Eric's Pov:

Usually Mondays bug me because hello who likes Mondays. But I find myself unusually hyped up this morning. Could it have something to do with a certain sexy teacher?

Bet your sweet ass it does. After his parting smart ass comment I got to thinking and I decided I was gonna fish.

You know when you go fishing and you throw the baited hook out and give the fishing pole a little jerk every now and again to keep all the little fishes interested in your bait. Yeah it's something like that.

Now that I know Steven is in fact gay AND interested in me. I've decided to make him work for it.. Just a little. I don't want him thinking I'm not interested.

Still I wanna keep the man on his toes.

So I canceled our run yesterday via sassy text cause I knew talking to him would make me cave. But my girl KT had my back and kidnapped me in case he showed up.

Because lets face it, one little smile and I'd have buckled and my plan to tease him would have ended then and there.

Oh who the hell am I kidding? I canceled because I was still over analyzing everything from that night and all the baggage that'll come with being with him.

Not to mention the fact that he kissed me like that then left me hanging and he didn't even really imply that he wanted to actually date me.

So I'm gonna play it cool and see how everything goes.

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I stepped out into the hall and pressed the elevator button. Almost instantly it opened and hot damn Steven was leaned against the back looking scrumptious in his khakis, button up shirt and yeah he was rocking a sweater vest and making it look sexy as hell.

I got in and leaned against the opposite wall. "Morning Steven. I see you're rocking the grandpa look today." I commented boldly scanning him from head to toe.

He tilted his head to the side and smirked. "You don't have to say it. I know. I make this look sexy. So I see you're heading to school early this morning. Hoping to catch me in the elevator so you can have your wicked way with me?" He cooed pushing away from the wall and sauntering towards me.

I nodded my head but laughed and cocked my eyebrow. "Not really all that early this morning is it? In fact someone could get the impression that you were just hanging around in the elevator waiting on me to grace you with my sexy self. Was that what you did this morning? Awe poor guy." I teased.

He laughed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah ya busted me. I've been riding the elevator up and down all morning in the hopes that I'd catch you before school." He replied sarcastically, stopping just in front of me.

"Seems to me someone's in a rush to get to school. In a hurry to see anyone in particular?" He cooed leaning forward so we were almost touching.

I nodded and smirked when his smile got even wider. "Yeah there's this hot freshman that I think I'm gonna bang before school."

He narrowed his eyes and put one arm on each side of me. Caging me to the wall. He smiled and leaned even closer.

"Is that so?" He whispered. His lips brushed the shell of my ear causing me to bite back a moan.

I nodded and he chuckled and pulled back so his lips hovered just barely above mine. "Ooh so it's a freshie you wanted? I guess I mistook what was happening with us. My bad kid." He taunted coolly moving back half an inch.

I pulled him back by his belt and nipped his bottom lip. "What is happening with us?" I asked against his lips ready to kiss him and to hell with teasing.

The elevator dinged and the doors began to open. He backed away and started to walk out. "We were riding the elevator. See ya later Eric." He sassed sending me a wink.

The doors closed just as I heard him laugh.

I huffed out an irritated breath and pressed the open door button and stomped out to my car. How the hell did he turn that around on me?

I was supposed to be the tease, not him.

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Steven's Pov:

Eric's class walked in and I hid my smile. He was obviously still pissed off about my teasing him. It was just pay back for him canceling our run. I still had to bite my tongue at that cocky text he sent telling me he knew how 'heart broken I'd be that he was blowing me off and not in the way I'd like'.

Seriously that was what he said along with telling me he was 'going out with Kourtney and they were gonna go check out all the sexy eye candy at the mall'. Hello did he forget we were supposed to talk more about us after our run?

I figured it was the safest way because if I had stayed we wouldn't have done anymore talking that night. Moaning, groaning, panting and okay maybe some dirty talking but we wouldn't have talked about the serious stuff.

So I figured we'd run off all the extra hormones then I'd make us a nice dinner and we could discuss everything. But that little punk wanted to put me in my place and so yep that was payback and since he want's to play 'cool' I guess that's what we're gonna do. Play it cool and calm and apparently tease the hell out of each other until one of us caves.

I sighed and resisted the urge to thump my head on the desk. Yeah I'm really acting mature. But I can't help it he brings out the idiot in me.

He stomped to his desk and threw his bag down on the floor not meeting my eyes once since walking in. Nope he was studiously ignoring me and it made me want to pick on him. Oh wait I can cause I'm the teacher and this is my class. Cue the evil mad scientist cackle!

I walked around my desk and leaned against the front of it, arms crossed and whistled loudly to get everyone's attention.

"Listen up guys. I've got some good news....Seating chart changed so everyone get your junk and line up against the back wall and wait for me to call your name and tell you where you're gonna sit."

I hadn't planned on that but in all honesty it needed to be done. Most of the girls had claimed the front half of the seats and the guys the back with Eric in the very back and no that wasn't working for me.

First of all the entire front row spent most of the class period adjusting their clothes to show a little more here or there and it was beyond obvious and really annoying because it seems like the longer they sit there the more they've gotten ballsy.

I placed all the annoying students aka the tramps in the back. I know I'm a teacher and we're not supposed to judge the kids but hello if you look, act and present all aspects of yourself as a slut I'm just gonna assume that you are in fact a slut.

Once all the trampy girls were safely tucked away in the back row I mixed it up and waited for last but not least Eric. Front and center directly in the middle which incidentally is where I spend most of the time lecturing.

Ahhh I am an evil genius, if he doesn't look up at my face then he's gonna get an eye full of my crotch! Ha lets see him avoid eye contact now.

"Everyone happy with the new seating arrangement?" I asked like I cared. All at once most of them started whining and hands were raised up demanding I move them.

Eric sent me a smirk and his eyes trailed lazily to my crotch where he stared for a second before he looked back at my face and deliberately licked his lips. I felt a stir down stairs and narrowed my eyes. Well hell I didn't exactly think this one through did I? Oh well I'll just make sure not to focus on him while I lecture.

I raised my hand up to silence the class and leaned back against my desk top. "Oh well sucks for y'all but seeing as it's my class and this is how I want it you're all just gonna have to get used to it. Now lets get started."

Half way through my lecture on the importance of foreign and domestic cooperation in regards to international mandates Eric zoned out and I walked closer and drummed my hands on his desk.

"Eric am I boring you?" I drawled.

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Eric's Pov:

Irritated yep that was the one word to describe me right now. That or horny but when am I not worked up when that cocky bastard is around. That's right I've been in a semi-stiff state since the elevator this morning and all his subtle taunts weren't helping the situation.

I try looking away so my cock-stand will die down and what does he do? Put me in the god damn front literally close enough that I could have my face in some very personal places if he didn't move the hell back.

I felt a pop on the back of the head and turned to see KT rolling her eyes. She pointed to Steven who smirked and made an expectant face.

"What?" I snapped because I had no idea what he's been saying. I zoned out for my own mental well being.

His smirk grew and he repeated himself. "I asked if I was boring you?"

The class snickered and I rolled my eyes. He must want me to back talk him right now cause hello I don't let anyone, teacher or not call me out and try to make a fool of me.

I shrugged and leaned back carelessly and shot him my own smirk. "Ehh not so much you personally. I'm sure you're trying very hard to make it all very interesting but come on, you can admit it. This crap is hella lame. Sir"

He rolled his eyes. "If I didn't know you any better I'd say someone had a bad morning. I'll let that slide but don't"

I leaned forward and drummed my fingers on my desk.

"Nah not a bad morning just lame and boring and I think there was a problem with the elevator. It was broken I'm pretty sure. It couldn't go up, just stayed down and yeah that's why I'm irritated."

I looked straight forward when I said that and hoped to god he got the smart ass taunt I implied about him being limp in the elevator. Even though I know he doesn't have a problem in that department, still it's not something a man wants to hear.

"Lucky for you I'll let you work your frustration off in track practice. Now moving on." He said loudly walking over to his desk and ignoring me the rest of the class.

The bell rang and I got up and went to sit in my chair at his desk. He looked at me expectantly and I laughed.

"Oh let me guess you want a coffee, three sugars, two creams and no spit? Way to switch it up Ste- Mr Becker." I teased.

He shrugged and looked up to make sure no one was by his desk. "Considering how much of your spit I've already had I guess that's a moot point now huh?" He whispered.

I groaned and grabbed his post it notepad and scribbled out a comeback because freshmen never stay in their desk long and were already coming up to bug us.

Kill me now I cannot mess around with guys that say MOOT no matter how hot they are! Grr you nerd.

I handed him the note and walked out hearing him laugh then tell the freshies to park it in their chairs.

When I got back Steven was in his office and yelled out for me to help him find the handouts and practice exam. I rolled my eyes. Like he even needed help, those things aren't exactly heavy and he knows damn well where they are. I guess he's back to trying to irritate me.

I stepped in and shut his door cause I was going to yell at his ass and if the freshies heard then he'd have to discipline me. I needed privacy so I can gripe at him.

"You know damn well those things are in the right file because I don't file shit wrong anymore because that just means more work for me and Ughhh see you're already holding them. One of these days I really am gonna punch you or at least actually spit in your coffee." I ranted giving him an even harder glare when he laughed at me.

He walked over and moved like he was going to open the door. At least that's what I thought until his lips brushed against mine.

"Are we done playing games?" He murmured against my lips. I shook my head no. "Nah I still owe you for the elevator incident." I grumbled.

He ran his hand down my side and gripped my hip securing me against him. "That was payback for canceling Sunday and your little implication that I couldn't get hard actually means I owe you one. So are we done playing games?" He asked softly while his lips brushed gently against mine.

He was close, nothing but a layer of clothes separating us and as he pulled back to smile at me I found myself nodding yes.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against my ear. "Have dinner with me tonight?" His hot breath tickled and sent tingles cascading down my body. But I wanted a real kiss before I left this room.

I shrugged. "I might be convinced that you really wanted to have dinner with me if you kissed me like you meant it. Not this weak ass shit you've been giving me today."

He smirked and ran his thumb across my bottom lip. "As much as I'd love to do that, what do you think the freshies would think happened if you come out with swollen lips? Because we both know it wont be a slow easy kiss. Not with all the teasing this morning."

I knew he had a point but his thumb was still running across my bottom lip and it was driving me crazy. I bit down on his thumb then slid my tongue across it slowly to sooth the sting.

His eyes dilated and his breath hitched. He slid his thumb out of my mouth and leaned forward to capture my top lip with his teeth. He didn't bite down he just held it captive while his tongue teased it.

He pulled back after a few seconds and cleared his throat. "You're playing with fire. Now lets go get the morons in this class smarter."

He blanked his face and walked out of his office.

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I walked in and my stomach growled. "It smells really good, who cooked?" I asked following Steven into his kitchen.

He grinned and pointed to himself. "I put the roast in the slow cooker this morning before I left. I knew how much you liked Del's so I borrowed her recipe. Anyway take a seat want something to drink?"

"I'll take a beer dear." I joked looking around at the floor plan. "Wow Patrick did a bad ass job on this place. You cant even tell it used to look like mine." I looked around in appreciation.

"Thanks but can we not talk about Del or Pat tonight? I was hoping we could just have a normal non-awkward first date." He replied handing me a bottle of bud light. I took it with a raised eyebrow.

"What? I'm not your parent and just because I'm against you getting trashed and doing stupid shit doesn't mean I'm going to curtail normal teen behaviour, especially on a date."

"Sooo this is a date? I was wondering if it was or if we were just gonna spend the evening pal-ing around." I teased.

"You know damn well it was a date. I wouldn't have kissed someone while asking if it was just so we could hang out as friends.. Unless you don't want it to be a date, then we can just hang."

"Hmm, I haven't decided yet. Give me a few minutes. Need any help fixing the plates? Or can I scope everything out while you play the diligent house wife?"

He rolled his eyes but grinned. "Go ahead check it all out but all the really interesting shit is hidden."

I walked around looking at the different art pieces and the books he had on his shelf. I walked over to his office area and smiled at the organized chaos. The entire place looked like something you'd see in a high priced ad for condos for the super rich. Except his office space. That you can tell gets used and wasn't for looks.

I felt him behind me and leaned back just a fraction.

"Plates are ready, did you find anything interesting?" He asked grabbing my hand and leading me back to his table.

"Not really, guess I'll have to investigate more thoroughly if I ever come back here." I commented lightly.

"If? Hmm interesting way of phrasing that but okay."

"Was it? Cause I thought it was pretty apt. I don't know if I'll be coming back here because in all honesty I don't know exactly what it is we're doing here." I shrugged and took a bite.

He took a bite and smiled. "We're having dinner and talking about things." He said simply.

I rolled my eyes. "No shit really?" I grumbled and took another swig of my beer.

He laughed but stopped short and cleared his throat. "Okay I get the feeling you want to cut the shit and talk about the issues right?"

"Uh ya think? First off what are all these supposed issues or whatever that we need to be discussing? I thought we talked about it all the other night. You're gay, my teacher and though you own many businesses including a fetish kink club with private memberships, you don't buy into all they hype but you do enjoy spicing up your sex life. You like me, we've kissed and we're now on a date doesn't that sum everything up?"

He crossed his arms and bit his lip trying and failing to hide his smirk. "Well there is the matter of your feelings for me. I'm almost positive you feel the same way I do but you haven't had the balls to say anything. And then-"

"Aye ass-hat you don't get to joke about my balls because even the ballsiest guy isn't gonna tell another guy that is supposedly straight that he has feelings for him. Plus I thought it was pretty much implied when I kissed you back and accepted this date. So next issue and hurry up about all of it cause I'm hungry and my food's gonna get cold."

I was only half serious but I love the expression on his face when I get smart with him. It's a cross between amusement and something a little dirtier.

"Then eat while I talk smart ass and stop interrupting. I swear sometimes I don't know if I wanna kiss you or spank your ass." He muttered his eyes boring into me.

I snorted and sent him a flirty grin. "Who says you cant do both?" I purred and damn I loved the hot look he sent me.

"If you want to finish this meal without it going cold I suggest you refrain from making anymore of those comments."

"You started it. Don't tease me with empty promises and I wont taunt you with sexually loaded suggestions."

"Ughh your making this hard" He half groaned, half whined.

I laughed. "That was kind of the idea."

"Not that way and dammit stop playing around. I'm trying to be serious here."

I raised my hands up in surrender and waited for him to talk.

"You know part of what I was going to say doesn't even apply anymore because I've gotten the distinct impression that you're not nearly as naive and innocent as I originally thought you were."

"Gee what gave that clue away Sherlock? The random club hook-ups, Newspaper articles basically calling me a man whore although that was a bit exaggerated or my nonchalance in regards to kink?"

"None of those actually. It was more about how you've interacted with me the passed few days. In fact I think you might have been faking all the spaz-tastic word vomits. Plus there is the fact that our age difference doesn't seem to bother you."

I swallowed the bite I'd just taken before I answered.

"Nah I promise those episodes of retarded-ness were completely authentic and I can almost guarantee that eventually I'll end up having another around you. I don't know why you seem to throw me off kilter so much but you do. You're right, the fact that you are six years older doesn't bother me but I see that as a good thing. So now that part of your soliloquy is 'moot'. See look at that. I learned a nerdy word from you and implemented it into casual conversation. You're like my own personal word of the day calender. Anyway like I was saying since it's moot, how about you start with the rest of what you were going to lecture me on."

"Not lecture, just point out certain things that should be concerns for not only you but me too." He defended.

"Such as, and I'm thinking besides the obvious one that anything between us should be kept hush hush since you're my teacher and Delilah's little brother."

"Well how about the fact that I have a whole other life that involves clubs and fetish clubs and millions of dollars. None of that bothers you? No concerns about that at all? Have you stopped to think how it would effect you?"

I took a drink to wash down the potatoes and shrugged. "So you have a shit ton of clubs and even more money. Big deal, I've grown up with money and it doesn't impress or deter me. It is what it is. As for the clubs, again why should I care about any of that. As long as when you're at your clubs you stay professional I see no reason for that to impress or deter me. Next issue?"

"You're frustratingly calm about all of this. Fine how about the fact that although I rarely deal with the actual clubs they are owned by me. Meaning if some reporter were to find out about Leather and Lace and made the right inquires it would lead them back to me and in turn that could lead them to you. Even after you graduate that could cause you problems and you've already made it quite clear that you don't want your private life in the media. You're essentially third generation Dallas royalty and you being linked to something as risque as a fetish kink club would cause a shit storm."

I shrugged. "You've owned that club for how long and that hasn't happened yet. Plus I'm assuming that you've protected your name by setting up shell companies and subsidiaries to make it difficult to find anything out. Especially given the caliber of your clientele. However if that was to happen then I'm a big boy and I can deal with it."

He gave a frustrated sigh. "Eric you're taking all of this too lightly. Before things with us go any further I want you to really consider what being with me would mean."

"Look I know you think you're informing me of all these catastrophic things that could happen but news flash I already considered all of that. What do you think I was doing all weekend long? I was thinking everything out, weighing out all of this. I know that dating you would mean not going public for months. I know better then most the strain that keeping a relationship secret can cause but I think we actually have more lee-way then most because our situation's a bit different. I don't need you to point out any of the obvious hang ups that would come from being with you. I'm not stupid and as you've already pointed out I'm third generation 'Dallas Royalty' I've been around all of this my whole life and I probably know how to navigate the pitfalls of being well known better then you. The only reason I freaked about the last article was that it came from someone I had considered a friend. Even then if it had been true I would have been okay but lying is something I cant get down with."

"So you thought it all through? You understand that even though we could be out and about together we couldn't be touchy feely in public? You're not gonna get offended when I don't kiss you or hug you if we aren't behind closed doors? You'll be satisfied with a half assed relationship until you're out of school? Because that's what it would boil down to. Other then Kourtney, John and I'm assuming Daniel, no body else that has any connection to the school can know about us if we were to date."

"See this is where you're losing me. You're acting like us becoming serious is a forgone conclusion. Maybe we date for a week and decide we're better off as friends. Or maybe it's just a matter of two hot people being attracted to the superficial stuff. In that case once we fuck a few times it'll be out of our system. Then there's the possibility that we're both fucked emotionally and have too many hang ups to ever really connect." I bluffed.

He rolled his eyes. "I call bullshit on that. In fact I'll go as far as saying if we were to date it would get serious. Very serious, very quickly. But maybe you're right, so where do we go from here?"

I took a few seconds to gather my thoughts. "I say we're done talking for the night and since we're both finished eating maybe we should take this to your bedroom."

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Steven's Pov:

I held in my groan. Doesn't he realise I'm trying to do this the right way and him saying things like that tests my control. I've wanted him for months and now that I can have him I want to take things slow so we don't screw this up.

I cleared my throat and shook my head no. "Eric we're talking about having a relationship not a one night stand. I don't want to rush you into anything that you'll regret later." I reasoned with him.

He sent me a sly smile and stood up slowly, walking over to my chair even more slowly. As if he was a predator trying not to spook his skittish prey. The irony of that wasn't lost on me but I couldn't muster the strength to stop him.

I wanted this. I wanted him more then I've ever wanted anything in my life.

I slid my chair away from the table just enough so he had room to stand in front of me. Wordlessly he ran his hand through my hair in a calming manor.

He gripped my hair lightly and tilted my head back. His other hand braced on my shoulder, he leaned down and kissed me.

That was all it took for my control to shatter.

I pulled him down onto my lap and kissed him harder. Taking control and his groan of surrender showed how much he liked that. I pulled back and trailed kisses to his ear.

"Eric if you stay any longer tonight I'm gonna fuck you until neither of us can move." I warned.

He chuckled hoarsely and guided my hand to his hard on. "Then we better lose some of these clothes." He purred while he pushed down even harder on my lap.

Without a second thought I stood up and set him on the table knocking all the dishes to the ground. He kept his legs wrapped around my waist and slid his hands up my shirt.

I yanked his shirt off and licked my lips in anticipation.

His chest was smoothly muscled and lightly tanned and I wanted to lick every inch of it. Eric leaned forward and sealed his lips to mine.

I let him take the lead but stopped him when he started grinding on me. Not that I didn't want that, I did, I just want to draw this out.

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Eric's Pov:

I bucked against Steven's hold but he just held me more firmly. He looked down at me and growled out. "Slow it down baby, we need to make sure we get you nice and ready."

I gripped his hair tighter and tilted his head down to mine. "I've been hard since I walked in here and I swear to all things holy if you don't man up I'm gonna bite you!" I whined against his lips.

He chuckled gruffly and sent me a wicked smile. "Oooh baby keep talking dirty!" He cooed throatily but he stepped back and released me.

He shrugged out of his shirt and I felt myself harden even more. I whimpered but he ignored me and slowly trailed his hands down his own ripped chest to his pants. A flick of his wrist and his pants hung undone around his waist.

He cocked his brow and nodded to my jeans. "Off now." He ordered and I complied happily.

I loved that tone of voice. I'd gone commando tonight and I couldn't wait to get these restricting jeans off. Hastily and not nearly as graceful as him I undid the button and zipper. A pleased smirk showed on Steven's face as he stepped back to me.

"No underwear? How naughty of you." He growled sensually as he pulled me against his bare chest. I gasped at the feel of our bare abs rubbing against each other. I could feel every hot hard muscle against my own.

My jeans fluttered to the floor and Steven slid his hand down my chest to my hardened length and gripped it with just the right amount of pressure. He pumped me until I was on the brink then let go and stepped back so my length wasn't touching anything.

"You decide how we play it tonight. Your way or mine?" He cooed softly.

"Yours." I answered immediately because I knew, had always known he would be the dominate one and I loved the thought of him taking control and doing with me as he pleased.

I knew he'd leave me spent and beyond satisfied.

He stepped behind me and nuzzled my neck. Trailing hot kisses from my ear down my shoulder while he massaged my buttocks.

I squirmed and pushed back against his hand. A gutteral gasp escaped me when he swatted my butt. Just enough that it made me want more before he rubbed the slight sting away.

"Turn around and brace you hands on the table." He whispered in my ear.

Without a second thought I did as he said and groaned out when he rewarded me with a slow lick down my spin to the top of my butt. He peppered sucking kisses on one cheek while he rubbed and smacked the other then switched.

I could feel myself leaking pre cum from my straining member and whined out my frustration. He turned me around while still on his knees and looked up from my length.

"Don't let go of the table." He murmured holding my eyes with his while he engulfed my length.

My head dropped back and I couldn't hold back a loud moan. He went all the way down and I could feel his throat muscles clenching against my shaft, but he didn't gag. He slid up slowly and rubbed his tongue on the underside. Back and forth over and over again.

I was panting. I could feel my release coming and I'm sure he could too. He massaged my balls quicker and sped up his sucking and began grazing me with his teeth.

"Steven.. I... Oh goooooooood!!" I groaned as I spilt in his mouth. He swallowed and kept going focusing on my head like an ice cream.

I had to grit my teeth to stop from bucking into his unbelievably talented mouth because it was too much. My tip was over sensitised and I didn't want to shoot again so soon.

"Steven. I... please" I whined.

He released me with a grin but kept his hand there, moving slowly back and forth.

He pumped me slowly while he trailed kisses up my body to finally connect his lips to mine. I released my hold on the table and moved my hands to pull his boxers down and reveal his thick long glory.

"I thought you weren't hung like a horse?" I accused, my eyes still focused on his straining erection.

He stole the rest of my thoughts away with a searing kiss. He lifted me up and my legs reflexively wrapped around his waist and I tightened my hold in his hair.

Steven set me down further on the solid wood table, climbed up and hovered slightly above me, never breaking our kiss. I was running out of breath but at this moment I couldn't care less about something as trivial as oxygen.

I trailed my hands over every inch of his body I could reach, loving how his moans matched my own. They fired me up and made me desperate. I wanted him now.

"Steven, now!" I pleaded breaking away from his lips to gasp in much needed air.

"We need to stretch you." He growled pinning both of my hands above my head with one of his.

He kissed me to keep me from arguing as he manoeuvred himself more firmly between my thighs. He replaced his lips with the fingers of his free hand.

"Suck." He murmured with just as much lust and need in his voice as I felt. While I sucked on his fingers he ground his hips against my own, torturing us both with the friction.

When he was satisfied with how wet his fingers were he replaced them with his mouth. Sliding one finger into me smoothly. Moving tortuously slow and when I pushed down he added a second still working them slowly. Twisting and crooking them so on every inward thrust he brushed my prostate.

I was on the brink and he kept me there. Giving me just enough pleasure that I was poised to blow but not enough to actually finish. He was driving me mad with unfulfilled lust.

"NOW god dammit! I'm not a virgin, you cock-tease. Just fuck me already! OHhhhhhh!" My rant ended on a long breathless moan as he added a third finger pushing firmly against the cluster of nerves that send lightning through my entire body.

He kissed down my chest and engulfed me while he massaged my prostate. My release hit with enough force to jerk me off the table in a moaning incoherent breathless mess.

He didn't stop his ministrations until I was once again rock hard and on the brink. He leaned over and snagged a condom from his pants tearing it with his teeth and giving me a wicked grin.

"Still want this?" he hesitated until I slapped his chest and rolled my eyes. "Shut up and fuck me already!" I whined hoarsely.

Without any other hesitation his slid in fully and stilled when I groaned. Thank god he stretched me cause oh my god he felt huge! He groaned through his gritted teeth. "God you're tight!"

I couldn't help but laugh causing the both of us to moan out. I wrapped my legs around him tighter. He pulled back and glided back in. Slowly building speed until both of us were straining to reach our peeks.

I dug my fingers into his back and broke our kiss to scream out his name as I climaxed once again. He dropped his head to my neck sealing his lips around my pulse point as he rode out his own release.

Steven rolled us over so I was on top of him with him still in me. "Shower or straight on to the next round?" He asked running his hands up and down my back.

I rolled my hips and nipped his chest. "How about we go the next round in the shower?"