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   [Please note that the chapter contains explicit scenes. You can skip it and still be in line with the plot.]

   I take a deep breath to stop myself from pouncing on the sheer beauty in front of me like a wild boar in mating season and place a long, passionate kiss between Alec's gorgeous Apollo dimples. His skin is hot, wet, and smooth. He instantly shivers and elicits one of those muffled, sweet whimpers that literally light my fire. I am desperate to hear more of them, so I thoroughly lick one of the small indentations on his lower back and bite his ass cheek, much harsher than I intended. He moans in pleasure. I rub remorsefully my thumb over the reddish imprint of my teeth before going for the other dimple and sucking the spot until I leave a visible mark. He seems to be quite sensitive there, judging by the short, labored breaths, mixed with cute whines and contented groans.

   "Oh, my God!" My sweetness gasps when I spread him to swirl my tongue around his hole and run it up and down the silky cleft. He tastes damn good. His soft, trembling core is so inviting that I have to fight myself to stop and not ravish him completely. His hips start to shake as he tries to press against my mouth, but I quickly pull away and slap his butt hard. The sound echoes across the room, making my cock twitch painfully. Alec yelps, "Teddy... Aaah... Bear... Oh, God!... Do it again."

   I know what he wants. He is no longer afraid or embarrassed. I am more than happy, but still intend to make him thirst after my touches so desperately that he will be ready to beg for them. The more I postpone giving him all of me, the more he will crave to have me inside of him. I gather all my determination and sit up on my heels between Alec's flawless legs. The view of him panting and writhing under my hungry gaze, naked and impeccable like a classical, marble statue, quickens my breathing. I settle my throbbing erection on his bubble butt and grin. My dark, tattooed dick contrasts magnificently to his velvety, pale skin. This is a true masterpiece. He is so perfect for me that there are hardly any words to describe it. I am staring at our bodies, so different, molded into one another like the yin and yang symbol, and become more and more convinced with each passing second that this can be nothing else but destiny. We were made for each other.

   "Sam?" Alec calls hesitantly. "Is everything alright?"

   "Better than in my wildest dreams," I answer. "I just stopped for a while to brace myself and admire the view. I would take a picture, if I had a phone at hand, and if you don't mind, of course. You are my stunning man and I love you more than anything in this world. You know it, don't you, babe?"

   "Yes," he laughs quietly. "I know it now, only thanks to you... Umm... Can you... I mean... Would you admire the view and take pictures later? Your cock is leaking on my ass and it does not help... my... ugh... situation... "

   "Let's get down to serious business then," I smirk and lean over him to nibble on his ear while guiding my erection against his entrance. I start swinging my hips in slow thrusts without pushing too much. My glans is very sensitive. He might be overstimulated, but I am balancing on the edge for quite some time too. My voice clearly shows it when I ask hoarsely, "How does this feel, love?"

   "Fuuuck!" he moans, scrambling to his knees to raise his lower body, his cheek still pressed against the sheets. "It feels... God!... amazing... so good..."

   "How about this?" I bury my face between his butt cheeks and continue the gentle pushes, using the tip of my tongue this time. I can fill a scorching shiver run through his body, followed by a low, throaty moan. His muscles instinctively clench. I mercilessly slap his butt, only because I know how much he likes it. The unexpected distraction makes him relax. I immediately use the opportunity and slide my tongue as deep in him as I can.

   "Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he groans and reaches back to grasp a handful of my hair, pulling it savagely. It turns me on even more. I am feral. How can this boy be so devastatingly sensuous? Even if I lose my well-kept fringe, it will be totally worth it. This is like dipping your tongue in a moist, creamy, vanilla cake. I chuckle.

   "What? What?" Alec squeaks. "Why are you laughing? Am I doing something wrong? Why is it funny?"

   "No! You're too wonderful to be true, Peppercorn," I hurry to reassure him. "I'm the funny one. I just started making food comparisons. Can you believe it? I think, you're rubbing on me."

   "Oh, am I? Now you understand," he snorts. "What did you compare me to?"

   I roll on my back and lick the tight skin over his firm balls. "Mmm, tender chocolate mousse with cocoa powder..." I take one of them in my mouth and gently suck on it, before carefully scratching the other with my teeth. "Cinnamon sugar, peaches and cream cake..."

   The tortured mewl that comes out of him when I kiss at the base of his pretty cock, makes me growl like an animal. I put my open palm on Alec's stomach and grip his ass to help him sit up and straddle my chest. His face is beat red. His amber eyes are feverish and crazy with need. He looks down at me and smiles shakily. "Since when are you so knowledgeable about desserts?"

   "Well," I raise my head to lick the pre-cum, dripping on my chin from his glistening, bright pink, slightly swollen glans. Everything in him tastes like heaven. I gather some more on my fingers before answering, "I've been dating that one, super cute chef for more than a month. He gets as crazy as a bedbug sometimes..."

   "Really?" he giggles.

   "Yeah, self-destructive, disastrous behavior," I confirm seriously. He pouts, so I hurry to add, "He's also quite easy on the eye. I mean, the boy is a hottie and I'm nuts about him, so..."

   "Shut up, silly," he rolls his eyes.

   "Make me," I challenge him and stick out my tongue to tease his wet slit.

   "You want me to..." His eyes widen. His face becomes even redder. "Aren't you going to choke in this position?"

   "I'll eat you ap and suck you off," I wink, "and we can bet I won't even blink."

   I don't give him much time to muse on it. A hard slap on his butt and his dick is down my throat to the balls. Alec cries out in surprise, but braces up pretty quickly and starts thrusting slowly, gripping my shoulders. He throws his head back, gaining courage by the second. His whimpers are getting louder. I decide this is the best moment to take over the fortress and slide two fingers in him, curving them to hit directly onto his sweet spot.

   "No!" he screams. "Wait! I'm gonna come again... Aaah! Sam!..."

   I release his cock and raise a brow, "And what's the problem with that, babe? Do you have a limited number of times you can cum today?"

   "No... Oaaah," he squirms on my chest as my fingers relentlessly continue their assault on his prostate. "No... but you... I can't! I can't hold it... I want us... together this time..."

   "You know what people say. Three is the lucky number. You'll have to wait just a little bit more." I flip him on his back, adding a third finger in the process. He yelps, but doesn't seem bothered. On the contrary, I see only pleasure in his lustful, dizzy gaze.

   "Is it too much?" I ask, just in case. My panting boyfriend shakes his head and pulls me for a kiss. His mouth is hotter than oven. He is fully devoted, passionate and demanding everything I have to give. I kiss him the way he likes most, deeply and hungrily, and release his sweet lips only when we are both out of breath. He is loosing control over his body. His muscles are tensing. I whisper in his ear, "Put your leg on my shoulder."

   Alec bites his lip for a brief moment of hesitation, but his dainty ankle rests where I want it. I start stroking his cock in the rhythm of my fingers, which no longer feel resistance, smoothly sliding in and out of his warm body. He arches his back and screams my name when the orgasm hits. The thick jets of cum fill my hand. I soak up every quiver, each moan and gasp. The beauty of my lover's pleasure is indescribable. I can watch him forever, but somehow manage to get myself together and coat my dick with his cum. While he is still shaking, torn by the waves of the orgasm, I take a firm hold of his hips and ram my full length into him.

   "Fuuuck!" He cries out and opens his eyes abruptly. "You're big, big... Why the rush?"

   "Hey, beautiful," I smile and lean to peck his lips. "Sorry! Couldn't wait any longer. Blame it on your irresistible self. Was I too rough? How does it feel?"

   "Better than in my wildest dreams," he grins. "But don't dare move until I tell you."

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