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“I’m feeling loose and very agreeable.”
Desire shot straight to my balls like a strike of lightning. “How agreeable?”
He giggled in answer. I smiled, thinking about my next move. The song ended and a new one came on, something more sensual. I slithered down his lithe body, stopping at his waist. Lifting the hem of his sweater, I kissed a trail across his flat stomach as my fingers toyed with his zipper. When I freed his cock, his hips continued to sway to the music, as if we were still dancing. But he stilled when I covered his length with my mouth, sucking him between my lips.
He fisted my hair. “Oohh! Cary. I like that.”
I took him to the back of my throat and swallowed around his half-hard cock, my tongue swirling around his shaft as it fully hardened in my mouth, growing bigger with each draw of my lips.
“Your mouth feels yummy.”
I wanted to laugh at his drunken silliness, but it was hard with his dick in my mouth. I continued to suck him with long, hard strokes as I looked up at him, catching his face blissed out with ecstasy, eyes closed, lips parted, as he sighed with pleasure.
“You’re so good.” He sighed again and patted my head like he thought I was a puppy. “Yeah…so good at mouth stuff.”
I struggled to continue as my shoulders shook with silent laughter. Ryan was hilarious when inebriated. I ramped up my efforts, using my hand to stroke the base of his shaft as I sucked.
“I feel tingly. My knees are tickling me.”
He was watching me now, and I had a feeling more than just his knees were tingling. He was getting closer to orgasm. With my other hand, I massaged his sac, and he moaned.
“Caaarrrrryyyyyy.” His thighs tensed under the onslaught of my mouth. “Unngghh.”
“Give it to me, baby.” I sucked hard on his tip, my tongue delving into his slit.
“I’m flying away. To space. I’m an astronaut.” He grabbed my head in both hands and fucked my mouth with more force than he probably realized. I loved it. All of it. It turned me on when sex got a little rough. I would never have guessed Ryan was into that, and he probably wouldn’t be if he were completely sober.
I let him use my mouth until he came apart, crying out a string of nonsense as his knees buckled. I caught him just as he shot down my throat, filling my mouth with his bittersweet load. We landed in a heap on the floor as Ryan dissolved into a puddle of giggles.
“My penis is cold. Warm it, Cary.”
I covered him with my body, cradling his head in my hands. “Love you, Boytoy.” I peppered his lips and cheeks with kisses. Ryan smiled, dopey and content.
“Love you, CareBear.”
CareBear?Fuck, no.He better not remember any of this tomorrow.
EPILOGUE
Six Weeks Later
Ryan
“Reid!Oh my God, today is the day! Tell me what I should wear.”
“Uh, khakis? And a nice shirt? You have tons of nice clothes.”
“Yeah, but what says ‘I’m a professional baker’?”
“Khakis?”
“You’re absolutely no help. I should have called Griffin,” I complained.
Through the phone line,I heard Reid’s husband, Riley, grumble in the background about how I should definitely have called Griffin instead of bothering them before the crack of dawn.
Reid shushed him. “Ignore him. Aren’t you wearing an apron over your clothes? I don’t see why it matters that much what you choose to wear under it.”
“Not the point, Reid. It matters. I have to nail this, so I don’t jinx my luck today.”
