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I grab the front of his pants and swiftly unbutton them, and when he gives me a nod with his face turning red, I drop to my knees and yank his pants down. His underwear is still on, so I mouth his cock through them as I look up into his eyes.
“You want me to suck your cock?” I ask as I slide my fingers under the waistband.
Len’s face immediately becomes even redder. The confident man who just fucking destroyed multiple men while keeping my “carpet clean” looks flustered and it fuckingfeedsthe flames. It’s like someone just dumped kerosene on them.
I need to see more. I have to see the flustered look grow as I suck his cock. I pull his underwear down, freeing his cock that I stroke with my hand while watching him closely.
He’s refusing to look at me now, but his hand is gripping tightly onto me as I swirl my tongue around the head while my fingers run down the base of it as he grows hard from the attention my tongue and hand are giving him.
“You like that?”
“Stop asking questions!” he mumbles.
“Look at me.”
He bites his lip, head tucked away. “I can’t.”
“Look at me, Len.”
He hesitates before glancing over at me as I take his cock into my mouth, sliding down the length. Len moans, and it’s the fucking greatest sound I’ve ever heard. How has he done this to me? How has he pulled me out of my own ass and made me want to do anything he asks?
I reach into my pants and pull my cock out, stroking it as I move over him. His fingers are digging into my shoulder as he muffles a moan.
Pulling off his cock, I look up at him as my hand glides down his length. “I want to hear it.”
“Shut it. You don’t need to hear anything,” he mumbles as I take him again, free hand sliding up his thigh, and this time, he can’t hold back the moan.
“I-I’m going to…” he says, and I find it ridiculously sexy that he can’t even say come. What the fuck is this? Why is this so fucking adorable?
I rub the base of his cock with my fingers as my mouth moves over him until I know he can’t take any more. He’s leaning hard against the countertop as he comes. As I pull off him, I stroke my own cock, not able to take much more after the display I was given, the way he made me cave and drop to my knees before him. The way I want to see him squirm and pant beneath my touch.
I come into my hand then rise and kiss him again, just one last quick kiss. I thought a blow job would be enough but now I want to see him under me. I want to watch him writhe beneath my touch, murmur and moan.
“Well… um…” Len mumbles, face still red.
“You’re so fucking—”
“We should probably… get going,” he says, sounding embarrassed.
I mean… really, that might be the smart thing to do. But my brain seems to have taken a hike a while ago. It makes me wonder if I could get even more from him if I leaned back in. But with a deep breath, I finally agree. “I guess we need to get this mess dealt with.”
“Y-Yeah,” he says. “I have a… cleaner. I’ll call them.”
And off he hurries, flustered and adorable and… what the fuck am I doing?
Is now really the time for this? Now, when Norn could have been sending more in and I was distracting my help by sucking him off?
My timing is shit… clearly.
But when I walk out, Len is one hundred percent back to being composed. He turns to me. “We need the room code.”
“Oh… 7214.”
“They’ll have it cleaned up shortly. Come on, you can come back to my place.”
“Do I have to walk down the stairs? Because staying with the dead bodies sounds better than the stairs.”
“You sure as fuck do,” he says as he hurries off, and I’m left following him. “You’re also sleeping on the couch.”
