Page 51 of Warming His Bed


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I wasn’t even a hundred percent sure what I was asking him for, but I knew I’d go down in flames if he denied me.

His eyes were wide, pupils blown out, and his face slack with confusion. “Baby, if you want my cock in your mouth that bad, I’m not about to get in your way.”

Damn straight.

I dropped my head back down, this time grazing the tip of his cock with my teeth before wrapping my lips back around it again and fluttering my tongue along that perfect notch under the tip. I pumped with one hand while cupping his balls with the other. His skin was hot and smooth. Tight, like silk stretched over granite. And despite having obviously come back from an afternoon of physical labor, he still tasted sweet and clean.

“Fuuuck, Sadie.” His voice was gravel. He tossed his arms behind his head, gripping the back of the couch like he needed to restrain himself.

But I didn’t want him restrained. I wanted him all in.

“Grab my hair,” I demanded.

Not something I normally requested. If anything, I kind of hated it when a guy grabbed your hair because it usually meant they were about to pound into your mouth like they were at a truck stop glory hole.

But if I couldn’t have Drew without his clothes, then I needed him stripped down.

Unleashed.

Primal.

Except that wasn’t what I got. He gathered my hair into a loose ponytail and wrapped it around his hand, keeping it out of the way, but following my rhythm. With his other hand, he reached down and ran his thumb along my jaw while staring at me with an expression full of wonder. “You are so goddamn beautiful. Do you know that?”

Not exactly in the position to be answering questions here, mister.

He got even harder after a few minutes, which I wouldn’t have believed was possible if the proof wasn’t halfway down my throat. His hips lifted off the couch in shallow thrusts. The sounds coming out of him took me right back to watching him shirtless during his garage workout and I couldn’t take it anymore.

I dropped my hand from his balls, which earned me a frustrated moan. But that died off once he realized what I was doing. Fumbling for a second with the fly on my jeans, I finally got them open and slid my hand down into my panties.

This was new territory for me. I’d never touched myself while going down on a guy before, but I needed him to finish, not stop to fuck me when he got close. This wasn’t about that.

But at the same time, I needed to be right alongside him for the ride.

It didn’t take me long to get there. I was already soaking wet, and my clit throbbed before my fingers even reached it. But if I hadn’t been, the strangled choking noise that came out of him would’ve sufficed to get me there. I moaned against him as everything tightened up inside me, on the precipice of release.

My moans spurred him on, and he thickened and swelled in my mouth. The sensation of him pressing into my throat while my pussy clenched in the lead-up to my orgasm broke my brain.

“Holy hell,” he cried out.

Everything exploded in a shower of sparks behind my eyes. He pulsed and filled my mouth as I rode the wave of what was possibly the biggest orgasm of my life. Which was saying something, considering how we’d spent the last few days.

Afterward, we both sat there for a few minutes. Panting. Dazed from the intensity of what just went down. Once the haze of my orgasm cleared, all kinds of intrusive thoughts I didn’t want to deal with poured into my head.

What the hell was that?

Jealousy wasn’t my bag, but my encounter with Gwen earlier today made me feel like I had to lay claim to Drew.

That wasn’t my m.o. I kept things easy breezy. This was supposed to be casual. So what was going on with me?

Drew stared down at me, his chest still heaving. The look in his eyes held a mixture of lust and adoration. His lips parted, but before he could say anything, I jumped up off the floor.

“Great stress reliever. Really did the trick.” I hastily buttoned up my jeans and turned to grab my laptop off the coffee table behind me. “Well,” I looked down at my wrist, which had no watch, “I’ve got a deadline. I better get back to it. It’s probably going to take me all night. Don’t wait up.”

I ran out of the room like a damn coward, but I didn’t miss the look on his face. Confusion tinged with mild rejection.

It didn’t stop me scuttling away to my room.

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