The Jock Read online J.L. Beck, Cassandra Hallman (North Woods University #6)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: North Woods University Series by J.L. Beck
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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“Fuck…” Cage’s face contorts in pure pleasure, and that’s all the incentive I need to take him deeper.

I run my tongue along the velvety skin before I close my lips around his length and suck, hollowing out my cheeks.

“Christ, Blair. That feels so fucking good.”

I keep taking him deeper and deeper with each go until I can feel my gag reflex kicking in. I’m teetering between wanting to please him, wanting to take him even deeper, and fighting my reflex to push him out.

I know I’ve reached my limit when I realize there is no way I can get his whole dick in my mouth; I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft to make up for it.

My need wins, and I bob my head faster, ignoring the tiny gags each time he hits the back of my throat.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come in your mouth,” he says it like it’s a warning, but his words only turn me on more.

Closing my eyes, I eagerly suck him like my life depends on it, and in this moment, it feels like it does.

His large hands come to cradle my head, guiding me further, encouraging me on. He thrust forward slightly, intensifying the movement.

“If you don’t want me to come down your throat, you need to stop now.” His voice is strained like he is only holding on by a thread.

I don’t want to stop. I want him to come down my throat. Since I can’t say that out loud, I give him my answer with a moan deep from my chest. The vibration sends him over the edge.

One more deep thrust, and he stills. His fingers digging into my scalp as his release coats my throat. Warmth fills me all over, from the top of my head all the way down to my toes.

His pleasure is mine. He takes but gives in return.

Shifting, I let his length slide out of my mouth. The movement makes him shiver and leaves a salty residue on my tongue. I lick my lips, enjoying the slightly bitter taste.

Cage leans down, picks me up and wraps his arms around me. Burying his face into my hair, he mumbles, “That was fucking amazing.”

I wrap my arms around him and lean my head on his chest, enjoying everything about this moment. How it feels, how he smells, the way everything seems so calm.

We stay like that for a few minutes, and I almost forget where we are.

“Can we just go home and study there?” He pulls away slightly, enough to see my face.

“Sure, let’s go.”

We pack up my stuff and head out the door.

“Maybe I shouldn’t pay you for that session.” Cage chuckles on our way out.

I know he is only joking, but I can’t help but feel bad. Because the truth is, I hate taking his money now, but with me constantly sending cash to my brother and mom, I’m always short.

“Hey, that was a joke,” Cage says when he catches my mood.

“I know… it’s just I hate taking money from you now. You do so much, pay for my meals, letting me stay at your place–”

“Don’t worry about it. I mean it. I don’t care about the money. I only care about you.”

“I care about you too,” I half lie, I don’t just care about him, and that scares the hell out of me. I’m falling for Cage, and I’m falling hard.

We study at his place for a few hours, his test is coming up, and I want him to be ready. By the time we’re done, it’s completely dark outside, and I’m exhausted.

“Ready for bed?” Cage asks, just as I answer his question with a yawn. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He grins.

We walk upstairs hand in hand, and again I’m reminded of how close we are, how attached I am.

In the bedroom, we both strip out of our clothes and climb into bed. Cage turns off the light, descending the room into darkness.

Pulling me into his arms, he kisses the top of my head, and I melt into him.

Closing my eyes, I try to go to sleep, but it seems impossible with something on my mind. It won’t let me go.

When the urge to talk to him becomes too much, I suck in a deep breath to calm my nerves. I have to tell him, but that doesn’t mean I’m not scared about what he will say in return.

“Cage…”

“Mmhh,” he answers as if he is already half asleep.

“I need to tell you something.” That has him alert, his arms tightening around me, his body going tense.

“What is it,” he asks, his voice wrapped up in worry.

“I just… I want to be honest with you, Cage. I’m feeling things I’ve never felt before. I’m not sure how to handle them. I want things with you, want them bad, and that scares me. This is all new to me. I’m not experienced like you.” I feel his body relax at my confession, making me wonder what he thought I was going to say.


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