I sank to my knees and devoured him, I didn’t mess around, pulling out every trick I knew to make his eyes roll back in his head. Lucas so heartily approved that soon even Aaron and his human ears would overhear.
"Put your hand over your mouth," I suggested, voice gruff.
"Huh?"
"The noise. Cover your mouth."
Lucas shuddered as I took him in my mouth once more. His whole body went pink as he obeyed and placed his palm over his lips, embarrassed, yet his cock jumped, so still totally on board.
Lucas clearly felt silly with his hand over his mouth, but he looked insanely hot to me, so I had to avert my eyes and focus on making him blow almost embarrassingly fast. Onlyalmostbecause I didn’t want toactuallyembarrass him. Because if we both came quickly instead of just me, it wouldn’t be as humiliating for me. So with a solid plan and thinking as clearly as possible in the moment—oh dear god, Lucas was straight up trying to murder me.
See, my suggestion about covering his mouth was meant to be helpful. Not keeping Aaron up all night with our sex noises was onlypolitesince we wereguestsin his home.
But Lucas assumed he looked foolish instead of irresistible, so he came up with a better solution.. He broughtmyhand up to his mouth soIcould keep him quiet instead.
Boom. Just like that, what started as practical advice had quickly turned kinky.
Reflexively, I pressed harder against his lips and he just leaned into the touch and groaned low in his throat in response.
He made urgent little noises against my palm, oh, about to come. I sucked with more enthusiasm to help him along. He responded by biting the meat of my palm. What did that mean? Maybe an accident?
Oh, no, he meant to because he got a better grip and did it again. I think what he meant was‘your hand is right there, I want to bite it.’Alright.
At the first burst of him spilling onto my tongue, I was on the verge of joining him. There were his teeth again, fuck, they really got ahold and dug in, biting hard, and the jolt of pain went right to my dick, and I was coming too.
Goddamn, that had been fantastic.
I didn’t feel embarrassed at how I’d responded to him yet there was still a feeling, some type of emotion at how quickly everything happened…oh. I knew what it was.
It was over and I wished it lasted longer.
I’d probably think that no matter what. A sneaking suspicion told me that when it came to Lucas, once wasn’t enough.
17.Early Morning Surprises
Lucas
Chase wasn’t in bed the next morning.
Fine. Whatever. No reason to panic or worry about what happened now. I stared up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths and reminding myself of the zero reasons to panic.
No. The events last night were so unquestionably amazing. The first time in so long anything felt uncomplicatedlyrightand enjoyable. It’d be a shame to ruin that by wishing I had company in a bed that wouldn’t fit us both.
There were also a million other reasons besides space he might not be here. Aaron needing a hand with something. Temple arriving. Some DSA emergency.
Alright. I’d freak out if necessary when the time came but not a moment before.
After visiting the bathroom, I opened the door to find Chase there ready to knock on my face.
“Oh, hi. I came to get you… breakfast…”
Chase viewed the expression on my face and frowned. He opened his mouth, then closed it. He reached out, then withdrew his hand. His eyes were full of something, something he was trying to express without speaking.
“Please—sorr—I…” Chase shook his head. “Don’t be upset.”
He whispered the words so quietly I wasn’t sure whether I heard them or just put it together from the slow way he mouthed the message. So, he was trying not to be overheard by someone with the capacity to overhear if they chose to listen. Which meant another agent was here. This seemed to be the main reason he hadn’t been in bed.
Well. I was right to not get upset. That cheered me up a bit but wasn’t actually the troubling part.
