Guys My Age ~ Christopher Velez

Beg For It

In under five minutes flat, they arrived in a honeymoon suite at the nearest hotel. His hands wandered up and down her body, feeling every inch possible. Open-mouthed kisses lined her collarbone and neck, sucking a little way under her ear. She was putty under his touch, but she quickly realized that was the same scenario for him. Every move a bare skin to skin contact made him shudder in pleasure, her rose scent filling his nostrils.

"Jump," He tapped her thighs, wrapping them around his waist as soon as she jumped. Her tongue tangled with his, fingers tugging on the ends of his hair. Zoe's dress bunched up around her waist, showing her lace thong off to the world. Christopher cupped her ass in his hands, squeezing roughly. "You're addicting," He mumbled against her lips, carrying her over to the desk in the corner. "So damn addicting," 

Christopher left a trail of hickies down her cleavage, fiddling with the buttons on her dress. Zoe growled, replacing her hands with his to rip the material apart. "You were taking too long," He chuckled darkly, pausing once he saw her chest. Normally she'd been one to be confident about her body, but something about him made her nervous. "I, uh," She tried to cross her arms over her chest, Christopher shaking his head. 

"Don't you dare," Zoe flicked her eyebrows up at his surprisingly stern tone. "You're so fucking stunning, Mamita." Christopher looked at her as if she was the world, which in his eyes she was. He swallowed thickly with sudden nerves, bringing his finger along the curve of her breasts. "Absolutely stunning," She took in a shuddering breath when he replaced his hands with his mouth. 

Somehow she managed to shed her dress, leaving her almost completely exposed. "You know, it's a little unfair that you're still fully clothed." Zoe choked out, tugging at his shirt. Christopher stood straight, allowing her to carefully slide it over his head. Her eyes widened significantly at his surprisingly chiseled physique, hopping down off the dresser. "These tattoos are amazing," She traced all of them with her nail, noticing the way his breath hitched.

Christopher hooked her bra-strap with his finger, slowly pulling it down her shoulder. "If we do this, I don't want it to be a one-time thing." Zoe looked up at him in surprise, not expecting him to admit such a thing. She couldn't help but smile, leaning upon her tippy-toes to press a tender kiss to his lips. He smiled against her lips, pulling away to look at her. "I'm gonna take that as a yes, Mamita."

Zoe grasped his belt buckle, slowly unbuckling it. Christopher waited until his pants were across the room to lift her up. She gave a tinkling laugh, hands wrapping around his biceps to keep herself steady. Gently setting her on the bed, he knelt down on the ground. Christopher brushed his hands down her thighs, pushing them apart. He started by kissing the inside of her knee, trailing up to inner thighs. 

 She whimpered when he spread her legs even further, cold air hitting her core. He looked up at her to maintain eye contact, pressing a kiss to her soaked thong. Christopher licked his lips, giving her a wicked grin. "So wet for me already, Mamita." Zoe could feel the pool of liquid increase over his vulgar words, his head disappearing once again. "Can't wait to taste this pretty little pussy," He licked a stripe along her covered slit, suddenly sucking on her clit. 

"Fuck," Zoe cried out, fisting the sheets with both hands. Christopher bulled her panties to the side, lapping up her juices. She arched her back as soon as he slipped his finger inside of her, one of his arms holding her down by her hips. "More," He smirked against her core, giving a self-satisfied hum that only added to her pleasure. 

"What was that, Mamita?" Christopher asked cockily, still moving one finger. "I can't hear you," Zoe glared down at him, whining when he stopped moving. His gaze turned dark, removing his hand altogether. "Either beg for it, or you're not getting any more." She clenched her jaw, thinking for a few seconds before speaking. 

"Please, Papi. I need more," That was all it took for his head to be once again buried between her legs. "Holy fuck-" She arched into his mouth, feeling herself unravel a short time later. Christopher pulled away with a proud smile, licking his lips and sticking his fingers in her mouth. Zoe sucked hard, swirling her tongue around until he groaned. "My turn," 

In a flat second, Zoe had traded places with Christopher. She tugged his boxers down, his hardened length springing free. Zoe took in his size, a rather impressed look on her face. "You don't have to- shit," He tossed his head back as she bobbed her head up and down, already knowing he was close from seeing her release. "I want to be inside of you when I cum," Christopher groaned out, Zoe popping her head up with a smirk a second later.

"Well then, fuck me, Papi." Zoe lost her cocky smirk when he picked her up and threw her unceremoniously on the bed. Christopher leaned down to capture her lips once more, his hand gripping her throat. She hadn't noticed him line up their entrances until a few moments later when he slammed inside of her. Zoe screamed out his name, nails digging into the skin of his back. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

"Me too. Scream my name, Mamita." Christopher buried his face in her neck, snapping his hips at an upward angle. Zoe obeyed his order as she rode out her high, feeling him spill inside of her a minute later. For a moment neither of them moved, catching their breath. Then he pulled out and flopped beside her, Zoe automatically curling into Christopher's chest. "Wow," He blurted out loud, the duo bursting into a fit of infectious giggles.

"Wow indeed. Can we stay here a little while longer?"

"Anything for you, Princesa." 

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Si, Papi ;)

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Hmm, wonder how I lost my other earring?

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