Chapter 60 Alexander's pov

Chapter 60 Alexander's pov

Ethan took of his clothes slowly, while his eyes where on me. He stood graciously with a perfect body, and a big vieny dick , that gets me wondering everytime if it would fit in or not. 
He stepped closer and the way his erect dick moved made my mouth watered even more, and the urge to take him into my mouth came strong. 
I didn't think, I just went down on my knees at once. My knees connected with the wooden door harder than I wanted it to but I ignored the sting and went straight for my reward.
I ran my tongue slowly from the base to the tip of the dick.
"Christ!" He gasped.
He ran his fingers through my hair, tugging gently before letting go. I flicked my tongue over his tip, tasting him first, then took him into my mouth.
“Mmm,” I moaned at the taste.
He let out a low shaky breath, thumb brushing my cheek as if grounding himself. The air between us thickened, charged with unspoken want.
I took him down my throat , as far as I could take him then paused. The moment I began to bob my head around his dick, his grip tightened slightly, a quiet reaction that sent a rush through me. 
“Fu—ck,” he let out.
I increased my pace, bobbing my head faster. He moved his hips in time with me, thrusting in and out of my mouth. Saliva dripped from the corner of my lips, but I didn’t care. His smell and taste were intoxicating.
“Don’t stop,” he hissed when I tried to slow down.
I wasn’t going to. I wanted to tell him that, but my mouth was full.
“See how greedy you are. Taking all of me into that perfect mouth of yours.”
His words fueled my movements, and I picked up the pace again. His breathing changed, and I knew he was close. I continued to bob my head, focused on bringing him over the edge.
As if in silent understanding, he didn’t pull away. He came with a low growl that sent shivers down my spine.
I tried so hard to swallow every drop of his seed, but it still managed to drip from the corner of my mouth.
He pulled out gently and lifted me to my feet. He licked the corner of my mouth where it lingered, then kissed me, tasting himself on my lips. When he ended the kiss, he leaned in and whispered in my ear,
“You did great.”
I almost came undone.
“Yeah?” My voice was low. It was the only thing I could manage, my throat still sore.
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Get on the bed. On all fours,” he ordered.
It sounded more like a request than a command.The way he said it made my stomach flip. 
I nodded, swallowing hard and did as he asked.heard movement then the bed deepened behind me. His hands spread my cheeks open and...
"Oh!" I gasped.
His tongue made contact with my hole, my pulse quickening as my hands almost gave out from the sweet sensation.
“Ahh…” I moaned loudly.
My throbbing dick ached for attention, but I couldn’t do anything about it at the moment. His tongue went to work on me.
“Oh God… if you don’t stop, I might come right—ohhh…”
He pulled his tongue away and smacked my cheek. It stung, but it only made me leak more precum.
“You only get to come when I’m inside you,” he growled.
“Yes. Please.”
I didn’t know why I was pleading, but I needed him inside me fast. I heard the pop of a lid, then felt cold liquid slide between my cheeks, followed by a finger massaging and pushing its way in.
“Mmm…”
He started pulling in and out, fucking me with his finger. He added another, pushing deep before pulling out slightly, his fingers curving inside me.
“Mmm… fuck. That feels good.”
He fucked me with his fingers, and I pushed back every time, meeting his thrusts.
He pulled his hand out, and I fucking whined. Ethan placed soft kisses along my back.
“You’re going to fuck yourself on my dick and take every part of me into that greedy hole of yours,” he whispered, peppering more kisses across my skin.
He moved toward the headboard of the bed, lay down, and poured a generous amount of lube over his erect dick. How was he already this hard?
He stroked himself a few times, then motioned for me to come over. My heart beat fast with excitement, so hard I thought it might jump out of my chest.
I crawled toward him and placed each knee beside his hips. One hand braced against the headboard while the other guided him to my entrance as I slowly lowered myself down, taking him inch by inch until every part of him was buried deep inside me.
“Mmm… fuck.”
I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. I placed both hands on the headboard for stability. Slowly, I began to lift myself up and back down on his dick. This angle felt different. No—it was different. I could feel him deep inside me, deeper than usual.
“Fuck… keep moving. You’re doing perfect.” His voice was low but loud enough for me to hear.
I increased my pace, fucking myself on his dick like he wanted. He held my hips and began to buck upward, meeting me halfway, slamming and thrusting into me fast and hard.
“Ahhh… yes. Yes, yes. Oh my gosh—yes,” I moaned loudly.
I was a moaning mess, letting him take total control, fucking into me. It wasn’t really letting him—he was bound to take control anyway.
I was so fucking close. Gods, I wanted this to last longer. 
" I'm... I'm close."
"Let go pretty boy , come for me."
And I did. My balls tightened, and I gripped the headboard harder as my movements became sloppy.
“Ahhhhhh…”
I came, moaning at the top of my voice. Thank goodness it was just the two of us. Ropes of cum spurted over Ethan’s chest—it was so much. I didn’t think I could come that hard.
Ethan held me in place, thrusting up into me harder and faster, my dick slapping against his stomach every time he fucked into me.
“Fu—fuck, Alex.”
He came hard, calling out my name as he did, shuddering beneath and inside me.
When he was done, I collapsed onto him—not hard, our breaths heavy. We eventually caught our breath.
“I could stay like this forever,” I whispered.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I remembered his reaction the last time I’d said that. But things were different now. We weren’t officially together back then. He threaded his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp lightly.
“Me too,” I heard him say.
I smiled to myself. He shifted my lazy body off him and out of his hold, then got up and left the room, only to return with a wet towel. He cleaned me up and wiped the cum from his chest, then took the towel away and joined me back in bed.
My life was getting better after all the terrible things that had happened. I’d sleep tonight and think about my problems tomorrow.