Man in the Mansion Part 2 (Reader suggestion)

We are laying in bed, he is laying behind me, holding me, on our sides, the softest white sheet over us. I feel his semi, resting between my cheeks. The fruits of his passions from the door, an hour ago are still deep where he left them. "You've been quiet." He whispered.

"I like this, what we do." I clarified.

"Good, me too." He smirks as he runs his open palm, from my stomach to my chest. His hand is so big his fingers could almost grip it. My stomach contracted, as his hand lightly touches my skin. "My silky boy.." He kisses my head. "Tell me what you want?" My mind races, does he mean a gift, lunch, or... He slides his erection up to my boi hole, removing all doubt.

"If you're ready." I wiggle back into him.

"That isn't what I want." I can hear his smirk. He lightly nibbles my ear, I moan. "I want my silky boy, on this bed, whenever I am in town. I want to know he is keeping it safe when I am gone."

He pushes into me, his hand slides back to my waist, just above my own, junk. His passion is what made me see him again, this is different, as he does the most primal thing a man can do to anyone, he grunts, and I realize I already feel, the closeness to him I felt after his passion at the door.



"If not the first part, the second" He whispers finishing in me.