Chapter 167
Chapter 167:
“You’re not coming. I want you to spill your seed later in bed, thinking of this. Of us, together in this dark bathroom as you let me spill my cum inside you… fuck!” I thrust with each word until I finally came, filling him with my load. When I pulled out, I slid the vibrator plug inside him.
I helped Remy with his pants, adjusting his jockstrap, before I turned on the lights. We both squinted as our eyes adjusted to the brightness. “You can’t seriously have me hard for the rest of the evening with our friends, can you?” he asked, his voice a mix of frustration and arousal.
“Shh… don’t be a brat. I’ve downloaded the app to control the vibrator plug inside you.
The box said it’ll massage your prostate perfectly,” I said with a mischievous smile, watching the horror flash across his face. “Don’t worry, we won’t stay long. We’ll go straight up to the presidential suite after this. You just have to plaster on a happy smile p>
Remy was a horny mess by the time we got into the elevator after saying goodbye to our friends. Jacqueline kept looking at us with a knowing smirk, but she left us to our privacy when we told her we were heading up to our room. She let us go, assuring us that everyone would understand. The source of thɪs content is Find
“Ghazi, you gotta stop… playing… with… it,” Remy shuddered visibly as I toyed with the app.
“Here, we’re in front of our door. You can come now,” I said, my voice teasing. A look of lust mixed with surprise spread across Remy’s handsome face. When my hand went back to the app, he tensed. He bit his lip, and I held him in my arms as his body gave in the moment I set the vibrator to its highest setting. It took only seconds for him to let go, staining the front of his pants.
“Such a perfect husband,” I murmured, cupping his neck and leaning in to press my lips to his. “I love you,” I whispered, my other hand fetching the key card to open the door for my new husband.
“I love you too, but you just ruined my best tux,” he said, though his tone was more amused than annoyed.
“Meh… I’ll get it cleaned. It’ll be as good as new. Besides, I want to peel you out of those sticky pants. Come, let me cherish you under the shower. I still think it’s sexy that p>
You can come without being caressed”. I strip him and send him into the shower before I strip off and join him. “Stay still baby, you’re going to let me worship you and play with your nipples, I want to find out if you can come from nipple play alone p>
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“Ghazi…” Remy writhed as my mouth descended to his nipple and began to lick and suck it before moving to the other side. His hips thrust into my groin and I sucked harder until he called out my name.
About half an hour of nipple play later, Remy came for the second time tonight. I gently pulled the plug out and washed him under the shower. His legs shook once as I helped him onto the bed. I decided to let him rest. We have the rest of our lives to make sweet, hard love. I can come all over his body whenever I want.
He is mine as I am his. We swore that tonight. And I intend to live by it. Forever.
Bonus Chapter – Oscar and Zal
It was easy for me to put on a happy face. I’d been faking it for months.
They didn’t know how much it hurt to see them happy together. Sure, I had Zal, but I still doubt that man loved me as much as Ghazi loved Remy. I am sure that when someone better comes along, Zal will leave me too.
Some would call me pessimistic, but I call it reality. I got burned once and I wasn’t going to be a fool and get burned a second time.
The dinners they shared with me and Zal, maybe innocently saying that they wanted me to be happy. So I pretended and showed them what they wanted to see. Not that I was still in love with Ghazi, because I wasn’t. I didn’t want to be this pathetic guy who was still in love with another man’s husband. I was mostly angry at myself. When Zal left for work, I would stay late in my office and work myself to exhaustion. I’d drink and enjoy my scotch. I know I’ve lost a few pounds, but that only defines my lean and slender physique. I couldn’t say I looked bad because I felt worse.