Forbidden Love - VegasTay

Chapter 9

Vegas moved his head next to mine and licked behind my ear earning a moan from me.

"Ah, that's a good boy," Vegas said. "So responsive to my touch..."

Vegas used his free hand and ran his fingers down my jawline and across my lower lip. His fingers felt like fire on my skin. He brushed his thumb on my teeth before placing his hand on my cheek and pulling me in for a hot kiss. His other hand didn't stop moving up and down my thigh.

The taste of champagne was better than what I expected. The taste of Vegas was better than I had ever imagined. His hot saliva, his tongue. Everything about Vegas was even better than what I had dreamed off.

I was so submissive to Vegas. I let his tongue do as it pleased in my mouth. As it swirled around mine, I sucked lightly on it. All those nights I touched myself in the bathroom as I thought of Vegas was nothing compared to how hot and turned on I was now.

Vegas pulled me onto his lap and firmly held onto my waist. I placed my hands on his shoulders as we continued kissing. He let out a muffled moan as his head fell back while I towered over him.

"Fuck, Tay," Vegas said without separating. His hand squeezed my ass as he pulled me closer to him. One of his hands slipped under my shirt while the other made it's way to the front of my pants. Vegas began kissing down jawline and my neck, sucking on parts of the skin as he got lower.

He undid my belt and pulled down my pants slightly freeing my erection. He did the same to himself. Both our dicks rubbed against each other as he pressed his body against mine. Vegas ran his hand across my chest, squeezing my nipples in the process.

I felt his hands wrap around my hardness. I was already so close to climaxing that a few movements had me on edge. Vegas rubbed our dicks against the each as he jerked us off.

"Vegas," I whimper, feeling so sensitive under his touch.

"Don't be too loud, Tay, people can't hear us," he said as he pressed his lips against mine trying to muffle my moans. Vegas' hands moved fast around our erections and his kisses became more aggressive. I could barely take it anymore.

I moved my hip on his waist as he continued with his hands. "So needy," he smirked giving my ass a squeeze.

"Now be a good boy and let's finish together," Vegas spoke as I felt his hands get even faster.

"Ah, Vegas, fuck, Vegas" I repeatedly say as I shoot my load onto his chest and he does mine.

My breaths are heavy and my heart is racing. Vegas is leaning back, with his one arm still firmly around my waist. "That was amazing," he said before kissing my lips once again.

Vegas moves his hand and rubs his thumb over my tip, sending shivers down my spine. "That fucker Time, is one lucky bastard," he says.