Impress Me Not: Neon Underground

Chapter 91

"What am I being punished for again?" Mateo asked, his brain drawing a blank. He had no clue what was going on anymore, all he knew was that he had somehow got pulled in deeper into this lustful chaos.

He hadn't really had sex that had more than one round until he met Melvin. Maybe that was his own fault, but he didn't exactly push himself for it with anyone else. Melvin was the one who had managed to test Mateo's limits, and still managed to continue to. Even when he was supposed to be relaxing, the man still managed to pin Mateo to the mattress, quickly getting the rope that Mateo had no clue he had in his nightstand.

He really should have looked through this man's room beforehand.

Of course, he was trying to be a little softer to the man since he was just recovering from being sick. Mateo just wanted to have him in his arms, even if they weren't going to fuck. Something that kept them in bed would be perfect, because Mateo didn't want any distractions to get in the way of the time they finally had together. He could probably spend a whole day just kissing him if he wanted. Those lips could trap him there almost as well as his hands could.

And Melvin's skin was as still tempting him to taste over and over again.

"Breaking my rule of not holding back, for one," Melvin answered, quickly tying Mateo's hands to the headboard of the bed. The man was too swift with it. And the rope was so soft that he barely noticed it was around him.

"I stopped holding back as soon as you told me," he argued, even though he knew it was futile at this point. Seeing Melvin take charge of him brought his excitement back. Mateo had thought it would take a while for him to be ready for another round after just how good the first one was. He thought that it would be enough for the day, if he was being honest with himself. But that was impossible with this man around. Melvin always knew how to get him hard all over again.

"That was a rule I established before you began," Melvin told him calmly. His hands ran down Mateo's sides, teasing him with how light it was. Mateo wanted his touch. He wanted this man's body to be against his own. Mateo wanted them to be so close to each other that it would be impossible to tell where one ended and the other began.

"I was just trying to be nice at first," he told him. "That can't be a reason for punishment."

"There's also the fact you took my laptop without my permission," Melvin told him. Mateo heard the sound of a drawer softly slide open for a moment. "That's the punishment that you've been needing for a while now."

"I said I was sorry." Of course, Mel would still be mad about that. The man never forgot a single thing, he swore.

"Are you saying you don't want to be punished?" Melvin's silky voice went against his ear, his teeth nibbling on it. The closeness of the man was sending shivers down his entire body. Mateo loved what this man did to him.

"I'm not saying anything," Mateo said, realizing just what was going on. It had been a long time since he had been tied up or 'punished' by Melvin. As much as Mateo loved just how soft and romantic he could be sometimes, he longed for those rough hands tormenting his skin.

"Then, perhaps," Melvin moved his face to be just a few inches above Mateo's, his eyes dark and demanding. Mateo didn't know what they were trying to order him to do until he felt Melvin's thumb go into his mouth. "We should find something else for that mouth of yours."

He sucked on the finger that was in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, just to see the want in those dark blue eyes turn into a need. That was exactly how he felt about Melvin, at least. He wanted him at first, and then that want quickly turned into a need. He was glad to see that it was reciprocated.

"But first," Melvin smirked, moving something smooth along Mateo's hips. "There's something else I have to help you with."

The hand that was on Mateo's jaw kept his head tilted up, the thumb in his mouth slowly moving against his tongue. He couldn't say anything like that, and he most certainly couldn't see what the hell this man was going to do to him. All Mateo knew was that he could feel liquid going inside him, and his legs were being spread.

"Your punishment," Melvin spoke again, putting something else inside Mateo this time. "Is that you won't be able to cum until I let you."

He had no idea what was going to stop him from that. There wasn't anything by his dick. Melvin had left that alone, not even touching it. It was fully hard now, ready for whatever this man was going to do to him. Maybe that's what he meant by that. Mateo hated the thought that he might not get touched by this man there.

Then he felt vibrating. Mateo had completely forgotten that Melvin still had that for him. He knew he had put something inside of him, of course, but he hadn't been able to figure out what it was. He moaned as the vibrations from it sent him through wave after wave of ecstasy.

That's what he meant. Holy fuck. Mateo wasn't sure how he was going to deal with this. He hadn't finished more than fifteen minutes ago, and he was already hard as diamonds again, his body begging for release.

He tried lifting his hips up to meet any part of the man. Mateo needed something for his lower half. Instead, he was met with air. It wasn't until he was finally allowed to look down that he realized just what this man wanted him to do.

"Do something good with that mouth of yours," Melvin's smile was like that of a king taking advantage of a loyal peasant. It shouldn't be as hot as it was to Mateo.

His position had changed. Melvin was still above Mateo, but he wasn't anywhere near his hips. Instead, Melvin had positioned it to where Mateo's head rested right in between his legs. He had taken his thumb out of Mateo's mouth just to fill it with the hard cock that Mateo was talking about sucking only a little while ago.

Damn. He must have really turned him on with that idea.

Mateo swirled his tongue around the dick that was forced into his mouth. He absolutely loved it, because he could hear the moans of the man as those hips pushed into him. Mateo took it all in, trying his best to quicken the pace. He knew that he wasn't going to get any relief until Melvin was done.

And he was getting so turned on, it was crazy.

The more that he would try and go fast, the more those hips demanded to take their time. Mateo couldn't go against them, he didn't even have his hands freed to try and convince him otherwise. He knew that Melvin loved when he touched his back and hips while doing this. He didn't even know why the man tied him up. This was going to be a slow torture.

But it was so sweet. And he tasted so good. Mateo could hear his moans as those hips started thrusting into him. It made everything worth it. Mateo would suffer through this a thousand more times as long as it meant he got to hear that sexy sound for the rest of his life.

He couldn't figure out how long it took. It seemed like it took forever, yet it was ending too quickly at the same time. Melvin thrusted as deep as he could in his mouth before finishing. Then, without saying a word, he moved his hands to Mateo's neck, massaging it until Mateo swallowed every last drop.

"Good boy," Melvin said, finally taking it out of his mouth. Mateo almost didn't want it to be gone. It felt to good to be tasting this man. "I suppose your good behavior should get rewarded."

"Mel," Mateo sounded so out of breath. "Please. I don't know how much more I can take."

He still had a damn vibrator in him that was sending waves of lust as it hit the perfect spot inside him. He was enjoying everything that Mel was doing to him, but it was starting to drive him mad that his own needs weren't being taken care of. This man had driven him to the edge, and he was so close to losing all sanity.

"You're going to have to last a lot longer," Melvin told him, quickly moving away. Then, he started to move off the bed entirely. "I'll be right back."

"What do you mean you'll be right back?!" Mateo's heart started thumping out of his chest. There was no way he was just going to leave him there like this! His eyes must be deceiving him as they watched the man get up and start walking. "Mel!"

Melvin didn't even acknowledge his cry. He just kept walking away. And Mateo was still tied up. With a vibrator in him. And his dick so hard that it was almost hurting him.

He was going to lose his mind.