Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Whitt didn’t do anything half-assed, taking me deep, working to get as much of my dick down his throat as he could, even when his eyes watered and he choked.
“Hey, slow down. We’re good. Get used to having me on your tongue before you go for dick-sucking champ.”
He chuckled around me, which was strangely hot.
Whitt jacked me while working me with his tongue, not looking at me the way he had been when I blew him. I let him get away with it, which would probably just piss him off if he knew.
He hollowed his cheeks, which was sexy as hell, his forehead a little wrinkled like he was really concentrating on what he was doing. It was cute, which wasn’t a word I ever thought I would use to describe his bougie ass, but there it was.
I moved my hips slightly, getting him used to it but knowing that if I didn’t, Whitt would likely get pissed because I was going easy on him.
“Suck on my nuts,” I told him, surprised when Whitt pulled off and did as I said. “Fuck yes. There you go.” I groaned, reveling in the feel of his mouth and tongue on my sac.
“I’m not impressed so far. I’m a little bored,” he said.
“You going crazy for it. Don’t lie.” I wrapped a hand around my dick. “I want to jerk off on your face.”
“Fuck you, Tucker. I’m out,” he spit out, but the blaze that ignited in his eyes told a different story.
“If you don’t want me to, tell me to stop.” Slowly, I stroked myself, giving him time to take me into his mouth again if he wanted.
But he didn’t.
Whitt held on to my hips and licked his lips. “Only because I’m bored sucking you off.”
I traced his mouth with my prick. “Lies.”
“Get on with it and get the fuck out of here.”
“Sure thing, Bougie.” I sped up my moments, hand working quickly on my shaft.
Whitt’s fingertips pressed into my waist. His breathing picked up, his mouth opening slightly on a breath. When his tongue snuck out again, running from one side of his bottom lip to the other, I lost it. The pleasure at the base of my spine erupted, setting off an avalanche inside of me, balls drawn up, cum spurting from my slit and onto his face, his lip, his cheek.
Whitt licked some of it away. The rest I scooped up with my own fingers and sucked them clean.
Whitt stood, and I had no choice but to move out of his way. He went for his underwear while I pulled my sweats up. “Come home with me,” I said.
“What the fuck?” He whipped in my direction and asked, “Why would you say that?”
Yeah, it was a surprise to me, too, but it was Christmas Eve, and that made me think of his dad that day at camp and how Whitt was alone. “We’re a more-the-merrier type. I’ll come up with an excuse. I make a kick-ass Christmas morning breakfast. I’ll even let you suck me off again if you want.”
“I’m not going home with you, Tucker. Or going down on you again. This was a onetime thing.”
“Stop biting off your nose to spite your face.”
“I’m not,” he said, and I knew there was no changing his mind. “Look, you need to go. I’ve gotta get to bed.”
I shrugged. “Your loss. I had fun. We should do this again,” I said, even though the quick dismissal stung a bit, then walked over to him and kissed him. Whitt didn’t push me away, his tongue automatically dipping into my mouth. Before I knew it, the kiss was over. “Jake is my trainer, by the way. It’s cute you were jealous, though.” I didn’t give him a chance to reply before I left.
I sat in my car for a good ten minutes, then pulled away, still trying to figure out what in the fuck had just happened.
My sister Kayla was up when I got home. She was a night owl, so I wasn’t surprised. Plus, she had her own place, and she didn’t always sleep well in a house that wasn’t her own. Zuri and Savanna were old enough to move out, too, but neither of them had yet.
“Where were you?”
I scratched the back of my neck. “I’m still trying to figure out if this night was even real.” It was the only answer I had.
She cocked a manicured brow. “She that good?”
“He,” I replied, and while I couldn’t say it was the best I’d ever had, it was fucking Whitt, and that made it really goddamned hot.
Surprise flashed over Kayla’s features. “No shit?”
“Yeah. It’s a thing. Not something that happens a lot. But that’s all you get to know.” Having been with guys wasn’t something I actively hid, but it wasn’t something I talked about much or something that many people knew. “See you in the morning, sis,” I told her before heading to the room I stayed at when I was here. When I first got into the league, I’d bought my mama a new house before I’d even bought one for myself.