“Hmm?”
“When I’m down on my knees for you, I’m gonna need you to fuck my mouth.” Eyes wide and hazy with lust, he keeps his gaze on me as I drag the zipper down. “I know you can get wild and youknowI can take it.”
“Fuck.”
With one hand braced on the edge of the counter behind him and the other holding the back of his neck, he watches as I lower myself to the floor, taking his jeans and boxers with me until they’re pooled at his ankles.
“Spread your legs, Sweetheart, nice and wide.”
The buckle of his belt clinks as he adjusts for me, his dick hard and bobbing and so damn tempting, I can’t resist sucking the head into my mouth as I grip the base.
Tanner moans, the muscles of his abs clenching as I use my tongue to wet the underside before taking more of him and hollowing out my cheeks.
“Holy shit.”
I hum as I swallow, working him until the head of his dick hits the back of my throat—and then I hold him there before pulling off and doing it again.
Tanner curses, his hips rolling the slightest bit.
And that just won’t do.
Gripping his balls, I squeeze, his body jerking as he cries out, his dick falling from my mouth as I stare up at him. “I told you to fuck my mouth.”
“I feel like I need to work up to that.”
“I think you should do what you’re told,” I taunt, his lips parting and his eyes hooded as he watches me suck my index finger into my mouth.
Without finesse, I release it with a pop before taking his length to the back of my throat, relishing when he moans and threads his fingers in my hair.
Good boy.
With my slick finger, I tease the sensitive skin behind his balls, his hips starting to find a rhythm that has his orgasm building fast. Knowing my time is limited, I press the tip of my finger against the tight ring of muscle of his ass, drawing little circles as he loses control, his hips flying and his fingers tightening.
He roars my name as his release spills down my throat, the head of his dick still buried as far as it’ll go, his face the most exquisite mask of pleasure. Unable to resist, I breach his hole enough to make him gasp, his knees practically giving out as hereleases my hair and grabs the edge of the counter with his other hand.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Humming in approval, I swallow around him one final time before gently pulling off and standing, my eyes never leaving his as I trace my thumb over his full bottom lip.
“See? You like bein’ told what to do.”
He chuffs out a disbelieving laugh. “You’re out of your mind if you think you weren’t playing my body like a marionette. I never stood a chance.”
“I loved watchin’ you come undone.”
“That right?”
“Perfection, Sweetheart, absolutely delicious perfection.”
26
TANNER
“How was Savannah?” I ask carefully, watching Blake’s mouth tip up on one side. I’d been so caught up with Deacon that I missed a lot of the drama that unfolded with Blake and Cal. By the looks of it, everything seemed to work out just fine.
“I have about six or seven years of making it up to him left to do,” Cal says with a teasing lift of his lips.
“I won’t argue with that,” Blake answers, his gaze dragging down Cal’s body as I suddenly find the specks in the countertop incredibly interesting.
