The Coming Storm

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Authors: Flynn Eire
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be glad you’re happy or worried you four are going to drain me while you fuck me to death?” I asked with a whimper.
    “Thrilled that we’re going to treat you like the prize you are and a rarity we might never get to indulge in again.” I wasn’t sure exactly what that meant but I got a hint when he turned to Aurelo. “We went too fast with someone with so little experience. You’re better at the foreplay than I am. Tease and please him while he recoups from my overindulgence.”
    “Yes, Director.” Aurelo moved to take the director’s place when the man pulled away.
    “You make me sound like I’m some idiot right out of puberty who doesn’t know his cock from his ass,” I muttered, my hard-on and excitement deflating. “You don’t have to baby me. Everyone always baby’s me. I’m a grown man.”
    “That’s not what he meant at all,” Aurelo assured me quickly. He ran his hands over my legs and opened them again before moving between them. “Director Fabian simply meant if he’d known more about your level of practice, he would have taken things slower. Not chuckled when you went to kiss him. This is his way of apologizing.”
    “Having you tease me?” That didn’t sound like much of an apology to me.
    “And please you, which would be my pleasure ,” he moaned as he lowered his massive frame over me. Wow, he really was a big boy. At least six-eight to my five-ten… And did he ever fill out that size nicely. I hadn’t really taken the time to notice before with the way his leader’s flashy looks distracted, but now, when he was on top of me, it was impossible not to.
    “It sounds like the boss calling in his assistant to take care of the details he doesn’t want to be bothered with,” I muttered to myself.
    “No, not at all,” Director Fabian said from my left. I snapped my head in his direction and blinked up at him with wide eyes. I hadn’t seen or felt him move there. He gave me a soft smile as his hand moved to my hair, running his fingers through it tenderly. “I’m very, very old, Chicago. There’s a certain level of jaded that comes with it, and I simply don’t remember how to be kind or gentle as you deserve. Aurelo is wonderful at that, so see it as sending in a star player.”
    “You’re being gentle now.” I let him see the honesty of my words in my eyes but then got distracted with Aurelo’s lips on my collarbone as his hands slid under my body to my ass. He grinded our bodies together as I moaned in pleasure.
    “I have never had the desire to simply watch someone else’s enjoyment as I do you, dear Chicago. You are an amazement and surprise. At my age, there are so few of those left in life for me,” Director Fabian whispered almost to himself.
    “Life shocks the shit out of me all the time.” I wrapped my legs around Aurelo and tried to remember what I was saying. Oh, right. “I was just going to download the NSA’s illegal phone taps for the PP tonight. Look what happened with that? Part of what keeps life interesting, even the scary parts, is the not knowing.”
    “You’re reminding me of that.”
    Aurelo nipped my earlobe, and I was officially done talking. I turned my head and found his lips, whimpering when he immediately thrust his tongue into my mouth. The director hadn’t been kidding that the man knew how to please. Just kissing set my body on fire in ways I’d never felt. And his hands… Gods, his hands! They were everywhere and knew exactly where to touch at the right moment.
    It took only minutes until I was rubbing against him like a slut willing to offer him anything for more. “Please, Aurelo, take me. Please, please, please . I want to feel you inside me. Bite me too. Just like this. Fuck me with this passion. I want to experience that.”
    “I love begging,” he groaned so deeply I felt the rumble in my chest. “Soon, I promise. Director Fabian first again while Max drinks from you as well. Suck him off good, Chicago, and I will be

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