Consume Me

Four: Valentino (r18+)

Sitting behind my desk, I ran a hand over my face. I grabbed the glass of whiskey and threw my head back, swallowing. I was never one to show interest in a woman until I saw her. From the moment she ran from her hiding spot to see her naked in her bed. I closed my eyes, reminiscing about the moment. Everything about her was perfect, yet I didn't even know who this girl was.

Sighing, I tapped my fingers on the desk, looking down at my watch. "Damiano," I said, and a moment later he was in front of me.

"You called?" He spoke. I pursed my lips and opened an envelope on my desk. Reading the context, I dropped it and looked at him.

"I want to know who she is." He nodded and slumped down in the chair in front of me.

"I know." He said

I pinched the bridge of my nose and looked at him. Studying his face, I smirked.

"Come here." I turned to the side, waiting for him to come to me.

He frowned at me, getting up and standing in front of me.

"Get on your knees." He bit his bottom lip, and his eyes glazed over.

I put a hand in his hair, bringing his head closer to my lap. "Be a good boy and take me out." He looked up at me and licked his lips while unzipping my pants. Reaching in, he pulled out my length and groaned, looking at the pre-cum leaking from the tip.

"Put it in your mouth." I pulled my hair out of its ponytail and looked down at him.

He licked the pre-cum off, and my hand tugged lightly on his hair as he took me in his mouth. I groaned, feeling the warmth of his mouth around me. I felt his tongue against me, and I pushed his head down lightly as my hips lifted up.

He bobbed his head and relaxed my body, leaning my head back in pleasure. "Fuck." I groaned when I felt him take me deep into his throat. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip as he bobbed his head up and down my length.

I let him continue for a little before tugging on his head, making me come out of his mouth. "Get up and bend over the desk." He got up quickly, tugging his sweatpants off, leaning over the desk. I ran my tongue over my teeth, got up, and walked behind him. I put my fingers in my mouth before taking them out and shoving them inside of him.

"Ah fuck." He moaned as he let his forehead lightly hit the desk. I smirked and leaned down, pressing my mouth to his ear.

"You like that?" He hissed out a yes as I began pumping my fingers.

Taking them out, I grabbed his hips as I aligned myself with his entrance and pushed in slowly. His hands gripped the desk, and he sucked in a breath. Pushing in completely, I slid out and thrust my hips hard as I began to pound into him.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back, listening to his moans. Lifting my hand, I gripped his hair and pulled, making his back arch.

Bringing my mouth to his neck, I ran my tongue along the side before biting down.

He let out a choked moan. "Fuck Valentino." I felt his blood run down my throat, and I pounded into him. I gripped him tighter, letting out a groan and licking his wound. I let his hair go and grabbed his hip.

"I'm going to cum." He let out a pathetic whimper, and I let out a growl.

"Not yet. Fucking hold it." I quickened my pace, chasing my release. I could feel him squirming, struggling to keep it in.

Finally, I felt my thighs tense up. "Cum." I whispered, and he let out a groan before cumming on the desk. I flicked my hips a few more times before letting out a grunt and spilling myself into him.

I held myself inside him before slowly pulling out and sighing. Stepping away, I tucked myself back in. He tugged on his pants and grabbed a tissue, wiping off the desk and throwing it away. After he was done, I turned him around, pulling him in for a kiss.

Pulling away, I smiled at him. "Go clean up and meet me in the living room." He nodded and pressed another kiss to my lips before walking out. I walked out after him, heading to my room to change.

Pulling on some black sweatpants and a white shirt, I walked down to the living room, plopped on the couch, and turned a movie on. Feeling him enter the room, I stretched out, relaxing.

"What movie is this?" He questioned. I shrugged and crossed my arms. "I don't know; it looked good. Go make some popcorn." He sighed and looked at me.

"You go make popcorn." I snapped my head in his direction and glared.

"Now Damiano." He glared back, finally getting up and grumbling to himself as he went to the kitchen to make popcorn. Chuckling lightly, I paused the movie and waited for him to get back.

I heard him tear open the plastic and place the bag in the microwave. Hearing the beep, after a couple of minutes he returned with the popcorn in a bowl, setting it on the table in front of us.

Restarting the movie, I wrapped my arm around him, pulling him closer to me. "Get the fuck off of me!" I smirked as he struggled against me. "That's not what you were saying when I was fucking the shit outta you." He froze and slowly turned his head to look at me with wide eyes.

Turning back to look at the movie, he slumped against me and relaxed. I grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it in my mouth, hearing his breathing get slower.

I felt my eyes start to droop, and I yawned. Turning the movie off, I pulled the blanket over both of us.

Closing my eyes, I let the darkness consume me.