Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 103008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
I’m not virginal, but I don’t exactly have experience in this—telling a partner what to do.
My cock is freed, and then Brix stares up at me expectantly. The words “Suck it” fall from my mouth, demanding and confident. I think I sound like an idiot, but Brix licks his lips and moans. I guess he really does like being bossed around.
Lowering his head, he starts soft, languidly moving over me.
I pull on what little hair he has. “Harder.”
He adds a tiny bit of pressure and swirls his tongue around my hard shaft.
“Just like that.”
Brix’s hands are glued to my thighs, unmoving, yet they fidget as if they want to do something but aren’t allowed to.
“Use your hands. Touch me.”
With a shuddery breath, Brix moves one hand under my shirt and the other into my jeans to cup my balls.
I throw my head back. “More.”
Brix keeps going, unchanging.
Shit. Like, do I need to be more specific? “More everything.”
It’s sensory overload as he sucks me deeper and squeezes my sac right to the border of pleasure and pain.
“Fuck, Brix.”
He hums around me.
I can’t take it. Heat shoots down my spine, and my mouth dries.
“I … I …”
His mouth drags slowly up my shaft with one hard suck until it only covers the tip of my cock. The hand on my stomach moves lower and wraps around me, giving one firm pump.
He lifts his head. “Can I swallow? Like, I’m on PrEP and have been tested recently, but you?”
“Same. Well, not the PrEP thing, because you know, if the media found out … but I’ve been tested.”
Brix has a disapproving line creasing his brow. I’m beginning to know it well.
Before we can get further into the super-sexy talk of STD prevention, he gives my dick another stroke, and the conversation dies. He goes back to what he was doing. It takes zero point two seconds for me to forget all about it because Brix is as good at giving head as he is at giving me perspective.
It’s been so long since I’ve had someone’s mouth on me I’m surprised I haven’t already blown my load. But I’m close. So close.
My legs tremble, and I thrust up into Brix’s mouth. He groans and reaches between his legs, palming his erection to try to squash it down.
The head of my dick hits the back of Brix’s throat, and that’s all it takes.
White heat fills my vision, making me dizzy.
“F-fuuuck.” My cock pulses. Brix swallows my cum, the contracting of his throat flexing around my dick.
I gasp for breath while he licks me clean until I can’t take it anymore and order him to stop. I’m overspent.
Brix stands, and I reach for him, but my arms are jelly, so I kind of lazily swipe at him instead. I should probably try to put my dick away, but … effort.
“Lap. Sit,” I pant.
The next second, he’s straddling me. His big body practically squashes me, and I don’t even care. His lips land on the spot right next to my mouth, catching the side of my lips. “I said I like direction, not being treated like a dog.”
I ignore his weak protest. “Kiss me.”
“I have cum breath.”
“It’s my cum, so I don’t care.”
“Aww, that’s sweet.”
“Shut up and kiss me already.”
Brix laughs.
“Brix,” I whine.
He kisses me hard.
He tastes like sex, and it makes me crave more. I want his cock in my mouth again. I want to taste all of him this time.
Brix cups the back of my head, and his tongue tangles with mine.
I’m about to reach for his belt when the door to the room swings open.
The voice that booms through the small space is one I know well. Intimately. I guess the concert’s over. “Harley, what the fu …”
Jay, Soren, and Jamie stand there in shock.
Brix jumps off me, and that’s when I realize my dick is still hanging out of my unzipped pants.
“Shit,” I hiss and quickly tuck myself away.
“Ow, my eyes!” Jamie cries dramatically. “My innocent, innocent eyes.”
“Pfft, innocent,” I say.
She loses the act. “Have I mentioned lately how much I love my job? Although, if you’d waited a few seconds more, I could’ve snapped a pic and sold it for, like, retirement money.”
Brix scowls, but I tug on his hand.
“She’s kidding.” I feel Jay’s gaze on me, and I quickly drop my hand from Brix’s.
I stand. “Umm …”
Jay turns to his husband beside him. “Okay, you were right. The song wasn’t about me.”
Soren smiles and wraps his arm around Jay. Once upon a time, my heart would’ve broken at the sight of that, but now I feel … nothing. I knew I was slowly getting over him, but I wasn’t sure until this very second if I was there yet or not.
“I know this is hard for you to accept,” Soren says to Jay. “The world not revolving around you.”