“Landon, stop—”
He takes me into his hot fucking mouth without hesitation.
I shouldn’t do this; I shouldn’t want it. Not only because my own morals prevent me from getting in on with someone so vile, but because the organization willkill meif I return with no success, and drained balls.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, feeling his tongue assault my sensitive skin as he sucks andsucks.
I need to stop him. I could easily overpower him and push him away, and that’s what I should be doing. Right now.
Right… this very… second.
Landon hums, his lashes fluttering as he takes more of me. And yeah, I’m done for. I’m totally obliterated.
My hands grip the strands of his light brown hair, pulling him further down onto my cock.
“Jesus, babydoll,” I choke out, my hips lifting off the bed to meet his mouth.
Oral hasneverfelt so good. So forbidden and delicious.
Landon lifts a hand, cupping my balls as he takes me to the back of his throat, swallowing greedily.
I have to be leaking down his throat, feeding him my precome by the second. I canfeelit, how desperately my body craves to fill him up. To give him my release.
The hand not currently cupping my sac moves to my stomach, pressing feather-light touches to my abs. If I keep staring at his face, I’ll come, so I drop my head back onto the bed and clench my eyes shut.
A second later, he tugs harshly on my balls, popping off my cock.
“Look at me,” he demands.
I normally don’t follow orders—not for people like him. But I find myself angling my head, staring down at him anyway. Anything I can do to get him to finish what he’s started, I will.
He swallows me again, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he rubs his tongue against the underside of my shaft.
“F-fuck, you’re good at that,” I praise, my hands rubbing at his scalp as he hums once more, pleased and blissful.
Landon was right. Not that I didn’t suspect it, but now I know. I am intimately familiar with his claim—he can most definitely force a man into submission without ever offering up his tight little ass.
And even if he did, I have the feeling Landon could break a man; that he could be beneath them, taking it like a whore, and still come out on top.
Landon sucks hard, his nose now flush with the sprinkle of trimmed pubic hair I keep as my dick stays nestled in the back of his throat.
And as his gaze lifts back up, those green eyes locking onto mine, he grazes his teeth over me just slightly, and I come.
I comehard, my hands shaking as I grip his hair even tighter, my hips slamming forward.
“Yes,little Lanny. Drink it all,” I moan, feeling his hot, tight throat milk me dry.
And he does. Landon drinks every drop, not wasting a single lick of me.
I’m panting, gasping against the pleasure of it as I fall back against the bed. He gives me a couple more powerful pulls, torturing my oversensitive cock, before he yanks off of me, wiping his mouth.
It’s silent for a moment, the two of us staring at each other. Then, he seems to realize how big a mistake this was, because he stands and runs a hand through his hair to fix the strands, his eyes wide.
“I won’t ask for your opinion on my skills; I already know you’ll lie,” he says, but the snobbish tone of his voice is minimized by how rough the words sound leaving him.
He walks toward the door, the hard outline of his own dick still obvious from under his gym shorts. I stare at his backside, struck silent as I watch him go.
Once he reaches the door, he grasps the handle, turning to look at me over his shoulder.
