Chapter 5
"I think you know what I am trying to do, Thomas."
He reached and touched the side of my neck. It made me tremble, and I closed my eyes for a second. I wanted this bad!
His thumb pressed on the other side, and he squeezed my throat slightly.
"Are you sure, Matt? I am not usually a gentle lover." He squeezed harder as if to give me a taste of what I was getting myself into. Fuck, my cock just leaked the first blob of precum into my briefs, and I was never more aware of it than I was just now!
"You should try to do it first with someone like that if you are curious about this." His voice was coarse, and the thrill was nearly palpable in his tone.
"I want you."
He squeezed my throat even more and bent to me as he growled in my ear, obviously aroused.
"Careful, Matt, you may get more than your virgin pussy can handle."
I shook with anticipation and need. Fuck, this was so intense! I looked at him. My eyes silently pleading, and my uncertain mind was horny as fuck.
"Then beg me for it."
I didn't even know what to ask for, and I was never good at sex talk, but this was making me so hot.
"Please."
"Please, what?"
"Please, fuck me," I said quietly.
"Have you ever been fucked before?" He was scanning my eyes, and I felt an arousing smell coming from his body.
"No."
"Why do you want to be fucked now?"
"I don't know."
He brushed my cheek with his left hand. "You can do better, Matt. Tell me why you want to be fucked by me, of all people?" He was mesmerizing. I couldn't keep that in any longer.
"I have been jerking to the thought of you ever since you came to work for me."
He blinked rapidly, and that fragrance grew stronger.
"Since you told Natasha you are a top, it has become a real problem for me to spend time with you in one room and not think about it."
The vein on his neck became more pronounced. I looked at it, enthralled.
"Think about what? What exactly have you thought about when you were jerking that cock?"
I became silent as I felt ashamed a bit. I turned away.
"Tell me, Matt."
I looked at his neck and then into his eyes, "Licking your neck."
"That's why you've been staring at it all this time?"
I nodded.
He ran his right thumb on my throat, brushing it up and down as if in a trance.
"Then do it."
I blinked and exhaled. The air escaping my mouth sounded like a moan. Thomas leaned to me but still, there was a distance. I needed to move closer, but I was frozen on the spot.
He sat there waiting. Observing me. He was just a few inches from me.
I collected every ounce of my courage and raised myself higher to him. I put my hands on his knees tentatively. He sat still, his eyes never leaving mine as I got close enough to kiss him. I moved past his lips and glanced at them. I looked into his eyes and then focused on that bulging vein. I darted on it with my tongue and then licked its entire length.
His breath became a growl, and when I looked into his eyes again, they were as if I had provoked a wild beast.
His right hand was still around my throat, while the left one was now holding back my head and he held me up there, right in front of his face.
"What else have you been thinking about?" If I weren't so aroused, I would be scared of the way he looked at me. As if he was restraining himself with the last resolve and it was running out.
I couldn't bring myself to speak.
"I am waiting. Tell me."
I looked away. I felt embarrassed.
"We're you imagining me watching you as you stroke your cock?"
I looked at him as if he had just exposed my deepest secret and nodded.
"Say it."
I managed a nearly inaudible "Yes."
He kissed my lips softly but possessively.
"Good boy. What else?"
I was shocked and turned on even more. My lips missed his, and I wanted more!
"Sucking your dick," I whispered, dazed.
He smiled, and his tongue licked my lips before his mouth found mine again. "Good boy."
I watched him move back after the kiss, and I moaned involuntarily.
"Do you like me praising you?"
"Yes," I said like I was purring.
There was now a wicked smile on his face, and that wild beast became a predator. Every single hair on my neck stood up, and my dick jerked in need as it leaked into my briefs.
"What else were you thinking about, Matt?"
I was aware that he was expecting answers, and each would make that hole I dug up under me deeper. How far am I able to go? That intent in his eyes was menacing, yet I wanted him to hunt me. I was like a different person right now. Different from the one I had known my whole life. In a near whisper, I said: "You, licking my ass."
"Really?" His whisper was throaty and coarse, and that slow, low baritone vibrated all over my body. "Well, Matt, I can tell you that I love eating slutty assholes." His lips were now maybe just an inch from mine.
"Did you also think about how I would fuck you?"
"Yes," I said in the lowest voice I ever heard to escape my lips.