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I broke the kiss, moving my mouth to his shoulder. His chest was heaving, and I kissed down, moving closer and closer to his abs. It was like a playground there, and I kept moving on my journey downward, sliding off the barstool and dropping to my knees.
I wanted to give him something, and a blow job was as good as any gift I could come up with right now.
He groaned when he realized my intention. I deftly pulled down his sweatpants, and lust slammed into me when I saw how hard his cock was in his boxers. I tugged them down, too, and when they were around his knees, wrapped my fingers around his cock.
“Fuck.”
I stroked it, moving my fist up and down, and looked up at him. He dropped his head and his eyes bore into mine, almost daring me to go further.
So I did.
I flicked my tongue against the end of his cock. He jolted at the touch, and I took him into my mouth with my hand wrapped around the base of his shaft. Bobbing my head, I took him deeper and deeper with each movement, and Dylan threaded his fingers into my hair to cup the back of my head.
His hold was firm but not forceful, and within seconds, his hips were moving, and he was fully fucking my mouth. My hand still gave me enough control, and I worked my tongue over the tip before sucking him hard and deep again. Every noise that escaped him was almost tortured, like he was doing everything he could to stop himself from giving in.
He tugged my head back and pulled me to standing. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come down your throat,” he murmured, yanking me against him. “Get your fucking clothes off and get on that damn counter with your legs open.”
I shuddered out a breath.
If he was a dirty talker, I was a goner.
There was no returning from that as far as my heart was concerned.
“Saylor. Get on that fucking counter and open your legs before I rip that sorry excuse for a pair of shorts off you.”
Yep.
He was a dirty talker.
And it seemed like he was a good one.
I did as he said and stripped off. I barely took one step toward the island when he shoved both chairs away and hauled me onto the edge. I dutifully parted my legs, and he—now fully naked—stepped between them, taking my mouth with his.
“If you want my cock in you, you’re going to come in my mouth. Understand?”
I nodded breathlessly.
“I said, understand?”
“Yes,” I breathed, dropping my head back as he traced a similar path down my body as I had on his. Kisses… everywhere. All the way down to my—
I gasped at the feel of his tongue on my clit. My legs were as wide open as they could go, and Dylan’s hands were flattened at the tops of my thighs, holding them in place. I trembled under his touch as he toyed with my clitoris, pushing his tongue inside me and then back to my clit.
Pulses of pleasure radiated through my body. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and I let my body take control. It was a mere minute before my orgasm came. My entire body tensed as I cried out, and I bucked my hips against his mouth.
He rode it out, but the second I stilled, he straightened and pulled me up to sitting. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
I couldn’t talk.
“I just realized I don’t have a condom.”
Looked like I had to talk.
I looked him in the eye. “You don’t need one. I’m good.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”
I nodded.
“Then get off the counter and bend the fuck over.”
Alrighty then.
I slid off the counter and turned with an enthusiastic bit of help from Dylan. With his hand on my upper back, he bent me over, then moved his hand down to my hip. Moving carefully, he rubbed the tip of his cock against my wetness.
I shivered at the touch, and in response, he slowly pushed inside me.
I drew in a deep breath. It felt so good—too good, and when he moved, my muscles clenched around him. I wanted him to stay there, stay inside me.
He had other ideas.
He trailed his hand up my body and took hold of my hair, twisting it into one thick lock and wrapping it around his fist. My head naturally moved back and arched my spine, and Dylan pushed deeper inside me.
I moaned.
It was so good. So fucking good, and I just wanted more. Before I knew it, the strokes of his cock were coming thick and fast, just like I was about to.
I almost screamed as my orgasm hit me. It wracked my entire body, consuming me completely and utterly. Dylan’s groan was almost as loud as mine, and he held himself still, inside me, as he dropped his forehead onto my back.
