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His hands move to my hips, thumbs digging into the bones. I’m not even sure what that more is, but yeah. Fuck, yeah. I absolutely want more.

I nod.

I’d make words, but I don’t remember how.

In one swift movement, he’s on his knees in front of me. He looks up, and one hand grips the root of my cock while the other stays on my hip. His tongue peeks out, and he licks over the tip of my cock before he draws back a bit and blows cool air over the wet crown.

He looks up.

“More?”

I nod again.

“Yes.”

I don’t exactly love how shaky my voice is, but I can’t help it either.

The hand on my hip moves lower. It grazes my balls. His fingers tug the jeans down my legs, and I step out of them.

“Spread your legs for me.” Lake looks up, his hand between my thighs.

I obey.

Just like that.

He looks pleased. Somewhere in my hazy brain, that’s what registers. How pleased he looks.

“I’m gonna blow you now, Ryk,” he says. Sort of matter-of-factly, which is the hottest way those words have ever been delivered.

He leans forward and takes the head of my dick in his mouth. His lips wrap around me like he’s trying to create a vacuum with his mouth. I pry my left hand away from the counter and sink my fingers into his hair. Some sort of pitiful noise escapes. Something between a whimper and a gasp.

It’s a blowjob. I’ve had plenty of those in my life, but this one feels different. New. Slightly surreal. If I woke up right this second and discovered the whole thing had been a dream, I wouldn’t even be shocked.

He sucks me deeper, wet, tight heat enveloping my cock. The tip slides over the back of his throat, and it takes so much effort to keep my hips still. My fingers tighten in Lake’s hair, far from gentle, but he doesn’t seem to mind in the least. If anything, the rougher I am, the more he seems to like it.

He gives a hard suck. His hands go on my hips, and he pulls me toward him until I can’t… can’t hold still anymore. My hips snap forward. He lets out a hum of pleasure.

I’ve never had anybody give me head like this. Messy and loud and sloppy.

Primal.

Carnal.

Lake sucks cock like sucking me is the goal. Like getting me off is secondary. Like he wants to make it last.

His tongue swirls over the tip and down the sides. My cock shines with his spit like he’s fucking polished it. He cups my balls and rolls them between his fingers. Takes me so deep inside his mouth that he gags.

“Holy fucking shit!” I gasp.

I’m not sure how he manages to look so sexy while quirking his brow at me with his mouth full of my cock, but he does.

He changes the pace. Faster. Sloppier. I spread my legs wider and clench my thigh muscles to keep myself upright. My fingers tighten in his hair. The rest of the room starts to feel blurry, and I have this insane moment when it feels like I might disappear if I don’t hold on.

“Lake.” His name falls from my lips in a harsh whisper. My other hand goes into his hair and my hips snap forward, forcing my dick deeper into his mouth.

“I can’t—” The words die off because Lake sucks me to the back of his throat. Hard and fast, hands on my ass keeping me still, cock in his throat.

He forces himself to swallow.

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