Adore (On My Knees Duet 2)

“If you’re not ready, there are other things we can do.”

“I am ready.” The words sound like they came from underwater. I’m so fucking hungry for him…my whole body trembles with it.

His fingers push back in, and I groan. “Deeper. Please…”

He obliges, gliding in so deep that my hips thrust forward and I’m seeing stars from how his fingers push at my p-spot.

“Fuckkk.”

“Oh yes. I want nothing more than hearing you swear like a sailor. You’re so hot and tight…and just taking fingers. Kind of makes me think you’ve kept this tight hole to yourself since I was in it last.” He rubs that spot again, and I’m panting—close to coming. “Is that true, Vance?”

He drags his fingers out. I give a loud moan as he works them back in.

“Wish you knew,” I manage. A tremor moves through my legs, and Luke pushes deeper. A barked groan comes from my throat.

“Feels like too much. But you’re wanting more, too, aren’t you?”

I reach down to squeeze my cock, and he grabs my wrist.

“Pretty soon, I’m gonna pump you full of the cum that I’ve got throbbing in my balls. But first, I want to show you what you’re in for if you stay in San Francisco. If you stay at Evermore.”

He draws his fingers out…then shoves them back in. My whole body bucks.

“Hospitality is important to us at Evermore. We have a team dedicated to making sure every visitor, from dignitaries to first-time guests, feels special. And I’ve got the best idea for how to welcome you.” He adds a third finger, and I grit my teeth as my thighs tremble. “Would you like to know what it is?”

“Would you?” he prompts.

“Yes.”

He draws his fingers slowly out of me, and I hear another packet of lube ripped open. I’m panting with the need to get off as he spreads it all around, then pushes all three fingers back inside. I hear another rip. His hand slides out. When his fingers thrust back in, they’re coating me with more lube.

My dick drips onto the blankets as I think of his long cock buried inside me.

“You seem ready.”

I can’t quiet my panting. “Need it.”

“You know I’m gonna mess you up, don’t you? And you should go home. But you want it too much.”

“I’m…not going.”

“Relax now.” I feel something firm against me. I bear down, taking. There’s a swelling pressure, followed by thick coolness and—“AHH!” He pushes once more, and it’s seated fully in me—this…this thing.

It’s not him. I’m panting louder. Fuck. It’s heavy. I move my hips, struggling to discern—

It’s a plug. I start to say so, but his palm presses the base, and I sink to the mattress.

“How does that feel?”

I groan loudly.

“You’ll be made to earn my cock. This is step one. Let me show you what he does…our little friend here.”

The thing starts to vibrate. It’s pressed hard against my p-spot. I shout as I push my cock against the mattress, muscles trembling, my heart beating so hard I can’t think…can only sweat and grunt and grip the blankets.

His strong arm encircles my hips, pulling me up. “If you need to come, I’ve got a mouth for that.”

He jerks me up onto my hands and knees and twists around beneath me so I’m thrusting my big, spurting cock against his cheek. Then he seals his velvet mouth around my cockhead.

“OHH fuck…”

He sucks as the toy begins to pulse inside me. I can’t help it—my whole lower body gives a mighty throb, and I blow so hard, my limbs give way. I slump down on top of him, shoving my cock deeper into his throat. His arm locks around my backside, and he swallows till I’m moaning from the brash sensation. Then he pushes me off him and sits up.

My blurry eyes move to his cock, pushing angrily at his pants. I reach for him.

“Not yet.” He smirks.

“What do—”

“Listen—” His brows arch. “Your toy is filled with purple dye. So if you pull him out, there will be evidence.”

“What?”

He smiles. “I can’t work the remote unless we’re within a certain distance of each other. So tonight it’s just going to be there. I’ll get to the church tomorrow at 11. You’ll be fine, Vance. I’d wear baggy pants, though. If you don’t think you can leave the house wearing the plug—if you’re not sure that you can be discreet—just take it out tonight and fly home. Otherwise, a car will get you in the morning at nine and return you home at four.” He reaches into his pocket, jingles car keys. “Your Prius is in the shop. And Vance?”

I blink.

“Don’t put my cock in anything or anybody else. Also, dress for mess. You’ll be leaking once I’m in the building.”2VanceI’m erect all night. I can’t sleep for the pressure in me and the unrelenting stiffness of my dick. I break my vaporizer out at 1:30 AM and get high, but that makes it worse. The sensations echo through my body, making me squeeze my cock, rub my sore balls. I fall asleep around three with a pillow between my knees and wake at five with an erection hard enough to carve up marble. I jerk off…and then again. I’m working on a third time when my phone rings.