EZRA
My blush deepened, but I didn't try to cover myself again. Malachai's eyes locked onto mine, and he slowly lowered his head, his hot breath dancing across my skin. My body tensed in expectation, my muscles quivering. His lips brushed lightly against the inside of my thigh, his tongue darting out to taste the skin there. My fingers tangled in the sheets, a soft moan escaping my lips. Malachai took his time, exploring every inch of my inner thighs with his lips, his tongue, and even his teeth. He avoided my most sensitive areas deliberately, drawing out the anticipation.
My breathing became increasingly ragged, my hips twitching with need. "Malachai, please," I panted, my hands now fisting in his hair, trying to guide him where I wanted him. He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against my sensitive skin. "Patience, love," he murmured, finally closing his lips around my tip. My back arched off the bed, a choked cry escaping my throat as intense pleasure surged through me. His tongue swirled around the sensitive head, his hand cupping my balls to roll them gently in his palm. My hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more friction.
Malachai's tongue delved lower, lapping at the underside of my shaft before tracing the thick vein that ran along it. I shuddered, a low moan escaping my lips as I felt the heat of his mouth enveloping me. His hand slid up to wrap around my dock, stroking me in time with the movements of his tongue. My fingers tightened in his hair, holding him in place as I lost myself in the sensations. He took me deeper, as he bobbed his head. My hips rocked up to meet him, the dual stimulation driving me closer to the edge.
"So….so this is what it feels like nghh….m..malachai am losing my mind" I gasped.
His free hand moved to my stomach, holding me down as he increased his pace, taking my entire dock into his mouth. My breath hitched, my muscles tensing as I felt my orgasm building. "Malachai, I'm close," I warned, my words strained with the effort of holding back. He hummed in acknowledgment, the vibrations sending me over the edge. With a choked cry, I came, my release pulsing into his mouth. He swallowed it all, his tongue lapping at my softening duck until I was clean. I collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily, my body still shuddering with aftershocks.
Malachai crawled up my body, peppering my chest with soft kisses as he went. He claimed my mouth in a passionate kiss, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as I deepened the kiss. After a moment, he pulled back, his dark eyes burning with love and desire. "Are you alright, love?" he asked softly, his hand coming up to caress my cheek. I nodded, a small, genuine smile gracing my lips. "Better than alright, I love you Malachai." His face softened at the words, a tender smile curving his mouth.
His hands roamed my naked body, caressing every curve and plane with a reverent touch. I arched into the caress, a soft moan escaping my lips. "I love you too, Ezra," he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. "You're mine, now and always." My heart swelled at the declaration, a sense of belonging and security washing over me. I knew that with Malachai by my side, I could face anything. His hands slid lower, skimming over my hips and thighs, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
My breath hitched as his fingers brushed against my inner thighs, his touch sending shivers through my body. His eyes locked onto mine, dark and intense with love and desire. he pushed my thighs apart spreading my legs, His lips curved into a small, pleased smile as he settled between my thighs. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my stomach before trailing his lips lower. My muscles tensed in expectation, my hands fisting in the sheets. His tongue darted out, tasting my skin, leaving a damp trail as he went. My breath came in short gasps, my hips twitching with need.
Malachai's hands gripped my thighs, holding me in place as he positioned himself. His tongue laved at my entrance, circling it teasingly. My fingers tangled in the sheets, a choked moan escaping my lips. "M-Malachai," I panted, my hips bucking involuntarily. He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against my sensitive flesh. He continued his sensual assault, his tongue delving deeper, alternating between thrusting and laving. My head fell back, my eyes closing in bliss as intense pleasure surged through me. His hands moved to my hips, holding me still as he increased the pace of his tongue.
My back arched off the bed, a guttural moan tearing from my throat as his skilled tongue worked its magic. "Oh my… Malachai," I gasped, my fingers twisting in the sheets. He hummed in response, the vibrations adding to my pleasure.
He slid a hand up my trembling thigh, his fingers teasing at my sensitive skin. I whimpered, my hips rocking down, seeking more contact. Malachai obliged, his tongue delving deeper, thrusting into my heat. My head thrashed on the pillow, my moans growing louder, more desperate. "Please, Malachai," I begged, my voice ragged with need.
"I need you inside me." Malachai's dark eyes flashed with hunger at my plea. He positioned himself, the blunt head of his cock nudging against my slick hole. I shuddered, my body tensing in anticipation. "Relax for me, love," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. He pressed forward slowly, his thick length pushing past the tight ring of muscle.
My breath hitched as Malachai entered me, the stretch both intense and pleasurable. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady as he slowly pushed deeper. "You're so tight, Ezra," he growled, his eyes locked on my face, watching for any signs of discomfort. My fingers dug into the sheets, my mouth opening in a silent gasp as he bottomed out inside me. He paused, giving me a moment to adjust. My body relaxed, allowing him to slide in and out with ease. His thrusts became more vigorous, his hips snapping forward as he pounded into me.
my head thrown back as intense pleasure surged through me. He constantly held me in place as he thrust deeply. My muscles tensed, my body shuddering as he hit my prostate with every thrust. "Yes, right there," I panted, my hips bucking to meet his thrusts. His eyes darkened with lust as he watched my reactions. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss as he continued his relentless pace. I subconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our tongues danced together.
His thrusts grew more urgent, his hips snapping forward as he pounded into me. My body shook, as I moaned not even aware why I keep making weird noises or telling him I like that part, I was losing my mind, I saw stars everytime malachai pounded into me. "Ezra," he growled, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his release. "You feel incredible. So tight, so perfect."
I clung to Malachai, my fingers digging into the muscular planes of his back as we moved together in a sensual dance. His thrusts grew harder, more demanding, his hips slamming against mine with each powerful stroke. My body responded eagerly, my hips rising to meet his, taking him deeper, harder. The obscene slap of flesh against flesh filled the room, mingling with our moans and cries of pleasure.