Tear Me Apart [18+] ENGLISH VERSION

Chapter 2: Beyond every limit

An unknown intoxication had taken control of Kakashi. Never before had he felt such an unrestrained sense of lust. He skidded to a halt in front of the lavishly decorated elevator door, which opened a second later. Breathing heavily, he saw them standing there. Even now they exerted a pull on him that he was unfamiliar with. They only had to look at him and he felt his feet move him into the elevator. The door shut quietly behind him.

They were very close. Kakashi's eyes darted from one attractive face to the other. From this distance, which could hardly be called a „distance", they both seemed even more beautiful. Neither of them said anything. It was like a silent agreement they were making.

As soon as the door opened again, the man pushed him backwards out of the elevator and against a wall directly behind it. Without further ado, he pressed his lips to Kakashi's and the latter closed his eyes with pleasure. He kissed... so incredibly well. He realized how aroused he was just by this touch. Kakashi intensified her tongue play, wanting to reach out for those dark, well-scented hairs, when the woman said, „Come."

The man moved away from Kakashi and, without further prompting, they followed the woman through the carpeted hallway to a double door that opened onto a spacious suite. As she walked, she began to slip the dress off her shoulders, elegantly stepping out of the fabric as soon as it hit the floor. With a graceful sway of her hips, she approached the oversized bed in front of the window and turned to face the two men. She was wearing a black corset that perfectly showcased her breasts, a black leather thong and fishnet tights.

Kakashi couldn't help but admire her direct manner. She was obviously prepared, even if not necessarily for him specifically.

„Donovan, close the door," she said in a pure sex voice, and the man did as he was told. Now they were alone, and the man took advantage of this certain privacy to also get rid of his clothes, as Kakashi clearly heard. He turned around and was just able to catch a glimpse of a well-toned male body before two tender yet strong hands grabbed him from behind and tore his sweatshirt in two with a single tug. He looked down at himself. Dammit, maybe he should have been going to the gym more often lately. The two of them were so beautiful that he felt like a big, fat pile of shit. He noticed that the woman was only wearing her, could you call it underwear?, but she hadn't taken off her black glove studded with pearls. All her fingers had long, synthetic nails, but her index finger and thumb each had a small, pointed blade that scraped across his skin and gave him goose bumps.

Donovan came back to them to the bed, smiled at Kakashi and kissed him again. His tongue forced itself greedily into his mouth. The woman's hands slid along his upper body and began to unbutton Kakashi's trousers. He let it happen without comment. Rarely in his life had he been as horny as he was now. The two of them were doing something to him that he couldn't explain or even wanted in the first place. He just enjoyed it to the fullest.

Donovan moved away again. „There's someone more than ready for us," he crooned, and Kakashi followed his gaze. He was completely hard without either of them having touched his cock. Like a damn teenager before his first time. Embarrassing. Donovan grinned. „I like that." Without a word, he crouched down and began to gently lick Kakashi's glans, eliciting a deep groan from Kakashi. He could already feel how every further touch would drive him out of his mind. The woman, whose name he didn't even know, clearly sensed how randy Kakashi was, let her hands slide from his nipples down his sides and grabbed Donovan's head to move it faster. Without any effort, Kakashi rammed his cock into Donovan's throat and heard soft gagging sounds from below, but he didn't pay any attention to them, instead letting himself be carried away by the feeling. The woman's soft breasts, which were still in the corset, pressed against his bare back, her slender arms around his waist and Donovan's mouth, which was so endlessly warm and moist. He had always loved blowjobs. Hell, yes, he loved it when he felt the twitch of the tongue, the occasional touch of a tooth against his shaft, and then the tightness of the throat. He simply couldn't take any more. He laid his head back and let out a loud groan – but before he could put an end to his euphoria, the woman, who had also seen his climax coming, pulled his hips back so that he slid out of Donovan and his buttocks hit the cool leather of her corset. She licked the tip of his ear with her tongue, ran the blade of her glove through his groin and purred in her smoky voice: „Not so hasty~"