it? Or does he like it too much?

I try something out.

Running my palm up the hardness of his toned stomach, I press my hand against the centre of his chest.

“Will you come for me, Gideon? Will you shoot your load into my hole?”

His heart beat speeds up under my touch as his blue eyes move between each one of mine.

Instead of answering me, Gideon moves his hand from my thigh to my dick, curling his fingers around my base. My eyes drop low to wear he’s touching me and seeing his thick fingers around my dick sends a flash of need through me. I begin rocking as Gideon begins moving his fist up and down my length, and in no time, we’re both moving in beat together.

“Tell me you want my cum. Let me hear how needy you are for it, sweetness. If you want my load in your hole, you need to tell me just how badly you want it.”

My body is flushed and my face is warm.

“I need you deep in my hole, Gideon. I need to feel you shooting your cum inside of me, and I need to feel it deep in my hole. Please, Gideon. I need it so badly. I needyouso badly.”

He breathes harshly as the hand on my dick tightens. From my base, Gideon squeezes me as he makes his way to my tip, then back my base, as he repeats that motion. He doesn’t let go, no matter how close I am to coming.

I lift my right hand to his thigh as I dig my fingernails into the side of his hip.

That does it for him.

With a low groan, Gideon jerks into me as I feel his hot cum filling me up inside. My mouth parts as I feel him coming, and I squeeze myself around his length, feeling more and more of his cum shooting deeper into my hole.

My heart pounds faster as his hand continues moving all along my dick, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I give in.

“Fuck, sweetness. This is perfect,” he breathes out as he watches me cum for him.

The white splatters against my abs and chest, and some of it lands on Gideon’s hand and body too. He doesn’t seem to be too concerned about the mess.

Finally pulling his hand away from my dick, Gideon gathers my cum with his fingers as he brings his hand to his mouth. With his eyes locked with mine, I watch Gideon take my seed between his lips, his tongue flicking out as he licks his entire hand clean.

Fuck. Me.

My eyes widen as my throat becomes dry.

His hand is back on me as he presses his palm to my chest, and his thumb to my nipple.

“Get up, sweetness.”

I do as he tells me and feel some of his cum slip out from me as I lift up from his length. I’m sore, but not too badly. We barely get the chance to catch our breaths since Gideon’s moving again.

“You ready for round two already, Gideon?”

I tease him as I sit up since he’s moving from the bed.

He turns to look over at me as he shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I’m not as young as I used to be, sweetness. Come on, let’s move to the sofa.”

Nodding, I stand up, ready to move from the bed to the sofa that’s towards the front of the room. Both Gideon and I begin walking, and he surprises me by taking my hand in his. It feels heavy against mine, and even though he’s had his cock in my ass–twice now–this feels much more intimate.

As we reach, Gideon throws his clothes to the floor before he sits down and tugs me down to sit on his lap. I make myself comfortable on his thigh, and as he keeps one hand against my lower back, I lift mine to his face. Running my finger along the sharpness of his jaw, I drag it downwards against the side of his neck, and feel his throat bob under my touch.

“Gideon?” I breathe out as he cups the back of my head.

His attention isn’t on me, and he isn’t listening to the words that are leaving my mouth.

Holy. Fuck.

He’s going to kiss me.

Holy fucking fuck.

My heart races in my chest as he brings his other hand to my face. He holds my face together between his fingers. His blue eyes are on my parted lips as his jaw tics. A breath escapes me as my chest shudders, and when Gideon looks up at me, fuck.

He slowly leans in as I clumsily wrap my arms around the back of his neck, holding him close to me. Just as we close our eyes, and we’re about to kiss, that stupid alarm ruins our moment.

My eyes snap open as I jerk away from him, my face already beginning to feel hot.

Gideon doesn’t seem to be too fazed.

Chuckling deeply, he leans over to take his wallet out from his trousers that are now on the floor. As he pulls out another thick wad of cash, he flicks through it. Turning to face me, he holds the money out for me.

“Thank you for tonight, sweetness,” he murmurs out in a tone so husky I feel it in every inch of my body. Shaking that feeling off, I reply.

“It was my pleasure.”

And after thanking him, I take the cash from his hands as I leave the room.

With my heart pounding in my chest, I’m left with one final question.

Will he return to me tomorrow?