The CEO's Kryptonite - S01 E36

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The CEO's Kryptonite - S01 E36

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 36

Warning: Explicit Content

(I mean like I really didn't hold back here... but to all my fellow smut lovers... Finally, amirite?)

"Let's try something a little different here... so there's no confusion this time." Christian whispered against me.

His voice sounded different.

I wasn't sure how to describe it, but it made my knees go weak. I felt his warm tongue trail it's way down the side of my lobe. It sent a jolts of shivers running through me as I let out a quiet moan.

"Alexander Hamilton," He whispered. His words were slightly muffled against the delicate skin. "May I fucking kiss you?"

I was well past the point of thinking. I did my best to get the word yes out.

Christian pulled away from my ear. His vibrant blue eyes met my bland hazel ones, and I couldn't figure out whether he was going to say something or not. His hand reached back around to hold the side of my neck firmly in place. He answered my question almost immediately after, as his eyes drifted closed again, and his lips collided with mine.

If it wasn't for the wall behind me, I would've toppled back. He pressed me flush against the surface as his soft lips moved against me. His other hand worked its way from my hair, down to neck... then my shoulders... before they landed against my chest. He tasted sweet like peppermint when his teeth took hold of my bottom lip and tugged roughly.

I let out a strangled moan as I felt my cock growing increasingly harder. Christians hold tightened around my waist. His leg moved to reposition itself between my own. When it rubbed up against my crotch, I let out an even louder moan. It was muffled by his kisses.

Soon after, he pulled away just a tad, which allowed me to gasp for much needed oxygen. I hadn't even noticed I was holding my breath until then.

"These are far too many clothes." He growled. In one fluid motion, my top was untucked and pulled up over my head. I felt a a cold shiver run through me as he undid my pant buttons. I remembered him undressing me the night before, but now that I wasn't under the influence of alcohol, everything felt ten times more exhilarating. I felt his every touch. His every kiss.

His eyes were staring on intensely at my body. I started to get a little embarrassed. My lack of muscle was pretty evident when it came to my build. I liked going on runs to try and keep myself fit, but when it came to lifting or sculpting, that shit was not for me.

My thoughts were interrupted by Christians lips as they captured mine again. This time he started to inch me away from the wall and towards the bed. It was almost nothing for him as his hand wrapped around my back, and gently laid me on the mattress. His lips never broke away from mine as he supported me.

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My hands hesitantly slipped away from his sides to the hem of his t-shirt. I wanted to see him. All of him.

My fingers fumbled with the fabric as they did their best to lift his shirt off him. When Christian realized I was having some trouble, he pulled away to effortlessly yank it off. He did that thing where guys grab the at the back collar and lift up in one fluid motion. I wasn't sure why, but that turned me on even more.

Once he had his shirt off, I let me eyes roam completely. I was allowed to now, right? His tattoos were heavenly. Every time he moved, a muscle would flex, and I could feel myself drooling.

"Fuck Christian, you're perfect." I whispered without thinking.

He froze for a moment, and his eyes only seemed to darken.

When his head dipped down, I thought he was going to kiss me again... but instead he lips latched on to the crevice of my neck. "Fuck." I moaned out when he ran his teeth along the sensitive skin.

"I want to taste every inch of you." He spoke against me. I felt my cock twitch at his words. "Every inch." He whispered again. The trail of his kisses start at my neck and slowly lead down to my chest. As he got lower and lower, I couldn't stop the series of moans from being released.

When he had finally reached the hem of my briefs, he glanced back up at me. My eyes had been watching his every move. His eyes locked in on mine, another shudder was released from my body. A hand slid down from my side to the elastic band and slowly pulled back the thin fabric.

My cock was past the point of hard. I was leaking against the side of my lower waist. When the briefs were pulled fully off of me, I heard Christian mumble "Fuckkk, that's hot" under his breath.

That practically separated my soul from my body.

His hand reached up to grab me, and I let out a load groan. He'd barely even touched me, and I already felt like I was close to coming.

I watched on in anticipation as Christian's tongue slid out. He licked up from the base of my shaft to the tip, and my hands gripped the bed sheets.

Sweetmaryjesusmotherofgod.

I was definitely going to hell for even thinking of god at a time like this, let alone praying to him that I wouldn't cum so soon.

When he reached the tip, I felt his tongue lick the precum that was now dripping onto his hand. The death grip I had on those sheets intensified.

That was when he fully took me in his mouth.

His mouth felt unlike anything I had ever experienced before. My eyes roll back as my hips buckled to his touch. He placed a firm hand on my abdomen and pulled away slightly. "Stay." He demanded. I gave him a enthusiastic nod, almost begging him to take me back in his mouth.

When he did, he used his other hand to stoke the base of my cock. "Fucking god, Christian!" I muttered out through clenched teeth. He started to pick up the pace. His hand would tighten and release, then tighten and release.

I felt a sensation building... I knew I was going to cum soon. "S-Shit Christian, I cant-" I started through pants of my breath... then he took me all the way into his mouth again. I tried to sit up, but his hand held me firm against the mattress. "Christian, I cant, I'm going to-" I got out in a barely coherent sentence.

"Cum." He mumbled against me, with my cock still in his mouth. The vibrations sent me other the edge. I squeezed my eyes so tight, I swore I did some serious damage to my retina. The fabric of the bed sheets were so tightly bunched between my fingers, I thought I was going to rip them.

"Christian!" I practically shouted, as that built up tension was released, and I came in his mouth.