The Billionaire’s Secret 🥀 | Part 24: Best Night Of My Life (Patreon)

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Part 24: Best Sex Of My Life"Sebastian, I cannot..."The protest died as he pulled me back against him, mouth finding my neck, lips parting over the pulse there. His teeth grazed sharp, sucking hard enough to pull a gasp from deep in my throat, the wet heat of his tongue lapping the mark he left. One hand splayed flat on my bare chest inside the open blazer, thumb rolling my nipple rough, pinching until it throbbed under his touch. The other dipped lower, palming my ass through the thin cotton of my underwear, fingers digging into the muscle, spreading me open just enough to tease the cleft. I bucked back, cock leaking a wet spot against the fabric, grinding desperate into his grip.

He growled low, the sound vibrating against my skin, and spun me toward the bed in one fluid move. His palm pressed flat between my shoulder blades, pushing me down onto the cool sheets. I landed on my back, blazer flapping open like wings, chest heaving as he towered over me, broad and unyielding, eyes dark with that terrifying calm. His cock strained thick against his underwear, the outline heavy and veined, tip pushing at the waistband like it demanded out. He braced one knee on the mattress between my thighs, the bed dipping under his weight, and hooked his fingers into my waistband.

"Off," he murmured, voice rough, yanking the cotton down my hips. My cock sprang free, hard and flushed, slapping up against my stomach, precome coating a trail across my skin. He dragged the underwear lower, folding my legs up towards my shoulder, exposing my hole, the tight pucker clenching empty in the cool air. His gaze dropped there, hungry, thumb brushing the rim once, light but possessive, making me twitch and leak more. I spread my legs wider without thinking, ass lifting off the sheets, offering.

Sebastian stripped fast after that, shoving his own underwear down, kicking them aside. His cock bobbed heavy, thick as fuck, veins ridged along the length, head swollen dark and glistening at the slit. It curved up toward his stomach, balls hanging full below, and he fisted it once, slow stroke from base to tip, smearing the bead of precome there. The sight hit me hard, mouth watering, hole aching to be filled.

He grabbed some lube from the nightstand, coating his fingers quickly, and knelt between my legs, pushing my thighs further toward my chest, opening up my hole for him. “That’s a pretty hole.”, he murmured.One finger circled my hole first, teasing the rim, then pressed in knuckle deep, the stretch burning sweet. I moaned, ass clenching around the intrusion, but he held my gaze, eyes locked as he crooked it inside me, rubbing that spot. "Evan," he said, name low and deliberate, adding a second finger, scissoring wide, lube dripping down my crack to soak the sheets.

"Sebastian... fuck me please," I gasped, hips bucking up, cock smearing wet across my belly. He worked me open rough but sure, third finger thrusting deep, curling to hit that bundle again and again until my hole fluttered loose, greedy for more. “Mhmmm fuck, Sebastian…”His free hand pinned my thigh down, keeping me spread, dominant in the way he watched every twitch, every whine pulled from my throat.

When he pulled his fingers free, the empty drag made me whine, but he coated his cock fast, fisting the base, and lined up at my hole. The head nudged in blunt, stretching me wide, burn flaring hot as he sank the first inch. I arched off the bed, blazer twisting under me, fingers clawing the sheets. "Fuck... shitt," I breathed, but he did not stop, thrusting steady, inch after thick inch splitting me open until his hips met my ass, balls snug against me.

"Evan," he growled again, name like a claim, holding there a beat, buried deep, my hole clenching tight around his girth. Then he moved, pulled out slow to the tip, slamming back in hard, the slap of skin loud in the room. ThwackI moaned out loudly, legs wrapping his waist, heels digging into his back as he set a brutal rhythm, cock dragging over that spot with every plunge. The city lights flickered beyond the windows, gold streaks on his sweaty chest, but my world narrowed to him, to the burn stretch of my ass taking him whole, prostate punched relentlessly until precome pooled hot on my stomach.He hooked my knees over his elbows, folding me open, blazer bunching at my sides as he drove deeper, angle brutal, balls slapping my ass with each thrust. "Fuck yeah, my beautiful boy," he rasped, eyes never leaving mine, free hand wrapping my cock in a loose fist, stroking rough in time with his hips. Pressure built fast, coil tight in my gut, hole spasming around him as he fucked harder, grunting low, the head of his cock swelling thicker inside me.

In and out he went, thick length dragging wet along my walls, the squelch wet and obscene every time he bottomed out, his precome leaking steady into my hole, mixing with the lube to make everything sloppy, easy, filthy. Thwack thwack sounds echoed off the windows, skin meeting skin, his heavy balls smacking my ass cheeks red.

He leaned down slow, chest brushing mine, sweat between us, and captured my mouth in a beautiful dominant kiss, tongue thrusting deep like his cock, claiming every gasp. Then he pulled back, lips trailing fire to my neck, biting sharp over the pulse, sucking a fresh mark into the skin. "You look so good like this," he praised, voice gravel rough, nipping the lobe of my ear. "Spread open for me, taking my cock so deep."

I whimpered, nodding frantic, ass clenching tighter around him, the burn sweet now, full. "Fuck, got you wet didn't I boy?" he murmured, pulling out halfway, slamming back in with a wet squelch that made my toes curl.

I nodded, whimpering high, "Mhhmm yes, Mr. Blackwell... yes..."

Thwack thwack thwack, faster now, his hips snapping brutal, cock pistoning in and out, stretching my hole wide around his girth, the rim dragging tight on every withdrawal. He got more dominant then, griping on my thighs, folding me near double, pounding relentlessly. "You love getting fucked don't you Evan?"

I nodded, my hole fluttering wild around him. "Yes... fuck, yes..."

"My filthy secret boy," he growled, thrusting harder, the head of his cock grinding deep against my prostate, sparks shooting up my spine. "Fuck, fuck..."

The words broke me, pressure snapping like a wire, my cock pulsing in his fist, cum shooting hot ropes across my stomach, splattering his abs sticky white. I cried out, ass clamping down vise tight on him, milking his cock as waves crashed through me, vision blurring gold from the city lights.

But Sebastian kept fucking, grunting "Oh yeah..." as he chased his own edge, my cum slick between our bodies, smearing messy on his skin with every roll of his hips. He leaned in for a kiss then, filthy and deep, tongue tangling with mine, not caring about the sticky mess, just devouring my moans as he stretched my legs wider, hooking them higher over his shoulders, sinking impossibly deeper.

"Fuck yeah, boy," he rasped against my lips, the new angle punching my oversensitive prostate, making me sob into his mouth, hole quivering around his cock, still leaking his precome inside me, keeping everything slick and hot. Thwack thwack slower now but harder, each thrust dragging out my overspill, cum dripping down my sides onto the sheets.

"Oh fuck, you are so beautiful, Evan," he breathed, eyes locked fierce on mine, sweat dripping from his brow onto my chest. "Such a pretty boy, getting fucked by me... look at you, ass full of my cock, taking it all."

I nodded wild, wrecked, "Shit... Sebastian... fuckkk yeah yeah fuck keep going... please..."

He kept going, pace grinding deep now, circling his hips to rub every inch inside me, the squelch louder with my cum easing the slide, his balls tightening heavy against my ass. "That's it, pretty boy... milk me... gonna fill this hole..."

The words tipped him over, thrusts stuttering erratic, cock thickening one last pulse before he buried deep, groaning low and broken, "Evan..." as he came, hot spurts flooding my ass, painting my walls thick and messy, his length twitching with every jet. I clenched around him, drawing it out, the warmth spilling full inside me, leaking slow when he finally stilled, hips grinding lazy to push it deeper.

He collapsed forward then, careful not to crush, forehead pressed to mine, breaths heaving hot between us. "My boy," he murmured, voice wrecked soft, arms wrapping tight around me, pulling me close in a full body hug, legs tangled, his cock softening still buried half in my hole. "I wish I could keep you to myself forever, but the world…."

The words wrapped warm, his heartbeat slowing steady under my ear as he shifted us, spooning me against his chest, blazer tangled between. Sleep tugged at him quick, breaths evening out deep and even, body heavy and sated around mine.

My eyes stayed open though, staring at the city lights smearing gold across the ceiling. Best sex of my life. Raw and real, him everywhere inside me still, cum leaking slow down my thighs. But that last line overlapped quietly in my head. Keep you to myself forever? He wants me to be his secret lover forever? The thought hung, small and sharp, the view endless outside but suddenly feeling like edges closing in. I closed my eyes, letting his arm hold me tight, but sleep came slow, shadows lingering in the dark.

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