“You have a headache?”
“Just a little one. Thankfully, it’s the kind that’ll go away with a little sexual healing. And I think you owe me a BJ,” he singsonged.
I rubbed his temples and kissed his nose. “You’re a nuisance.”
“You don’t mind.”
Not even a little bit.
We cleaned up before crossing the lawn to the house. The kitchen lights were on and the pot of chili I’d made for dinner wascooling on a back burner. I reminded myself to put it in the fridge…later. I had other priorities now.
I hooked a finger in Dexter’s belt loop, pulling him to my chest. The kiss went from tentative to urgent in seconds flat, the way it always seemed to with us. Dex morphed into an octopus, pushing me against the wall, grabbing at my T-shirt, and wrapped his leg around mine. I captured his face and took control, sucking his tongue, licking his neck, and nipping his jaw. I wanted to taste every inch of him, and I didn’t want to wait.
I undid his belt and zipper and lowered his jeans and boxer briefs. I squeezed his butt, chuckling as he swayed forward, no doubt in a quest for friction.
“Not so fast. I thought you wanted me to blow your mind.” I curled my fingers at his base and stroked him. “Through your dick.”
Dex dropped his head with a moan. “Ungh!Yes.”
“Where are your manners? Say please,” I teased, smacking his ass.
“Please. And hurry the fuck up. I’m dying now.”
One rough kiss later, I was on my knees, swallowing him whole. Dex’s breath hitched as I sucked him to the root. His hands were in my hair, and he was babbling incoherently. “Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes…yes, yes, yes.” I tuned him out, too engrossed to come up for air. And when I finally did, I pumped his shaft and twirled my tongue lazily, lapping up precum like a cat.
I sucked his balls too, and rubbed a saliva-slicked finger on the sensitive skin behind his sac. It drove him wild. I could feel him tense all over. I tapped his swollen cock on my bearded jaw and glanced up.
“Go on. I can take it,” I urged.
Dexter’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. “I can’t. I’ll come.”
“I think that’s the point. C’mon. Use me. I’ll return the favor later.”
He squeezed his eyes shut for a beat, then grabbed my headmeaningfully. I opened up and sucked like mad while Dex held me hostage, fucking my mouth with abandon. I was proud of myself for not gagging. He didn’t go easy on me. If anything, he’d taken his instructions and run with them.Use me.
“Wait. Stop. I’m gonna?—”
I didn’t wait, and I certainly didn’t stop. I raked my nails along his ass and found another gear—one Dex couldn’t keep pace with. Sure enough, he faltered, nearly tearing hair from my head as he shot his load. And yes, I swallowed every drop.
I didn’t give him a chance to recover. I was on my feet, my tongue in his mouth a moment later. He whimpered, breaking the connection to stare slack-jawed in wonder.
“I…I can’t—wow.”
I chuckled, bending to pull his boxer briefs and jeans up. “Wow.”
“Your turn,” he mumbled, fumbling for my belt.
I held his wrist. “Upstairs. Trust me. The tile floor is terrible for your knees.”
We kissed all the way to my room, pausing at the bottom of the stairs, the top of the landing, and against the doorjamb. The crazed fervor of earlier had been replaced by a sweet yet insistent connection. It was as if I couldn’tnotkiss him.
I separated long enough to yank Dex’s T-shirt over his head, walking him toward the bed. As his knees hit the mattress, Dex pulled me on top of him and wrapped his legs around me.
“I think you should fuck me,” he hummed softly.
“Ja?”
“Ja. I want your big Viking dick inside me.” Dex licked my mouth. “Please.”
