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“Fuck, you’re so tiny,” he ground out.
“You’re not,” I teased. My hands skimmed down the front of his shirt to the waist of his pants.
“Yeah?” He smirked. “That what you actually saw in the shower that got you all flustered?”
“I wasn’t flustered.” I snapped the button on his pants.
“You could barely form coherent sentences.”
“You were stroking your cock. What the fuck did you expect me to do?”
“Join me,” he growled.
My knees nearly buckled at the hot intensity in that statement. My eyes slid to his as I drew the zipper to the base of his pants. “Is that what you wanted?”
He brushed his tongue along my bottom lip before sliding it all the way in my mouth. We tangled, and I held the edge of his pants as if I might topple over.
“Yes.”
He pressed another kiss to my lips. A challenge in those bright green eyes. The light caught on the dark ends of his hair, highlighting the red undertones. I loved a challenge. I loved the drunk taste of him. The hot feel of him. And, damn, did I want to prove to him that I could take anything head-on.
I dragged a finger down the front of his pants, where his cock was currently stretching the material. He pushed forward into my hand, and I palmed him through his pants. Now that I had a hand on him, I could really gather just how huge he was. Small hands hadn’t mattered in medical school. It didn’t matter when I was performing surgery. It certainly wouldn’t matter here. Except … maybe I wouldn’t be able to wrap my hand all the way around him.
“Fuck, Whit.” His hands tightened in my hair, and he dragged my lips back to his. “These fucking lips. Dick-sucking lips.”
I choked out a laugh at the words that had been uttered in my presence so often in my life. My clients frequently said they wanted lips like mine and asked how many syringes I used to achieve that result. But these were all natural.
“Sounds like you’ve been thinking about that one,” I teased.
“I’ve wondered what your lips would feel like around my cock since the day I met you.”
My eyes flared wide. “Really?”
He nipped at my enlarged lower lip. “Show me.”
I smirked defiantly. Then, I slid my hands under the waist of his boxers and slipped them down his thighs. His cock jutted forward, long and hard between us. He was so much taller than me that it came to my fucking stomach. There was no way I was going to be able to get on my knees here.
I pushed him backward and kicked the chair out. He sank into it, tugging his pants the rest of the way off. I wrapped my hand around him and pumped up and down, the way I’d seen him do in the shower.
His head fell backward, and a breath of air escaped him. “Fuck.”
“Were you really thinking about me in the shower?”
My lips came to the head of his cock. I stared down at it for a second, fortifying myself for what was to come. Then, my lips spread around the head of him, and I brought him into my mouth.
He groaned, deep and throaty, as he said, “Yes.”
“Doing this?”
“Sinking into your cunt.”
My body hummed at the filthy words. They should have turned me off, but on my knees before Gavin King, I couldn’t feel any shame. I was worshipping a King after all.
I bobbed up and down on his cock as I used my hand to reach the base. There was no way that I was going to get him all the way in my mouth. Not tonight at least. Not without some work. Not that he seemed to give a fuck. If anything, it seemed he was struggling to keep from jerking up into me.
I felt … powerful.
Blow jobs, when done correctly, were the most powerful act on the planet. It was all about conquering men who thought they were in control. But Gavin succumbed to me. My DSLs being put to good work.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said as he thrust upward.
I choked a little on the length of him and pulled back. His eyes were wanton as they latched back on mine. Then, whatever control he had yielded snapped back to him. He righted himself, lifting me effortlessly over his shoulder like a barbarian.
I gasped as he carried me the rest of the way across the villa. My ass was entirely on display as his arm was strapped across my legs.
“Gavin!” I cried out before he unceremoniously dumped me onto the king-size bed.
He grinned that wicked smile. “I was right, you know?”
I slid back on the bed, stretching sexily. “About what?”
“Your lips were perfection.”
I colored at the compliment. I knew I gave good head. I’d heard that before, but hearing it from Gavin, as his eyes stripped me bare, was a whole new experience. Gavin, who saw me for exactly who I was and liked every bit of it. Gavin, who never made fun of my antics. Gavin, who always endeavored to make them more dramatic. He didn’t have to try to make me feel easy about being around him. We just fit.
