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Chapter 59

I could feel his warm body as he was leaning forward, I could hear the click of a tube again. He removed his fingers and I felt a cold, foreign object tipping against my hole, slowly pushing forward a few times. He slid in two fingers, squeezing my hole open and pushed it in. I moaned muffled into the pillow.

„You know what to do," he said and moved it in and out very slowly, then just stopped. „You're still missing two mistakes."

„Delay," I breathed when I turned my head on the pillow so he could understand my mumbling. „I was... too late..."

„Only last time?"

„Two times. Two times. God..."

„Good. Very good." He moved it in again. Too slow. He did it all too slow. It drove me fucking crazy. I started moving my hips automatically but there was no use. He just laughed hoarsely. „I like that," he said. „When you move your hips like that. Like a pathetic slut."

„Come on," I croaked. „Faster, please..."

„Easy," he said long drawn out. The rage was burning inside me as slow as he was speaking. „We'll get to that."

„Fucking shit!" He stopped moving and I tried to move my hips to that thing. Desperate describes it quite well. „You fucking asshole! God damn it, just push it in!" Then it suddenly started vibrating inside me. „Oh my god..." I buried my fingers into the pillow, pressing my face against it, sighing, then turned my face to the side. Like last time he squeezed his fingers between the clenching skin around my hole and that thing. „Please," I whispered. „Please move it..."

„Sh shh it's alright..." I felt the tip of something warmer tipping on the skin above my hole while his fingers widened it. Then he slowly squeezed himself inside, next to that vibrating thing. His hot body leaned over my back, his hand holding himself on the left of me. His other arm slid his way up my chest and held me firmly on my left shoulder. For just a few seconds I heard him exhale heavily. Then he moved forward, fast and sudden, I could hear his groin slapping against me, his constant gasping in small breaths right next to my ear. I could feel that vibrating thing sliding deeper with every thrust. I could fucking feel his sweat on my skin. Skin on skin, sticky and wet.

He changed his grip, wrapped his arm around my neck and his forearm pushed against my throat. „Ugh– F... Fck..." My mouth felt too weak to form words, only choked noises escaped my throat.

„Swear," he breathed next to my ear. I've probably never heard his voice that dark before.

I didn't swear. I moaned his name, my voice shaking. „Blair..."

He groaned next to my ear. Holy shit, was this the first time I called him by his name? Well, ops. „Again."

„Blair," I sighed. Suddenly he let go of my throat and sat up to push harder, pressing my head into the bed. „Fuck..."

Another moan. „Oscar," he groaned and my heart may have jumped. „Again..."

„F-Fuck– Blair," I croaked again. That was when he sighed in relish and slowly stopped pushing himself in, instead grabbed that stupid, vibrating thing. He was still inside when he shoved the thing out one time, then burst it in next to his cock, deeper than before. Faster. Harder. „Ugh– shit... fuck... fuck ys..." I gasped one last time loudly, then held my breath, my mouth open, already seeing the end coming to me. I even heard it thrusting inside of my wet hole aggressively. In and out in such a fast pace I couldn't think straight. All my thoughts concentrated down there when everything in me gathered and I finally came and breathed out, letting myself fall into the pillow again.

Just a few seconds later he pulled himself and that thing out of me and I felt the mattress sinking next to me as he let himself fall into it as well. „God, Oscar," he whispered and took a deep breath. „You just really surprised me. I didn't even know you knew my name."

„Well," I panted. „Surprise. I've known it for a while." I could only speak in heavy whispers. „Actually, it's impossible... to not know... Felix talks too much... about you..."

He laughed. Because my head was tilted to the left, I could look at him when I opened my eyes. He had his own eyes closed and his chest was moving up and down very fast. „Well done," he breathed. „You just found the perfect moment to say it out loud for the first time."

„Not like I was looking for it. I still prefer asshole. Or dickhead. Or pervert."

„Your time's up, Oscar."

„Shit..."

„That's two days," he said. „I like pervert by the way."

„I fucking hate you."

„Hm," he laughed and turned his head to me. „I don't think so. Three days."