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Oh lord. Baby. Fucking set me on fire, why don’t you?
“How did you know?” I ask, licking my lips.
He nods to my phone behind me. “Stumbled upon your stream at just the right time, fuck, never felt so lucky in my life.”
My face flushes hot, cheeks staining bright red. “You heard all that?”
“I’m so fucking glad I did,” he answers, tucking some of my hair away from my eyes. “Yes, I’ll go out with you. I’ll do a hell of a lot more than that if you want, baby. You’re absolutely stunning and when I stop talking to you, I feel like I’m missing a chunk of me.”
“Oh wow,” I whisper. Is this what feeling truly beautiful is like? The way he’s looking at me… the way he speaks about me, it’s exhilarating. “You’re not mad about the sink?”
I won’t pretend I don’t feel a little guilty about that, especially since I blamed it on Bush. The poor little guy took some slander in the name of my ridiculous antics.
“Am I mad that you were willing to orchestrate that to get me back here? Fuck no, I’m flattered as all hell.”
I blush hard. “That’s good, then.”
When my eyes flick back to his lips, his pupils dilate. “If you want to slow down, we can. I’ll fucking wine and dine you for months before we move forward if that’s what you need, baby. Just tell me, and I’m yours.”
God for the first time in my life, I want to do anything but slow down.
“I don’t have condoms,” I blurt out. “But, um, I haven’t been with anyone in a while and I got tested last month. I’m all good, uh, if you are.”
His responding smirk melts my non-existent panties. “I haven’t been with anyone in years, and I got tested at my last physical. I’m good too, baby.”
“Yeah?”
He leans in closer, tilting his head. “Yeah.”
When our lips meet for the third time, I don’t hesitate to get my hands under his shirt, dragging them up the thick muscles of his stomach. Anthony has a body that can only be crafted through manual labor and hard work, each bump and groove like a badge of dedication that I can’t wait to explore with my mouth.
Through our pants, our dicks touch and my mind whirls with all the possibilities of how I can make him come. He says he hasn’t been with anyone in years? I have to make his comeback fucking phenomenal.
He must have the same idea though, because before I can act, he’s dragging my sweatpants down and wrapping his big strong fist around my length. His grip is perfect, firm, and tight, and his skin is so fucking warm.
“F-fuck,” I whimper, pushing my tongue past his lips to get more of his flavor.
“Like that?” he asks, his tone almost taunting.
Goddamn, he’s such a daddy. I wonder if he’s into that.
No way am I asking that right now, I’m not scaring him off before I get a real shot.
“So good,” I mumble, my dick throbbing in his hand as he gives me a few pumps.
“Yeah?” Anthony asks, moving his lips from my mouth to the center of my throat, sucking lightly on my Adam’s apple. He twists his hand at the base and circles the tip while stroking me, making my balls begin to ache. “You want more?”
“Yesss,” I draw out, clawing at his shirt until he takes the hint and sheds it off, using just one hand. While I drink him in, he walks me back to my couch, pushing me down until I’m sat, cock bobbing between my legs.
I feel like I’m dreaming as he steps down onto his knees, starting to trail open-mouthed kisses up my legs, starting from my inner thighs. I pull off my sweater, feeling like I’m suffocating with it on. I’m not muscular like Anthony is, but judging by the heat in his gaze as he looks at me, he doesn’t mind.
“You’re ridiculously pretty, Milo,” he rumbles, tongue gliding from my leg to my pelvis. “I can’t wait to eat you right up.”
Chills slither down my neck, rolling all the way down my spine.
“Please—”
Without another word, Anthony leans forward, sucking my cock into his mouth. I’m only an average length, but he doesn’t seem to mind one bit, using it to his advantage as he swallows me whole. My hips buck forward, twitching at the glorious sensation.
