Chapter 5 Two-night Stand

Dante's POV

He was a good kisser. Basil. He was technically the best kiss I had in a while. His tongue glided into my mouth, searching for the unknown, seeking humble dominance, and I allowed it as it penetrated, while sucking at my lower lip. He tasted sweet, not sweet like honey or ice cream, but sweet like an over diluted orange juice.

I pushed him against the bed and mounted on top of him, taking control as I moved to his neck, sucking on his hickey spot. He moaned in pleasure, that masculine sound that usually seemed strong and impenetratable sounding vulnerable all of a sudden, and I relinquished in that knowledge; I had him right where I wanted him.

He turned me over and took over, kissing every inch of my body as he trailed down. He took my nipple into his mouth and did wonders with it. He wasn't biting on it, and he wasn't also just sucking it, it was like a combination of both, and the feeling made me cringe and chuckle as I grabbed his hair. He worked on both nipples one after the other, massaging one with his fingers while his mouth was on the other, but he did so well with the mouth, more than the hand that I started to wish that he had two mouths.

He moved further down, still kissing and sending cold shivers all over my body. He took off my underwear in one go, letting my dick sprout like a bean plant eager to germinate, and before I could tell what was going on, he covered it with his mouth, sucking so hard as if he was a hungry child sucking on his mother's breast milk. He played with my balls as he tugged up and down, taking everything into his mouth, making me surprised that he didn't gag on it. The warmth of his mouth felt so close to heaven, and I knew that if I allowed him to go further that I would cum, and I didn't want that, not yet, I wanted him inside me.

I pulled him up and turned him over, and immediately took off his underwear and began prepping his dick for the task ahead. I sucked softly, not too hard, and he also moaned softly, his voice sounding like music to the ears.

He got the baby oil beside the bed and applied a subtle amount on my manhole. He kissed my ass and slapped it softly, much to my delight. I took the oil and gently applied on his dick, after which I set myself for him, raising my legs to the ceiling and supporting my back with a pillow.

" You don't want a doggy?" He asked as he stood over me.

" No, I want to see you", I said and he smiled. Not the kind of casual smile, but one that meant that he was pleased with what he heard.

He mounted me and slowly inserted his dick into me, taking slowly and watching my facial expression. His dick was big, he knew that, and as it expanded my manhole way beyond it's limits, my eyes and mouth showed signs of pain as they kept widening. He stopped when the whole length of the dick got in, giving me time to adjust to the feeling. He had fucked me the day before but still, his huge dick still felt like foreign fellow in my ass.

We remained in that position for like three minutes or so, my manhole learning to welcome and coexist with the foreign body that seemed so much like an anaconda, and only when I nodded at him did he start moving.

He began slowly, thrusting forward and moving backwards in slow paced, and as the pain in my ass turned into pleasure, I beckoned on him to go faster, not knowing that he had the velocity of the Flash.

He increased his pace, and with that came more force, and it felt as if my intestines were being shifted.

" That's what you want right? Huh? Take it baby, take all of it", he said as he kept thrusting, as violent as a lion. I was too taken in the whole drama to even say anything. I just kept moaning in ecstasy, so sure that I sounded like a bleeting goat, and while it was all happening, the only thing that could see was his green eyes. They were so green, so flacid that I totally got lost in them, and while I was still enchanted by them, I cummed, spitting my milky juice in every direction.

The fact that I cummed seemed to also send him to his climax. I felt his butt tighten as he became vigorously faster, tearing my manhole into shreds, and after a minute I felt it inside me, the warm sticky liquid, and as his dick left my destroyed manhole, the sticky liquid also started to drip slowly.

He collapsed beside me, both of us trying to catch our breath.

" You're too sweet", he said, still trying to catch my breath, and I smiled softly. He didn't know that he was the only one who has had the privilege to be with me two times. I stayed awake as he slowly drifted off to sleep, and when I became sure that he was in the land of dreams, I wore my clothes and left, this time, feeling unapologetic unlike last night.

The drive to work was soothing. A New Day by Celine Dion was playing on the radio and I sang along with it, knowing fully well that it was indeed a new day. I parked in the lobby and swiftly made my way into the building.

" Good morning sir", the receptionist at the door greeted, smiling. I knew that she was only smiling because it was her job, she was mandated to welcome people, potential clients, with a smile on her face. Too much for the elaborated gesture of customer service.

" Good morning dear", I replied, smiling back.

I made my way to my office, taking everything in again. I was now working, I owned an actual office, a big, beautiful one at that. As I was about to take a seat on my armchair, someone knocked on the door.

" Come in", I said and Hakim walked in, and that was just enough to spoil my day.