VegasPete : Chess Room (The Way You Taste sequel)

44 - Breeding you [NC18+]

Arm's POV

I feel my boyfriend's hot mouth engulfing me hungrily.

He is taking the lead.

I noticed how that mafia boy looked at Macau...confident... domineering.

I can be like this too!

I can't let Macau do everything...I can't let him get tired of boring me.

I must follow Khun Vegas advice.

But...what was that again?!

Oh!

I stroke my boy's hair as he sucks me.

Macau looks at me with shining eyes...he knows that if this continues, I'm going to explode in his mouth...

I have other plans though...

I take my cock out of his mouth...

"Eh?!...why?!" He looks at me, puzzled. "Isn't this good?!" He seems worried.

"I lower my face close to his and whisper in his ear.

"Your mouth is so good, but I want to fuck you hard until you faint, babe"

Am I really saying this?! I'm sure he said I should say something naughty...Is it naughty enough?!

Fact is Macau got astonished and blushed fairly.

"W-what are you going to do?"

I turn him on his belly abruptly.

I take my ninja headband and tie his wrists to the headboard.

This is so Vegas.

"I've already told you...fuck you deep and hard..." I suck his ear. "You can take me, right, babe...?!"

"...I....I..." Macau seems apprehensive...

Next, I take his pants off.

I kiss and lick his back and buttocks.

I bite him...

"...Arm...ugh....ah..."

I feel his body shake and first moans come out of his mouth...and I haven't even thrusted him yet.

Wow...his brother knows things...

"Get on your knees."

I say in a demanding voice, pulling his hips up.

I tease him with the tip of my wet cock.

"Arm...condom...lube...do you have them...?!"

"You'll take it rough, kid..."

"...Uh?!..."

...

Vegas' POV

"What are you doing?!"

"Trying to fix the dress you ruined! How am I supposed to leave this room naked?!"

Pete sits on the bed, staring at the torn strips of his maid dress.

"Wear my suit until we get to the car."

"Vegas...I'm not leaving with you. I want to check Tang Yi's office first..."

"I told you what he said to me...He knows nothing else."

"How can you be so sure?! Those guys are just like you, for God's sake..."

"What does it supposed to mean?!"

"Manipulative bastards." Pete responds nonchalantly, trying to piece the dress together. "They say what they want to say, not entirely what you want to know."