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“Tell me what you like.” I grasped the base of his cock and rubbed the wet tip over my lower lip, gazing up at him. “I want to know what you like, Seb.”

He stared down at me, brows slightly pinched. Letting out an unsteady breath, he licked his lips and parted them hesitantly to speak.

“I… I like my lower stomach being touched.” A shockingly shy blush stained his cheeks as he reached down and trailed a fingertip along the crease of his groin, then over the little patch of smooth skin at the very top of his inner thigh. “And I’m… really sensitive here.”

I let go of his cock to trail my fingertips over his lower stomach, feeling the muscles clench as he shuddered. Then I brushed them down the creases of his groin, sweeping them out onto his inner thighs. His big thighs twitched as he let out a breathless grunt, his hips straining up.

Lowering my head, I darted my tongue out lick him softly there, then pressed a kiss to the smooth skin before nuzzling the crease. Seb’s breath caught, the tendon under my lips taut as he lowered himself back onto the bed and reached down to slide his fingers through my hair.

I lapped at his balls on my way over to the other side, which made a strangled groan escape him. His cock kept jumping off his stomach, pre-cum threading from the tip onto his skin. I slid a hand up to fist him, smoothing the pad of my finger over the tiny slit until he was shuddering non-stop.

“L-Larkin.” His big chest was heaving as he peered down at me, features tight with pleasure. “D-do you want to try rimming me now?”

I bit my lip, nodding quickly. “Yeah.”

His limbs seemed a little shaky as he struggled upright to turn over, making me want to grin with pride. I’d made Seb feel like that. Knowing I was making him feel good was the best feeling ever.

Shit, I hoped I was okay at rimming. I mean, it couldn’t be that hard, could it? It was just… licking. I’d try swirling my tongue or something. I was hoping he’d tell me what felt good so I could keep doing what he liked.

My lungs emptied in a rush as I stared down at Seb propped on his knees and elbows in front of me. His muscular back curved down as he settled his forehead on his arms, and his ass was, like… breathtaking in this position. Round and firm, and I could see the little whorl of dark hair around his hole. The stretch of smooth skin that led to his tight sac, and his big cock hanging below, stiff and leaking.

Fuuuck. I dug my fingers into his cheeks so I wouldn’t touch myself. I would blow in a split second if I did.

Seb exhaled a shaky breath and spread his knees a little wider. Clearing his throat, he said, “If you don’t like doing it, just stop. I really won’t care, Lark.”

I already knew I was going to love it. Shyly, I leaned down and pressed a kiss to one cheek. “Do you… do you actually like being rimmed? Or are you just letting me do it?”

“I like it.” His voice was tight. His whole body was tense, and it took me a moment to realise why. He really wanted me to do it. He was waiting.

Breaths trembling out of me, I tightened my grip on his cheeks to keep him spread wide and pressed a kiss to his cleft, just above his hole. Seb’s big thighs twitched, but before I could deliver my first lick, he spoke again, his voice low and gravelly.

“Turn the toy back on.”

I paused, lifting my head. “What?”

He peered back at me over his shoulder with a grin. “Turn the toy back on while you do it.”

My belly clenched with excited nerves. “But… wh-what if I can’t concentrate—”

“You’ll be fine, Lark.” He turned his head and settled again. “Switch is on the base.”

Oh god. This was going to be amazing in the worst way. My face hot, I reached down between my legs and fumbled with the flat base of the toy until I found the button. A garbled sound left me the moment I turned it on, my legs starting to shake as the vibrator thrummed against my prostate.

“Fuck,” I gasped. My wild gaze fixed on his hole, just waiting in front of me, and without even thinking about it, I leaned in and gave it a desperate lick. “Mmm.”

“God, that sound.” Seb was breathless already as he rocked his hips back into me. “I fucking love that sound, Larkin. Keep moaning like that.”

Well, I couldn’t exactly control it, but I didn’t think it would be an issue. I lapped at his hole, moaning again when it twitched against my tongue. The vibrator in my ass was making me shudder non-stop, but it was weirdly helping me focus. Well, not focus exactly. It was making me so mindless that I was just tonguing his hole ravenously, not overthinking it.

Which seemed to be a fantastic technique, judging by the panting moans coming from Seb. His thighs were quaking, the muscles in his ass twitching under my palms. When I swirled my tongue around his hole again and again, his back tightened as his neck arched.

“F-fuck, yeah, like that,” he breathed, reaching down to jack his cock. A trembling groan rumbled up his throat, which made my prostate pulse with something that felt almost like a tiny orgasm, but not quite. It still left me weak and panting as I licked feverishly, whimpering and trying to bury my mouth deeper.

I pushed the tip of my tongue against him and felt Seb bear down as he groaned raggedly. When it slid inside, he shuddered and stilled the hand on his cock, gasping for breath.

“Shit, you’re gonna make me come.”

I moaned and pushed my tongue deeper, almost coming when he clenched around it. My cock was throbbing, so hard it ached, and that vibe in my ass kept making mini waves of pleasure pulse from my prostate.