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“Fuck,” he bit out between clenched teeth, starting to shake. “You’re making me come, kitten.”

A desperate groan burst from me. I wanted to feel it. Taste it. My jaw was aching but I ignored it, almost gagging when I took him too deep in my eagerness to make him come.

“Rafe,” Dan panted, voice unsteady. “Fuck, baby, I’m—I’m gonna come—”

I moaned in answer. I assumed he was warning me so I’d have time to pull back, but fuck that. I’d worked damn hard. I was seeing it through to the end.

A strained groan tore from him as he tensed up and his cock throbbed in my mouth. His fingers curled tighter against my scalp, hips jerking as his cum shot to the back of my throat. I tasted salt when the last spurt hit my tongue and found myself lapping desperately at the tip of his cock, my ears ringing and my heart pounding with adrenaline.

“Jesus.” Dan sounded a little dazed when he stopped coming. I flicked my eyes up to see him scrubbing a hand over his face, blinking hard as he sagged back against the door.

My breaths were trembling out of me when I finally stopped licking his cock and leaned back. I was so horny that I couldn’t think of a single thing to say. My mind was blank. I didn’t think I even had the brain power to coordinate my legs and stand up.

A strong hand wrapped around my wrist and tugged me to my feet. In the next instant, Dan’s tongue was in my mouth. He moaned, kissing me almost frantically as he reached down and fumbled with my fly. I gasped against his lips when he reached in and mapped out the length of my dick through my boxer briefs, curling his fingers around it to squeeze.

My arms around his neck, I fisted the back of his shirt and broke the kiss to yank it over his head. He hurriedly pulled his hand free to do the same to my sweater. Our mouths clashed again as I helped him shove my jeans down, and I awkwardly hopped in place to get them over each foot while keeping my mouth fused to his. I ripped off my socks at the same time. I refused to be the guy who ended up naked except for a pair of socks.

My boxer briefs were still on, but Dan slid his hand under the back of them to grab my ass and yank me closer. I grunted when my straining cock rubbed against him, and Dan groaned and squeezed my ass cheek hard.

He went to take a step forward, forgetting about the pants bunched around his ankles. His mouth tore from mine as he stumbled, and I chuckled breathlessly and stepped back while he bent to rip off his sneakers.

“Goddamnit,” he growled, and he sounded so frustrated that I laughed again, louder and snortier this time.

He looked up at me with a grin while pulling off his socks, before straightening and stepping out of the sweats. My laughter died off abruptly and my breath caught, belly tightening with anticipation as I watched him advance.

“Why don’t you take me up to bed so I can suck your cock, kitten?” he murmured, cupping my face. He tilted his head back toward the door behind him. “After that, I’m feeling extra motivated to make you come so hard you can’t walk.”

My breath shuddered out of me in a rush, but I raised a brow at him. “That’s pretty big talk.”

I didn’t know why I said it. I definitely shouldn’t have been goading him. Dan was going to suck me off so good it’d probably make me want to cry.

His eyes narrowed at the challenge, before he gave me a slow smile. “We’ll see, won’t we?”

Fuck. I swallowed.

Forget crying. I was probably going to end up proposing.

Chapter Thirty

Head from the Headless Horseman

Rafe

I was breathing fast as I slowly took a step back. Then another. When I turned for the stairs, Dan smacked my ass, which made me jump.

And made my cock jerk.

“Hurry up, kitten,” he rasped.

Legs unsteady, I started walking up the stairs, trying to keep my composure and not run like a desperate fool. But when I heard Dan start bounding up them behind me, my pulse leaped. I quickened my pace, so he did too.

It almost felt like he was chasing me, which made my instincts kick in. With a breathless chuckle, I started running and almost tripped on the top step. Dan growled and crowded me from behind at the top of the stairs, then grabbed my hand and dragged me to my bedroom.

He was already kissing me as we fell onto the bed, plunging his tongue hungrily into my mouth. My heart was racing at the feel of his big body on top of me, his hips nestled between my thighs. His cock was half-hard, and I gasped into his mouth when it rubbed against mine through my boxers.

Dan huffed in amusement and rocked his hips again, dragging his length against my sac and straining dick through the thin fabric. I shuddered, clutching at his hair as my eyes rolled back. I was so unbelievably hard, it felt like I was about to blow already.

I was breathing fast when he eventually broke the kiss to sit up. He grinned down at me as he pulled the hairband off his wrist and reached up to tie his long hair into a messy bun.