I let out a groan, trying to bite his fucking fingers off, but the way he’s stretching them inside my mouth forbids me from breathing correctly, let alone biting him.
“Shh…relax for me, baby. Don’t let the gag reflex win.”
“Fuck you…” I mumble around his fingers, but I’m not sure if he hears it.
Marcus laughs under his breath, the sound as absent as his nonexistent manners as he drives his fingers all the way to the back of my throat.
My gag reflex kicks in, but he pulls back. “Breathe slowly through your nose. Don’t choke.”
The order triggers two different feelings. The first is that I’m so going to beat the shit out of this asshole for daring to speak to me in that tone.
But the second, the one I can’t seem to understand, is making my body looser, my inhales and exhales deeper.
It’s a survival mechanism, right? My body recognizes that I need to stay alive to beat the crap out of this asshole.
That’sall.
“Good boy.” The gruff words fill my ears like a strange aphrodisiac.
A ghostly chill trails down my spine, cold and as intimate as death’s kiss.
“The feel of your hot little mouth is making me so hard, baby.” He presses his front to mine, his muscular thighs and the unmistakable bulge between them glued all over me.
Oh, fuck.
“What do we have here?” He rubs his erection against my growing one. “Looks like your cock is getting excited, too.”
He licks my lower lip. “How about we fix that?”
15
PRESTON
Fuck.
Fucking hell.
Why the hell am I evenhardat this moment?
I release a huff as heat spreads across my spine and rises up to my ears.
It just doesn’t make sense that I seem to get the most random erections around Marcus.
He’s aman.
An infuriating man Ihatewith everything in me.
Does my dick get the memo? Apparently not, judging by how much thicker it’s growing the more he glides his cock against mine.
The friction is maddeningly rough, and despite the clothes separating us, the sparks of pleasure coil through me with a sort of titillation that steals my breath.
My heart lurches, and my entire body is tightening, sending all the blood rushing to my groin.
“Mmm.” The noise that rips out of me is too needy for my ears, too foreign.
It’s justnotme.
I simply refuse to believe thatIam releasing such a noise.
