Free With Tongue and Teeth by James Cox Page A

and teeth.” He nibbled on the skin. Pulses of pain skidded up my nerves.
Justice fisted my shirt and tore the fucking thing in half. Actually,
pulled it apart. Seams popped until it was only on my arms.
    I laughed, lifting so he could
pull the tattered shirt off me. “I want you hungry for me.” I kissed his nose.
It seemed stupid afterward but at the
moment it felt right. Justice smiled, pushing me to my back. He straddled me. I
felt his thick erection against my torso. Why was he still wearing pants? Why
was I? Justice rubbed his lips over my collarbone. He kissed my chest, one pec then the other. I stared down, watching him
as his tongue slid over the skin just above my right nipple. I had no hair,
which meant I could truly feel every ripple of his taste buds. He opened wide
and his teeth scraped along my flesh. In
that same spot, he kissed and then took
my nipple into his mouth. He teased the flat bud and then closed his teeth around it. The sharp pain was mild, but it sent my hips jerking upward. I was already growing and
this just made me lengthen faster. He let go of me and moved to my other pec . Justice sucked on the skin here, taking
some flesh into his mouth and then he bit down. It wasn’t enough to break the skin but damn close. I gasped as the sensation turned
to pain then back to pleasure.
    “Too much?”
    “No.” The fact that he asked made
me smile. He cared. I wasn’t just some random fuck. I still wasn’t sure where I
stood with his VP, but that was for
another conversation. Right now, I wanted to do the least amount of talking and
the most about of groaning.
    Justice bypassed that nipple and
moved to my torso. He outlined each curve of my ab muscles with his tongue, then dipped into my belly button. He took the top section of
flesh between his lips and gave that a bite.
      I felt the pressure of his teeth as they
pressed into my flesh. When it became too much, I cried out, “Damn!” I was breathing heavily. That had hurt but so damn good.
Who knew the big black man was into biting? And I fucking liked it.
    “Pants. Off.” He
practically grunted the words.
    I lifted my hips up, tugged the
pants over my ass cheeks and down as far as I could, but he was still straddling me. Justice stood up on the bed. He stared down,
watching me as I removed my jeans and threw them. My dick was hard between my
legs. It swelled at the tip, showing off my blushed penis head and the long
shaft covered with delicate skin.
    “Take mine off too.”
    I was sitting up, reaching to
unbutton his pants. Wouldn’t want to hurt his goods. I slid them down his thighs and stopped to
marvel at the sight. Justice naked was damn near breathtaking. All that dark
flesh, his hard dick curved and his balls hanging like treats. Justice placed
his hand on my shoulders and I removed one of his legs from the pants then the other. Just like that, we were both
naked. I kept having flashes of our last time nude and the promises he made.
I’d never been so excited to have sex
before. Yeah, I loved orgasms, but with Justice it was different. It wasn’t
about the climax but how we got there. Wow, I sounded like a fool. Again.
    “Suck on my balls.” He had his
hands on his hips.
    He did play dominant well. I had to
push up slightly, but I kissed his inner
thigh and then touched his sac with my tongue. I rolled them between my lips
and used my tongue to trace each hidden testicle. He made a quick gasp and
grabbed my head between his hands.
    “Lay back.”
    I did. Excitement made my pulse
race and my ass clench. Anticipation was like a drug when I was with Justice.
He straddled me again, resuming where he left off. He licked at my belly
button, kissing just below it. He sucked the skin, making an angry red mark. It
felt wonderful, pulses of pain with my lust. He let go only to take the flesh
just below the mark. He created a line of hickeys to the base of my dick. I
thrust upward. I wanted his mouth on my shaft.
    Justice moved to kneel