Loving The Corporate Prince Ch. 11

Copyright © 2021 by M.J. Moréo

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Trigger Warning:

This book contains scenes that may trigger dysphoria including transphobia and penetrative intercourse (not at the same time). This book contains kink scenes including limb restriction and more. If these are themes you are not prepared to handle, please do not continue. Always read and play responsibly!

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⟡ CHAPTER ELEVEN ⟡

DUSTIN

The lights were low in Dustin's apartment. What felt like 100 candles, decorated the outer rim of the large living room, giving it a warm, yellow-orange glow. Dustin could hardly see anything that wasn't more than 4 feet in front of him.

The air was thick and hot - almost muggy - in the dimly lit room as he looked down, his wrists were comfortably bound with delicate, black lace ribbons. The door opened slowly with a slight creak as River's slender form stepped in.

Illuminated by only the candles, he was completely ethereal. His boots heels clicked against the floor. Each click felt like a boom, echoing for miles, despite the reality of only being in Dustin's apartment.

He moved to the older man. It wasn't until he felt River's presence against his skin that Dustin noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt. He felt himself growing hard in his pants with the levels the anticipation was making his blood rush. River stood in front of him, hovering with an inquisitive and domineering posture.

"You're the most delicious play-thing I've ever seen," River breathed, his voice was low. Smooth, yet somehow, gravelly at the same time.

The familiar smell of erotic musk and cologne surrounded Dustin's nostrils, throwing him into a lust-filled daze as his pupils dilated.

'River.'

Just River's bold eyes on the blonde made his heart race. It made him feel so important and wanted, knowing that he was tied up like a present for the raven-haired man. He "couldn't" move. He "couldn't" go anywhere. River was the one with the freedom and yet, he chose to give his focus - his freedom - to the man in front of him.

He whimpered at River's words as the pads of his fingers danced along Dustin's forearm. River drifted around Dustin, dragging his finger along with him, knowing his touch was setting the millionaire on fire. He let his raspy voice hum, in almost a drone-like moan. The deep vibrato in his chest electrified him, making him feel his domination over Dustin.

Dustin's chest rose and fell, slowly at first, but the more River's fingers moved along his skin - up to his arm, tracing the muscles of his biceps and across his shoulder - his breathing grew hard and heavy. His chest couldn't get enough air in them and the blood pumping through his veins made his insides tighten.

"Mmm," River moaned. "What should I do with this tasty treat of mine?"

"Anything you want," Dustin smiled, tilting his head back desperate for more contact from the man he worshipped.

"I don't know..." River began as goosebumps kissed Dustin's skin when his finger ran down the other shoulder and arm. "I do love teasing you."

Finally, River was back in front of Dustin and under the low glow of the candles that surrounded them, Dustin let his eyes roam River's tight body. He wore extremely tight, black pants. The knees were ribbed and the crotch was accentuated with extra fabric. His pants were stuffed into equally sexy combat boots that he knew River loved. Best of all, River wore nothing on top but a sleeveless, cropped, leather vest, letting the stubble of his chest hair sprout to vision.

River loved Dustin's eyes on him. Almost as much as Dustin reveled in River's erotic glances. River moved forward and let his finger's trail down Dustin's chest before counting and tracing each of his abs, making the air catch in the blonde's throat.

"Let's take these off, shall we?" River smiled as Dustin bit his juicy lips, nodding violently.

He nearly cried out when he felt River's hands finally grip him with more force than a butterfly. River grabbed Dustin's hips, pulling him upward before his hands tickled Dustin's zipper and unfastening his pants. He finally felt like he could release a breath he didn't know he was holding in, as his pants slid off him. Just as quickly, his underwear followed, receiving a satisfied smirk from River.

His hardness was exposed to the man before him and he felt a twinge of embarrassment that River had gotten him so erect with his simple, light touches, but the look of contentment that graced River's face told him that his embarrassment wasn't warranted.

Dustin was everything River wanted. He wanted to make the man before him melt beneath the pads of his finger and burst at a single touch. River loved seeing Dustin's needy hips tighten, trying not to involuntarily buck.

After tossing his pants across the room, River sat in front of Dustin on his knees. He let his hands travel up Dustin's strong thighs, massaging erotic circles into his skin. The closer his hands went to Dustin's erection, the stronger his grip got before quickly backing off - leaving Dustin tantalized and frustrated.

River leaned over and kissed Dustin's knuckles sweetly. Dustin's eyes shone like depths of the ocean, hungry and wild. River released his tongue, long and pointed, and let it travel down Dustin's pointer before he took it in his mouth and began to suck.

He sucked lightly at first, just letting his lips move up and down Dustin's skin, getting accumulated to the hot, wet environment of his mouth. But soon Dustin felt the suction become stronger. His cock twitched as a whimper escaped his lips and the head of his penis glistened with precum.

"R-River," he moaned, squeezing his legs together as if preventing a full on ejactulation. "I-I'm so hard."

"Mmm," River moaned, releasing Dustin's finger from his mouth as a thick strand of saliva spilled from his lips. "I see that."

His words told Dustin, 'We've still got some teasing to get through,'

River rose from his position so Dustin was eye-level with the dark-haired man's crotch. He wanted Dustin to watch as he slowly unbuttoned his black pants. He left the button undone, letting his hands roam his own body. River's eyes shut as he inhaled the sweet scent of Dustin's skin, imaging the blonde's hands all over him...

Along his chest, toying with his collar bone, smoothing the skin of his neck, playing with his earlobes.

River felt himself growing hard and couldn't help but adjust himself over his pants.

"I want you," Dustin cried.

"You'll get me, soon enough, baby." He moaned as he slid his zipper down.

"Don't stop,"

"Who says you're in charge?" River cocked his eyebrow playfully as he approached Dustin's hand, tied up.

He ground his hips against Dustin's fingers, reveling in Dustin's wide eyes and heavy breath, drooling at how pink his throbbing cock became. River hooked his thumbs in the waistline of his pants and underwear, pulling them down and exposing his pubic bone. His skin was trickled with dark stubble that Dustin couldn't get enough of. His pants went lower... Lower... Until River was fully exposed.

Dustin's thumb ran along the top side of River's cock, lightly, as if he were trying to tease River back but also knowing how much River loved the light touches. River groaned as he ground his hips on the older man's fingers before guiding them to his entrance.

"I want you to finger fuck me," he breathed. "While I jerk myself off and come all over you."

Dustin's mouth hung open, unable to control the aroused groans from escaping his lips. Dustin was so horny at that point that his face had become flushed and his cheeks were overwhelmingly rosy. Dustin wanted desperately to demand River to stop teasing him and hop on his fingers and ride until he couldn't think, but he knew the hungrier he looked, the more Dustin would tease.

So he sat with his fingers in the air, bound by the black lace, waiting for the heat of River's body.

Finally, River took Dustin's fingers and guided them inside himself. He released a loud groan as his walls tightened around Dustin's digits.

"Fuck," he grunted. "That feels good."

River spread his skin apart and stroked himself with his opposite hand, gyrating and grunting. Dustin felt his fingers growing moist as his fingers spun circles inside the gorgeous man in front of him. The pads of his fingers were desperate to massage every swollen, hot wall, making the heat and friction grow from within.

Dustin could hardly focus on his own, leaking erection. He had tunnel vision for the man in front of him, watching him stroke himself.

"H-holy shit," River breathed as his hips moved faster, thrusting onto Dustin's fingers.

His strokes became sporadic as he grew shaky. "Holy shit,"

His walls tightened around Dustin as his eyes squeezed shut. River's movements were involuntary now as he felt his insides flood, coating Dustin's fingers erotic ejaculate.

At this point, Dustin could hardly breathe with how much he needed River. He whimpered and moaned as his back arched and his chiseled hips rolled in his seat.

"Baby, please," He begged. "Please fuck me baby, please. Please..."

He repeated his desperate begs, over and over as River hungrily removed Dustin's fingers from inside himself. He leaned over to the bound man and pressed their lips together with a growl. Their mouths stayed connected with vivacious movements, tongues entwined as their saliva and heat became one.

River pulled Dustin's hips forward, to the edge of his seat and spread his legs wide. He sat with his exposed erection while he watched River kick off his pants completely before squatting in front of him, lifting Dustin's legs until his knees almost touched his own chest. River straddled Dustin, guiding the blondes' painfully stiff member into his entrance.

"Oh my God," Dustin cried, as River's hips moved, slowly engulfing the man's cock.

"Holy shit, baby,"

River's hips rolled, thrusting, pounding himself onto the blonde while holding his muscular legs in the air. With his hands tied and his legs spread wide, Dustin tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut in what felt like one of the most blissful moments of his life.

River topping him was making his dreams come true in ways he didn't even understand yet. He was brought back to the moment when River grasped behind Dustin's neck, holding him in place as his hips thrust Dustin into the warmth.

The deep vibrations of River's moans were enough to make Dustin orgasm then and there. But he wanted to live in the moment for as long as he could. He wanted the pleasure to last forever. He wanted the sight of River on top of him, thrusting his hips over and over, holding him securely with what felt like divine love, to last an infinity.

"Yes, baby! Yes, holy fuck!" Dustin moaned. "I think I'm gonna come..."

With almost no warning, Dustin's orgasm overwhelmed him. His blood rushed with amazing speed through his veins all over his body as heat moved from his fingertips to his gut, to his chest before exploding in a million pleasure-filled stars all over him.

"Holy shit! R-River! I-I'm c-c-c-coming! Oh God, don't stop! Y-yes!"

River hopped off Dustin and stroked him, continuing the friction as his sperm shot out in hot ribbons all over his pubes. Dustin's head was thrown back, his chest heaving as beads of sweat trickled down his temples. River's strokes moved in time with Dustin's breathing, and as his breathing slowed, so did River's hand.

River watched, in a daze, at the angel before him as his redness slowly returned to his peach skin and his eyes slowly opened before Dustin released an exasperated chuckle.

"Whoa," Dustin smiled as River untied the light ribbons around his wrists, allowing them to embrace each other as they caught their breath. "Was that as amazing for you as it was for me?"

"I think, maybe even more so."

"I don't think that's possible, because that Amazon thing... Holy shit!"

"I think it's pretty safe to say this date idea is a total win,"

The two laughed, taking in each other's post-coital scent of sex.