With Tongue and Teeth by James Cox

my back. He lingered at the curve, his tongue swirling some intricate and invisible pattern. Then I
realized he was tracing my tattoo. I had the word Outlaw on my ass cheek in script .
    Justice shimmied down my body,
between my legs.
    I glanced over my shoulder
watching him staring at me. Then he spread his hand over my ass cheeks,
grabbing them and squeezing. I felt the rush of pleasure as he pulled them
apart and used his fingers to massage them. “You’re killing me, ” I muttered into the pillow. At this rate, I may blow my load too soon.
    Justice chuckled. He leaned down
and kissed the top of my ass crack.
    Was he going to bite again? I was
actually looking forward to it as he followed my crack with his tongue, swiping
over the hole and making me thrust into the sheets. “Justice.” His tongue probed and sent me into a fit of moans. It felt so fucking good. I
was thrusting in time with his tongue. But he pulled away before I could build
that orgasm to release. He nipped at the flesh on my right ass cheek as his
thumb dipped into me. He fingered me ever so slightly as his teeth came down on
my skin. “Fuck.” The word was pretty accurate. I wanted that. It was also the
only word that I could utter. My brain was shutting down like some primal
animal instinct.
    Justice let go. He paused for a
moment. I felt the bed move as he reached over. Then there was the cool touch
of lube against my hole and the soft
crinkle of a condom. He fingered my ass as he bite down on my left cheek.
    I let out a long groan that was
too deep to be my voice, but it was me.
“Fuck. Now. Please.” The words were stilted, hard to
get out.
    Justice opened his mouth, releasing
my flesh. More lube was spread on my asshole. He grabbed both cheeks and I felt
the tip of him enter me.
    I grunted. Yeah. No words just
random sounds to express how close I was to blowing up. I needed to come so badly I couldn’t think straight. Justice laid the
flat of his palm against my cheek and squeezed then gave me a soft spank. It
sent a ripple effect through my body. I thrust into the sheets, forming my own rhythm
as Justice pushed his big, black dick inside me.
    “Romeo. So fucking tight, ” he said, the words were strained.
Justice slapped my ass again, harder this time. “Up. On. Your. Knees.” Each word was
followed by a spank until it stung so good .
    I shifted to my knees.
    Justice pushed inside, not all
the way but enough to feel the burn.
    “Oh, fuck.” I arched so my ass
was high and my head angled to stare back. Justice molded his body to mine. He
pushed inside me, spreading me, filling me. I cried out as he started to increase
his rhythm. His hands moved around my
torso, urging me up so our flesh was completely touching. His mouth was on my
shoulder, kissing then licking. Each thrust was a hard ram.
    “Romeo.” Justice bit
down on my shoulder, pulling the flesh between his teeth as his dick speared
me.
    He was so hard, so rough, that my
legs started to shake. Fucking stupid legs. I fell to
the bed. Justice followed. He spread his hand on my lower back and got a
perfect position. Justice thrust inside me faster, harder. I could hear his
heavy panting, his flesh slapping mine. I was thrusting into the sheets. His
hands moved to my hips, digging in. “Please. Now. More.” What the fuck was I saying? I was incoherent with need.
    Justice growled. He spanked my
ass. Thrust, spank, thrust, spank. Then he let out a growl. Justice leaned over
me and bit the back of my neck. It was hard enough to make me tense. Then I
felt his body still. The rush of liquid made me groan. Justice was gasping. He
let go of my skin. His dick was starting to soften inside me. When he pulled
out, the stream of cum began to leak out of the condom down his length. But I
was still hard. I still ached. “Justice.”
    He moved so I could roll over
then he fisted my dick and shoved his mouth over the shaft. I thrust upward,
sending myself deep. I lost count of how many times I