Page 41 of The Devil You Know


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“For real, T. If you’re not ready, we don’t have to do this. Rule one, right? Slow and steady.”

My attention snaps to him. “I’m ready.”

The tip of his tongue swipes across his lower lip. Holding my gaze, he lowers the waistband of his boxer briefs, then sits on the edge of his bed.

Oh. Holy. Hell.

My stomach bottoms out. I’ve never looked at a dick and thought, yeah, let me put that in my mouth. But now? I get it. I absolutely want to drive Cooper wild by sucking him off.

I was so out of it during our last study session that I didn’t have the chance to fully appreciate it. Liquid heat builds in my belly and I bite my lip, dragging my gaze along the trail of hair leading down from his abs to his erection.

Absently, I realize I’m licking my lips as he circles his fingers around the length, pumping lazily.

“We good, Tate?” he rasps.

“Yeah,” I whisper. “More than good.”

The corner of his mouth quirks up into that smile that twists my insides into hot knots. “Take it at your pace.”

Harnessing my courage, I step between his knees, pushing them apart with my hands before I sink to the floor before him. A breath gusts out of him and his fist flexes around his dick.

“What do you like?” I tilt my head. “If I go by porn standards, I should basically hold my breath and ignore my gag reflex while I choke on it, right?”

He rumbles out a chuckle. “I like it deep, but don’t push yourself.” With his free hand, he cups my face, brushing his thumb over my cheek. His charismatic brown eyes burn with desire. “No matter what you do, I’m going to like it. The thought of your mouth on me alone is driving me fucking crazy, baby.”

My stomach dips again, and I rake my teeth over my lip. He’s so good with his words. Every time he speaks to me during ourstudy sessions, I have to remind myself he’s just getting me ready for what things will be like with anyone I take to bed when I’m at college. He doesn’t really mean what he says to me. Still, it’s a confidence booster to believe that the idea of me giving him head really arouses him the same way it arouses me.

The longer I sit here and analyze, the more I’ll psych myself out. Instead, I lean over and lick the tip. Cooper tenses, releasing a rough grunt. That won’t do. He had me riding wave after wave of pleasure to the point I had to push him off me before I melted into a puddle. I want to do that to him. I close my lips around the velvety tip and suck.

“Fuck,” he grits out.

My lashes flutter and I smirk around the mouthful of his erection. That’s better. This isn’t as hard as I thought. Exploring my limits, I take him deeper, enjoying the low groan that escapes him. I quickly find I’m only able to fit half of his dick in my mouth, but I don’t let it stop me. He doesn’t seem to be complaining in the slightest, muttering encouragement when I gain confidence that I’m making him feel good.

His knees fall open wider and he braces his hands on the mattress, fisting the sheets. As I slowly bob my head, a thrill sparks along my skin at the thought of his hands gripping my hair like that.

It turns out, giving a blowjob is pretty intuitive. I start to enjoy myself as I find different ways to pull a reaction from him. If I press my tongue to the thick vein that runs along the underside, his breath rushes out. If I cup his balls and stroke the base of his cock while sucking as much of him into my mouth as I can, his powerful thighs flex like he’s holding back from taking my head and using my mouth to fuck how he wants.

I’m proud of the tremor in his legs when I manage to suck him deep enough without gagging, though he’s so big that there’s no way I could fit the whole thing without actually taking himdownmy throat.

The thought of it’s tantalizing, though.

I get so wrapped up in the rhythm that I don’t realize how messy it is. The sound of me sucking him is downright obscene. Saliva drips down my chin, but I don’t stop to wipe. He didn’t when his mouth was on me, not until he finished.

And I get why he was so into it. This is exciting. Each new technique I try earns a new sound of pleasure. I’m doing that to him.

“Shit, T,” Cooper rumbles. “Your mouth feels so damn good.”

There’s no way to respond with a mouth full of his cock, so I hum. That earns another delicious tortured noise from him that makes me ache between my legs, moaning.

“Can you look at me?” His voice is full of gravel. I lift my eyes, and another pulse of arousal shoots through me at the inferno blazing in his eyes. He threads his fingers into my hair, tugging it free of the hair tie, caressing it. “Yeah, like that. Good girl.”

My nipples tighten at the praise and heat prickles in a rush across my skin, leaving me shivering. He holds my gaze and encourages me to go faster. The sensation of his fingers tightening in my hair has me squirming, rubbing my thighs together to stave off the throbbing in my clit.

“Sucking my cock get you hot, baby? Keep looking at me. I want to see it in your eyes.”

Shuddering, I peer up through my lashes.God, the look on his face is pure sin. His lips are parted and his eyes are hooded.

My tongue teases the sensitive vein and he bites out another curse. He holds me in place, rocking his hips, fucking my mouth with shallow thrusts.

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