Chapter 33: The End

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"Um, I just... uh, I... I believe? Um," Great. I look dumb. I sound dumb. Why did I even think of this?
Eros' smirk grows wider and his eyes glisten mischievously as he bites his lower lip seductively. I let out a moan at how sexy it looks. He sure can seduce me. In one swift move, Eros puts his arm around my waist and pushes me onto him, my palms hitting his specs that are so hard and yummy.

"I believe you're the person I'm going to hook up with," he says seductively in my ear. I shiver and purse my lips to prevent the slutty moan from coming out of my mouth.

"I'm no slut," I say, panting as Eros nibbles with my earlobe, biting and tugging it. Every actions makes me beg for more. Eros only hums and lick the shell of my ear and I let out a gasp, my knees almost give up but Eros puts his arms securely around me and drags me inside the room. He locks the front door, kneels a little, and carries me bridal style to the room.

I gulp, expecting what to happen. I'm both excited and afraid. We've only done it once. And it hurt like hell. But it was replaced with pleasure as he went on and on and on. Eros brings me to the main bedroom and kicks the door as he walks over to the bed, placing me softly on it. He gives me a deep, passionate, long kiss as he runs his hand across my chest down to my stomach down to my pulsating member.

"I want you, Mike." Eros breathes in my ear. The slight beg on his tone sends a shock throughout my body and I instinctly jerk my hips upward so his hand brushes against my aching member.

I let out a whimper as Eros begins to rub my member, his eyes trained on me as he tortures me with the simple action. My mind is going haywire and my eyes bore into his eyes. He watches me with lust swarming in his eyes, pupils dilated and dark as a small grin tugs on his lips. Eros leans down and locks his lips against mine and my hands automatically grab his hair and our kiss grows intense and heavy as he hovers on top of me, his hand still torturing my member. He leaves my lips and puts trail of kisses across my jawline, giving it a lick as he goes across my neck down to my collarbone just to give it a bite. I moan out loud, saying his name as I grip his hair. Eros continues to nibble and bite my collarbone and it leaves me wanting more.

The fire is igniting within in me and I so badly want to be on fire, the room suddenly so hot as Eros continues to torture me with his little antics. One by one, Eros takes off the button of my shirt and as soon as he's done doing it, he grips the shirt and throws it on the floor. He pulls away and admires my body, biting his lips as he watches me with dark eyes. Straddling me, Eros seductively takes his shirt off of him, slowly and teasingly.

I growl as I see his ripped abs, glistening with sweat. He moves his crotch against mine and I howl in pleasure as he continues to straddle me. Then soon, Eros takes off my jeans, not wasting any time. He also includes the black boxers I'm wearing and yank it down, freeing my aching member. Eros grabs my member and slowly pumps it. I mewl and writhe against his touch. It almost sends me to the edge but I prevent myself from doing so. It's too early for sex. It's just 8 in the evening, but who cares? Eros crawls backward and leans down. I watch him with half lidded eyes and he licks the head of my member and I throw my head back in pleasure, groaning as his wet cavern encircles my manhood and he swirls his tongue around the head. Damn, Eros is so good at this.

Gripping his hair hard, he groans with my member still inside his mouth and I cry in ecstasy as the heat goes to my lower abdomen. I can also feel my balls tighten as Eros keeps sucking me, his head bobbing up and down.

Eros releases my manhood with a loud pop and grins at me. He crawls on top of me and captures my lips. I can taste myself as he shoves his tongue at the back of my throat. His tongue roams inside my mouth, tasting every inch. My tongue glides with his and we fight in dominance as our tongue clashes. He wins. He takes off his jeans without breaking the kiss and in any seconds, we're both in our glory, naked, with no clothes to hide any part our body. My eyes gaze down to his manhood. God, it's standing proud and erect. And he's huge! How did that even fit inside me? Without any hesitation, I grab his manhood and he moans my name as I pump it slowly, then I lower myself down and open my mouth wide and shove his manhood at the back of my throat. He chants my name, telling me to go further. I do.

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