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Impatient, I hooked my fingers into his waistband and tugged them over his throbbing dick. It stood out from his body, the tip already flushed and pointing at me.
“Just as fucking perfect as the rest of you,” I said, staring.
It pulsed under my praise as I slowly lingered up his body, eyes finally meeting his face. Splotches of red tinged his cheeks, his eyes trying but failing to hold mine.
My chest squeezed, fondness rising like a tidal wave. “Are you shy?”
A stubborn look glinted in his chocolate eyes. “I don’t go around showing my dick to everyone like you.”
I growled, reaching out to grasp his neck in a tight hold. His pupils blew wide, and his dick jumped again.Not just a brat, then, but a kinky brat.
“You’d better not be showing this dick to anyone, Wesley,” I intoned, squeezing my fingers just a little bit more. Beneath the grip, his neck convulsed. “Some things are for my eyes only.”
The dark fringe of lashes framing his hazy stare narrowed, and then in a burst of movement, his hand wrapped around my throat. I laughed huskily, and his fingers tightened.
“Same rules apply to you,” he rasped.
I squeezed him tighter, making his eyes blow wide and a little flash of alarm play across his features. I leaned in, my clothed body pressing against his naked one. The alarm transformed to stark need, and it made my dick leak.
“Don’t you worry, baby,” I murmured, gentling my hand just enough. “The only one I want is you.”
“Take your pants off,” he demanded.
I raised an eyebrow. “Maybe we should get something clear right now,” I said, leaning in to tug his lower lip between my teeth and nip.
The little whine he let loose was better than some hookups I’d had.
“I’m the one in charge here, not you.”
Defiance sparked in his eyes as he tried to tug his lip from between my teeth. I sank my bite harder. Maybe he meant to push me away, but the second his hands landed on my shoulders, he pulled me closer, tilting his chin to give me more.
“That’s my good boy,” I crooned, releasing his lip.
Tongue darting out, he dropped his eyes to my pants.
“What do you want?”
“I already told you,” he said, completely stubborn.
“Tell me again. Do it better.”
He shuddered delicately.
Fuck, how did I live so long without this?
“I want to see you. Take your pants off.Please.”
Instead of immediately doing what he asked, I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his cock. It was warm and thick in my grasp, and when I squeezed, it quivered against my palm.
Hissing, he arched his hips toward me, silently requesting more. Because he asked so nicely, I gave him a stroke and then swiped my thumb over his slit. He cursed under his breath, and then we were kissing as I lapped up all his crudeness on my tongue.
As we tongue-fucked, I let go of his dick, and he whimpered. But the second I reached for my pants, he reached too, and we shoved them down together. Our lips disconnected when he gripped the hem of my shirt and ripped it over my head. Sighing happily, he settled his palms on my bare shoulders to slowly drag over my pecs.
The base of my spine tingled under his exploration, and my heartbeat turned shallow when he looked up from beneath heavy lashes. His cheeks were still red, as was the tip of his nose. Paint-splattered hair flopped over his forehead, and the muscle in his jaw worked as he circled my nipples. He watched me carefully when his fingers brushed over them, sucking his lower lip into his mouth the second they tightened.
He took a minute to pluck at them, and I moaned in my throat, but then his eager, impatient hands drew back as did his entire body so he could look down at what he’d asked so nicely to see. His intake of breath and parting lips were all I needed. Hands danced in the air around my throbbing cock as it stood out between us like it was ready to stake its claim.
“I always knew you’d have a big dick,” Wes muttered, hands still fluttering.
