Chapter 56
I do, but it’s a half-hearted gesture. “Are you going to want to do that while we’re getting it on?”
Damien makes a strangled sound and sticks his tongue out at me like a petulant little boy. “You’re mean.” He snaps off another picture or two, then tosses the camera onto the pillows beside us. “You’re lucky I didn’t bring the video feed. I could make a killing selling porno DVDs. Bel Amihas nothing on us.” Before I can answer, he laughs. “I’m kidding. Don’t you trust me?”
“I thought I did,” I say.
“You do,” he assures me. He starts to stroke himself, the head of his cock peeking out at me from the foreskin, and I have to touch it, just to see what it feels like in my hand. When I thumb over the knob, creamy juice trickles out. Damien takes my wrist and makes me lick it. He tastes salty and just a little bitter. When I reach for him again, eager for more, he catches my hand and laces our fingers together. “Where are the condoms?” he wants to know.
“My back pocket.” I try to touch him with my other hand, but he grabs that one, too, then spreads my arms out to either side and leans down over me for a quick kiss. I whisper into him, “No fair.”
“I don’t know about you,” he says, his words mere breath against my skin, “but I’m ready to get fucked. Roll over.” Before I can comply, he rolls me onto my side and digs out a handful of condoms from the pocket of my jeans. They scatter beside me on the bed. Then Damien tugs down my jeans and briefs, pulls them down as he scoots to the edge of the bed. I kick off my shoes and pants and he crawls back on top of me, laying his body alongside mine. Then he presses against me, his hips rubbing our cocks together, his shaft as hard and unyielding as my own. For a brief moment we kiss, his arms encircling me, trapping me between him and the bed. Just as I begin to move against him, though, he sits up and straddles me again. “Cheers,” he says as he rips open a condom packet. With expert moves, he rolls it onto my shaft and leans above me for another kiss. “Guide me in,” he whispers.
Holding the condom tight around the base of my dick, I massage my balls while my other hand rubs between Damien’s legs in search of entry. I find his puckered hole and finger it, which makes him moan my name in a guttural voice. I ease him down, guiding him onto me—his hands fist in the sheets on either side of my head, his mouth open, cheeks slack, brilliant eyes closed in pleasure. When I’m inside, he sits down on me, taking me in completely, and as he rocks against me, my hands push down against the tops of his thighs, holding him in place. We find a slow rhythm, steady; his muscles work at my cock, squeezing me to orgasm, and I thrust up into him over and over again as he moves above me. At some point he opens his eyes, stares down into me, his gaze unwavering, consuming, devouring me. The intensity of his stare, the emotion I think I see behind his dark eyes, drives me to a shuddering climax and his name claws out of my throat in a hoarse cry with the force of my orgasm. Once I come, he scoots up closer, astride my chest, and lets me suck the tip of his dick while I work the foreskin back and forth, bringing him to release.
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Later I agree to more pictures, if only because I like the way his eyes light up when he holds the camera in his hand. He takes shots of me sprawled on the bed, wrapped among the sheets, coyly peeking out at the lens. He likes my lips and wants close-ups of them on his dick, which I’m all too eager to taste again. Inside the bag are candles that he lights and places around the room. More photos, these of him dribbling hot wax onto my back, the curve of my buttocks. A shot of one lit candle precariously stuck a few inches into my ass—uncomfortable, yes, but I trust him and he says it looks incredibly hot, my hard cock sticking out between my legs at the same angle as the candle above. Then it’s my turn, and he wants me to take him from behind, camera whirling through the film as I fuck him again and again. By the end of the roll, I suspect he’s converted me into a cam whore, too.