Insatiable Park Avenue Prince (Park Avenue Princes Book 2)

DONOVAN’S LOOK WAS so damn hungry that I was surprised I was still standing.

His lips were kiss-swollen, strands of his blond hair fell over the golden mask he wore, and those pants I’d ripped open showcased a cock straining against his dark grey boxer briefs. Donovan looked undeniably sexy as he leaned against the wall watching me strip for him. He was utterly wrecked, and we’d barely even gotten started.

When I crooked a finger at him and told him to get over here and take what he wanted, he moved with an urgency that had me gripping my dick harder. The greedy fucker muscled me back until my ass hit the end of the chaise, and then pushed my hands away.

“This is mine,” he said in a voice full of lust as he ran his fingers along the underside of my cock.

Having Donovan finally touch me the way I’d been dying for him to hit me harder than I expected, and my breathing became unsteady. I had to remind myself to draw this out. Blowing my shit too soon on my first partner shoot was a surefire way to fuck this up before things really got going, but I’d underestimated how hot I’d be once I had him where I wanted him.

I took his chin in my hand and brushed a rough kiss across his lips. “Then I expect you to do something about it.” I unfastened the tie at his throat, pulling the material free as I smiled savagely. “Now.”

Donovan dropped to his knees before the word rolled off my tongue, and I didn’t even have time to breathe before he licked a warm path along the head of my dick. His hazel eyes darkened, watching me as he swallowed every bit of my pre-cum.

I wanted more of that sinful mouth, but as I reached down to guide myself deeper, he batted my hand away. He wasn’t lying about being possessive, and that was so hot that a rumble of pleasure vibrated through my chest.

With his tie still dangling from my fingers, I grabbed each end and lowered it down to the back of his neck, tugging him forward slightly. He didn’t want my hands interfering, but I could still use whatever leverage I had to draw more of his mouth onto me.

A wicked gleam filled his eyes as he looked up at me from under impossibly long lashes. He had his lips wrapped around the head of my cock, sucking on me like he’d never tasted anything so good in his life.

He drew his mouth back with a loud pop, and his lips curled. With one hand cradling the underside of my dick, he pressed kisses up the length of me and said, “You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. And I can’t wait to feel every inch of you in my ass.”

Before I could respond, Donovan took me back inside the warm heat of his mouth and wrapped his hands around the base of my erection. I couldn’t believe how much of me he was able to suck, and as my dick reached the back of his throat, I tightened my hold on the tie on the back of his neck, keeping him there. I hadn’t even meant to do it, but it didn’t seem to faze him as he swallowed.

This definitely wasn’t his first time sucking a big dick, that was for sure, and while the thought of him with anyone other than me made my fists tighten, I was definitely benefiting from his expertise.

Donovan began to move his lips up and down my length, sliding his blond head closer to my body with every inch he took. When I once again hit the back of his throat, I held him, still growling out my pleasure, and when he swallowed, my toes curled against the floor.

Fucking hell. How was I supposed to draw this out when Donovan and his talented mouth seemed hellbent on blowing my mind?

I dropped the tie to the floor and gripped his jaw as I slid out of his hot, willing mouth. When the head of my dick reached his puffy lips, I wrapped my hand around the base of my shaft and painted them with the pre-cum dripping from the tip.

Donovan moaned as I coated his lips in the arousal he’d pulled from me. I knew once I got him back to his feet, this was going to go from zero to sixty in a heartbeat. So while I had him there, I was going to take a second to mess him the fuck up.

I speared my fingers through his blond strands and gripped his hair tight as I slid the sticky head of my erection up his smooth cheek, using him like a canvas, marking him as mine.

“On your feet,” I said, and tugged at his hair, urging him to stand. The second he was toe to toe with me, I hauled him in for a taste.

I took his mouth in a vicious kiss, one that relayed just how on edge I was as I plunged my tongue between the lips that had just sucked on my cock. When Donovan’s hands found my bare ass and squeezed, it reminded me of exactly what I wanted next.

I bit at his lip, sucking it between mine, then licked the salty cum from his mouth and started to kiss my way up his jaw.

“Hmm,” I groaned. “You taste like me. Do you know how fucking hot that is?”

Donovan turned his head, recapturing my mouth. “I do now.”

The desire and arousal swirling in his eyes had me pushing away from the chaise, and Donovan released me. As I turned us, his ass bumped up against the end of the longue, and I reached for the top of his shirt and ripped it open.

Buttons bounced on the floor, and his shirt now hung from his body much the same way his pants were—and damn, he was fucking stunning. I’d been fantasizing about what was under Donovan’s clothes since the first time I’d seen him in that robe.

As I reached out and slid my hands up over his shoulders, removing his shirt, Donovan sucked in a breath.

“I knew you’d be something to look at, but Jesus…” I smoothed a palm down his leanly muscled body, flicking one of his nipples, and his dick jerked inside his pants. “I think it’s time we took these off, don’t you?”

I grazed my hand over the material outlining his dick, and Donovan braced his hands on the edge of the longue and bucked his hips forward.

“Fuck yes.”

I gripped his pants and briefs and slowly drew them down his legs to his ankles. Stiff and flushed, his cock was a thing of beauty. If this had been any other time and any other place, I might’ve been able to hold back enough to repay him for that mind-altering blowjob he’d just given me. But knowing my control was close to gone, I didn’t dare risk it.

“Turn around and bend over the end of the chaise.” My voice sounded rough, as though it had been dragged over sandpaper. But that was hardly surprising considering how wired I felt, and Donovan’s mischievous grin didn’t help matters.

He licked at his lips and slowly turned. As he braced his feet and began to bend at the waist, a gem nestled between the most perfect ass cheeks I’d ever seen glittered at me.

Are you fucking kidding me?

My brain took a second to catch up to what it was I was looking at. But as soon as it registered, I reached for my dick and clamped my fist around it.

Donovan had come here today wearing a butt plug—and not just any butt plug, one with a fucking diamond twinkling out at me.

Un-fucking-believable. 

He was turning out to be too good to be true, that was for damn sure. When I just knelt there, doing my absolute best not to come over this new discovery, the sexy tease glanced over his shoulder and wiggled his ass.

“Thought you were going to take me.”

Oh, I was going to take him, all right. I moved up to my knees and ran my hands up the back of his calves, then leaned in and nipped at his ass cheek.

“That’s quite the hidden jewel you have here.” Eye to eye with the flashy adornment, I couldn’t help but wonder if the gem was real or fake. But knowing the kind of campaigns he worked for and the money he no doubt made, I was leaning toward real—and that made it even hotter.

It seemed Donovan had a stash of personal, high-end sex accessories. One of which he’d worn here, today, for me.

“I told you, I wanted to feel every inch of you inside me. This is going to let me do that.”

Every inch of me jerked in response to his bold statement, and when I brushed my fingers over my shiny new toy, Donovan’s ass cheeks flexed.

“I got no problem with that.” I gripped the sparkling head of the plug and gently twisted it, and when Donovan gasped, I chuckled. “Oh, I’m going to like this.”

I dragged my tongue over one of his smooth, tight cheeks and twisted it again, and a curse echoed around the room.

Now that was a sweet sound.

I scraped my teeth over his delectable ass and sank them in as I gave a more forceful turn. Donovan moved up onto his toes, and I kissed the abused flesh better.

Greedy for more of him, I reluctantly pulled his little surprise free, and I wasn’t shocked to see it wasn’t so little after all. Donovan hadn’t been lying last night at the party—he wanted me. Probably could’ve taken me, too, judging by what his preference obviously was, but knowing he’d come here prepared to take me was just about the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

After placing the plug on our discarded shirts, I turned back to the sheer perfection of what was directly in front of me. Donovan’s ass was high, round, and tight, and I couldn’t wait to dive in. I fit my hands to his body, spreading him apart, then I leaned in and dragged my tongue up his shadowy cleft.

He moaned at the touch of my tongue, and when he pushed back against me, my cock throbbed at his response. The raw sound was something he couldn’t seem to hold back as I dug my fingers into his soft skin and did it again.

“Fuuuck,” filled the air as I nuzzled in, inhaling Donovan. Whatever cologne he’d sprayed over himself today, he’d been sure to get all the right places.

Donovan had come prepared, and I’d just prepared to come.

Something I’d have no problem with if I spent any more time with my face buried between his sweet cheeks. I could’ve dined on the feast of his ass for hours.

The moment my mouth left his hot hole, he groaned, and I answered by smacking his ass when I got to my feet. He’d gotten all the time to play that I could allow, because two could play that greedy game. The fact that he’d primed his ass for me meant I wouldn’t need to waste any precious seconds getting inside him.

I backed away, keeping my eyes on the erotic picture Donovan made bent over the edge of the chaise as I felt behind me for the drawer that had what I needed—lube and lots of it, if he was gonna take everything I had to give.

After grabbing the bottle, I shoved the drawer closed and watched his hands white-knuckling the back of the chaise. Eager anticipation rolled off him in waves so palpable that I knew everyone in the room could feel it.

I hadn’t forgotten them, even though they were so far in the back of my mind they may as well be nonexistent. Right now it was only me and Donovan—and the pleasure we’d both be riding in waves in a matter of minutes.

I ran my hand through my hair, pushing it back from my face as I went back to him. His skin was so warm, and his breathing was coming out in unsteady exhales. I kissed down the length of his spine as I flicked open the cap of the lube. When I reached the curve of his plump ass again, I couldn’t help but sink my teeth into his flesh enough to leave a mark.

He cursed, and as I lifted my head, I noticed another mark along the bottom of his ass near the crease of where it met with his thigh. An almost perfectly shaped heart birthmark. It seemed like far too sweet of a symbol to belong to such a dirty little fucker, but I filed that secret spot away for later and went about lubing up the both of us.

“Sin, I swear to God, if you don’t fuck me right now—”

Donovan’s words fell off as I tipped the bottle of lube over the crack of his ass and watched the liquid disappear between his cheeks.

“You were saying?” With one hand spreading his ass open, I took hold of my cock with the other, tormenting myself by using the tip to spread the lube up and down him.

Just when I thought I’d managed to shut him up from having to beg, he moaned one word.

“Sin.”

I would’ve killed for him to say my real name, but today that’s who he believed was about to fuck his brains out, so that was who I’d become.

Donovan spread his legs even wider and arched his back, so clearly ready for me that I lined myself up with his entrance and pushed inside before he could ask again.

Oh, fuuuck me all the way to hell. 

My dick was barely inside him, and already the tight fit was almost more than I could take.

Blowing out a breath, I forced myself to keep going, to take all that Donovan was willing to give. Most guys couldn’t handle my size, and they definitely never showed up at my place with a fucking butt plug. This guy was something else.

I flexed my hands on his hips as his ass swallowed even more of me. I kept the pace slow, letting him adjust, and my awe grew with every inch that disappeared inside him.

“Oh yeah.” He grunted as he dropped his head, and I pulled back a little to rock against him. A muffled sound of approval met my ears.

That was it, that was the sweet spot, and even though I hadn’t gone balls deep inside him, I was so close. But if I went any further, this would all be over too soon, and that wasn’t happening. Not when I was calling the shots here.

As I slid my cock out of him, I had to bite back the fierce urge to shove inside, to shatter his senses to pieces with every part of me.

I tempered my thrusts as much as my patience would allow, which wasn’t much. Especially when the sounds coming out of Donovan were nothing short of orgasmic. They made me feral, and when he turned his head to look over his shoulder at me, the green-brown of his eyes had been completely swallowed by the black of his blown-out pupils, lust and desire riding him hard. He was more than ready.

As I pushed inside again, I ran my hands up his lean back muscles, letting one rest at his waist while I curled the other around his throat. Not enough to cut off the sexy moans he made, but to draw him back against me so he was standing, his back to my front and my cock squeezed by the even tighter fit.

“You good?” My voice was a husky whisper against his neck, and he nodded before the words were even out.

“So fucking good I need another word for it,” he breathed.

“Then hold on if you can.”

Donovan barely had time to reach for the back of my neck before I began to thrust into him, so deep and rough I knew he’d be feeling me for days. I tightened my fingers around his throat, keeping him against me as I ran the hand on his waist down to wrap it around his cock.

Swirling my finger over the cum dripping off him, I fought the urge to bring it to my mouth for a taste and lubed his dick with it instead.

“Goddammit, Sin.” He clenched his ass around me as I pumped his length with my fist. I knew being so consumed was driving him out of his mind, and I couldn’t help but be impressed that he was able to hold off exploding the way his throbbing cock told me he wanted to.

With the wild need coursing through my body, I was only seconds away from this being over. But I wanted to make sure Donovan was right there with me.

“You gonna be a sexy fuck and come when I tell you?”

I felt Donovan swallow against the fingers I had holding him by the throat. “As long as that’s right the hell now.”

I grinned at the desperation in his words and nipped at his earlobe. “Then show me how much you like my cock in you,” I said, punching my hips against his, out of control. “Now.”

Like he’d been waiting and holding his breath, Donovan let out a shout so uninhibited, so primal, that I followed him right over that cliff. I pulled out of him just in time for my orgasm to coat the length of his back, and the force of it caused my vision to go white for a few seconds. I could feel his sticky release on my hand, his raw, uneven breaths, and as the haze of my desire cleared, I saw that the picture we made was just as hot as the high thrumming through my body.

It was only then, as we began to come down from the rush, that I noticed how close two cameras had gotten to the both of us. We’d been in such a bubble that none of it mattered, but now reality that we weren’t the only ones in the room crashed in as Rafferty’s voice pierced the quiet.

“Aaand cut.”