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I wriggle out of his grip and move down between his legs. He’s already hard. Already leaking. So I slide just the tip of him into my mouth, savoring the salty taste on my tongue.
He groans, and pushes his fingers into my hair, but just like the last time I took him in my mouth, he doesn’t guide my head at all.
I take him in inch by inch, relaxing my throat to avoid gagging over his length. When his head brushes the back of my throat, I lift a hand to cup his heavy balls.
He grunts, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Shit, Rhys.”
I hum loud enough to vibrate it up his dick, and he hisses. Precum is leaking down the back of my throat, and my back is sore from the position, but I want to please him. And just like last time, the noises he’s making are turning me on. Making me want this too.
“I could watch you in this position for the rest of my life,” Parker says, his voice full of desperation. Ragged.
It’s not the first time someone’s said something like that to me, but it’s different coming from Parker. I want to hear it from him. I want to know I’m doing a good job. That I’m pleasing him beyond whatever he thought was possible. With him, it’s easy to push aside the memories of Tony and all the other clients.
I feel like I could stay in this position for the rest of time. Solely with Parker. I crave his approval. I want to know that no one’s ever made him feel as good as I have.
But Parker has other plans.
“Stop, stop,” he breathes. “I want to come inside you.”
I pull my mouth from him and move up the bed to straddle him, but he grabs my waist to stop me.
“I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” he says. “There’s lube in the drawer.”
I shake my head before he’s even done talking. “I’m fine.”
Disbelief shines in his eyes, but he doesn’t make me. And it’s that moment that I realize this is just who Parker is. He really cares. He doesn’t want me to get hurt. I was the one who insisted on money, and it wasn’t just because of Tony. It’s because the thought of Parker wanting me outside of that scared me.
Quickly, I roll a condom on him, then I watch his face as I lift up and sink slowly onto him, letting his length enter me fully. The stretch burns like I knew it would, but I don’t mind it. All I want is to feel close to Parker. He makes me feel safe. Wanted.
He groans and fastens his hands on my hips, helping me keep my balance as I slowly ride him. His eyes shine in the glow from the lamplight as he stares up at me, his breath quickening every time I lift up and sink back down onto him.
“You feel so good,” he murmurs, his voice full of need. His cock thickens inside me, so I speed up my pace, watching as his body flushes. Sweat beads his forehead and chest as he lifts his hips to thrust into me every time I drop back down.
The sound of our skin meeting echoes throughout the room, mixing with my grunts and Parker’s moans. His thighs start trembling, letting me know he’s close. So sink down on him, as deep as I can allow him to get, and clench my ass hard.
“Fuck!” His fingers dig into my hips as he comes so hard that his back arches off the bed. The warmth fills me, and for once, I like it. Even with a condom between us, I like knowing I brought Parker to orgasm.
When he comes back down, I gently ease off him and get rid of the condom. As soon as I come back to the bed, Parker pulls me down, nestling me underneath him. I expect him to drift to sleep, but he kisses me instead before lifting up to settle his body between my legs. My cock is hard and leaking after feeling Parker inside me, but I hadn’t planned on doing anything about it. Not unless Parker said to.
He leans down, placing a kiss on my bruised shoulder. He’s so gentle that it doesn’t even hurt. I close my eyes as his lips move down my body, kissing every bruise I have. I let my body relax into the mattress. Let myself get lost in the feel of Parker touching me.
His mouth brushes my ribs, then moves down to my hip. My skin prickles with heat. With…with want.
He moves down to my thighs, and I squirm a little. When he glances up at me, my whole body flushes.
“Sorry,” I mumble. “I didn’t mean to move.”
“You don’t have to ask my permission to move.” He watches me for a second, making sure his words sink in, then he wraps a hand around my cock and slides it up and down. His gaze stays locked on my face, making me squirm again. Clients so rarely look at my face when we’re together. This makes me feel so exposed. Vulnerable.
“You’re so beautiful,” Parker murmurs. His thumb swipes over the head of my cock, and I can’t stop from whimpering. It just feels so good. So much better than it ever has before. And it doesn’t take long for Parker to have me writhing on the bed, thrusting up until I come in his hand.
He leans down to kiss me, gently, like he’s telling me a secret.
And I wish I never had to leave.
Ten
Parker
