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“Do it again,” he commands. I do, harder this time. His cock jerks in my hand, drawing my attention back down.
“What do you want?” I ask, looking back up, savoring the rush of having him at my mercy for once. He’s sprawled out on my couch, his mouth swollen and red, his body gleaming. I did that. I made him want me this much.
West looks me dead in the eye.
“Suck me. Now.” It’s a command, and God help me, I almost come just from that. I clamber down to kneel between his feet, unzipping my fly and palming my cock as I move closer. West is long and thick, flushed and dripping precum. I lick my lips.
“Now, Raleigh,” West repeats. His hips move, that same slow roll he made before now obscene, making his cock bounce and my own throb.
I wrap my hand around his thick root and take a deep breath.
“Keep talking,” I say, and I wrap my lips around the head.
“God, your mouth is sweet,” he says, his hands back in my hair. He’s gentle, not guiding or gripping, just holding on. “One of these days I’m going to put you right here while Callie rides my dick.”
The image hits me in the gut. I moan, my eyes falling shut, the fantasy playing out.
“Shit, yes,” growls West. “You like that. Callie bouncing up and down all over my dick. I’d turn her around so she can see you down there, waiting for your turn.”
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. My hand is flying on my cock now, my mouth sliding over his dick, taking him to the back of my throat as far as I can. West groans, his head falling back. I twist my wrist, slicking my palm as I go so I can stroke him faster.
“I’ll let her slide down and take it all, let her drip all over me so you can lick up all that juice off the both of us.” West is thrusting now, short tight bursts. I hold my head still, working him with my tongue, letting him fuck my mouth. His hands tighten in my hair.
“And after she comes like that, rocking on that big dick, I’ll pull out and make you lick it clean, so you can take every drop,” says West, his voice tight. “You’re going to take it for me, pretty boy. You’re going to suck me dry.”
I pull back off his cock, crying out as I come hard all over the hardwood floor. West growls. He wraps his hand over mine, both of us working him over, the pressure unreal. His head falls back and he thrusts into our hands one last time, the orgasm making his whole body shake.
I drop my forehead to his thigh, wiping my mouth and trying to get my brain back in my ears.
West starts to laugh as we start cleaning ourselves up.
“Something funny?” I ask, mopping up the mess on the floor. I pitch the paper towels and zip my pants, falling back onto the couch next to him. West shakes his head, tucking himself back into his pants.
“You surprise me, is all,” he says, grinning at me. He pulls me in for a kiss that starts out gentle and sweet and turns dirty and hot. I realize he can taste himself on me, and my dick begins to fill all over again.
“What the hell is going on here?” my mother says from the door. “Raleigh?”
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I’ve managed to button my shirt before anybody speaks again.
“Mom, this is Weston Thorpe,” says Raleigh. His face is painfully red and I wish to God I could hug him, but I doubt that would help right now.
Christ, I haven’t been caught by somebody’s parents since… well, it’s been long enough that I’m extra mortified by the knowledge that I ought to know better.
And now Raleigh’s out. There’s no way to explain that kind of making out except for what it was. Not to mention the lingering smell of sex. I do my best to hide my cringe.
“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Griffin,” I say quietly.
“Mr. Thorpe,” says Raleigh’s mother sharply. “I think it would be best if you leave. Now.”
“Mom.” Raleigh looks like he’s going to be sick, all the color in his face draining away.
“We’ll talk about this later, Raleigh,” she says. Mrs. Griffin stays at the door, backing up to hold it wide open.
“It’s okay, Raleigh,” I murmur. I make sure I have my keys and take a step toward the door.
