Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I trembled. It had been a long time since I felt Declan’s mouth on my dick, and it was even better than I remembered. For someone who said he didn’t hook up that often, he was a pro at giving head. I was pretty sure his gag reflex was nonexistent as he buried his nose in my pubes, swallowing around me so my cock slid down his throat, then pulling off again. I thrust my hips, petted his hair, ran my fingers through it, gripping and leading him even though Declan didn’t need that.
He used his hand to play with my balls, would pull off to suck and lick them before he let me fuck his throat again.
My head fell to the side, my vision blurry. It hit me then that the house was right there. We could go inside, and this would be so much easier, but it felt too far away. I was too hungry for him, too needy, and I didn’t know if I could handle making it fifty steps to my front door.
“Jesus, Dec.” My balls were high and tight with my load. Every time his mouth moved along my shaft, I thought I was going to lose it, that I’d shoot and fill his mouth and this would be over. I wanted it to last all night. But the feel of his hand around me, working together with his hot, wet mouth, was making me unravel, each movement pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
“Give it to me. I want every little drop of what’s in these,” he said, cupping my nuts, which let me tell you, was one of the sexiest things anyone had ever said to me.
I thrust up and into him again. My eyes squeezed shut as my release rocketed through me, cum spurting into Declan’s mouth. He swallowed it down, sucked me like he was begging for more, which made me spurt again and again and again.
I pulled him up and smashed our lips together, kissing him, tasting myself on his tongue. When we pulled back, we dropped our foreheads together and just breathed for a moment.
“We should go in. It’s a long shot, but you never know, sometimes the paps are around, trying to catch a shot of something.” I was flying under the radar right now, which was nice. The photos I’d taken at the park hadn’t ended up online that I knew of. I wasn’t involved in any scandal and hadn’t been in public much, so I wasn’t even sure they realized I was there and not in New York, but better safe than sorry.
“Shit. I didn’t even think about that.” Declan’s gaze darkened, and he got lost inside himself again, like it had just hit him what we were doing and who I was.
“It’s fine. This was my first time getting head in a car. It was about time.” I grinned, and he did too. “Come in with me. I want you to stay the night. I want to work a load out of your balls too. It’s only fair. You wouldn’t deny me the opportunity to suck your cock, would you?”
He laughed, which made me chuckle too, then turned off the Jeep and went with me. The second we got inside, I blew him against the closed front door. Declan pulled out on me and jacked off until he came on my face, then pushed his cum into my mouth with his fingers. He went to my bed with me, the two of us sleeping naked together the whole night, only waking up to rut against each other until we blew our loads again, and I knew right then, I wanted this to last. That I would do whatever I could to keep Declan in my life. I was a determined motherfucker when I wanted something, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever craved anything as much as I did him.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Declan
I woke up with Sebastian’s leg thrown over my thighs, his arm across my torso, his head on my chest, and…it didn’t suck. Maybe that was a funny way to look at it, but I’d never figured myself as a cuddly guy. I thought I would like my space in bed with someone, and since I didn’t typically share a bed all night with a person I was fucking, I didn’t have a whole lot of experience. But it was…nice.
I lifted one arm and let the tips of my fingers dance along his shoulder. Goose bumps pebbled his skin, following the path I sketched against him, but Sebastian didn’t move.
It was ridiculous and dumb and so annoying that I liked touching him this way. That I was so enamored with him. I didn’t understand how it happened and when, if this was a thing that had been inside me for a long time when it came to Sebastian, or if it was just now that we were spending more time together.