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Flustered, he does. He scrambles into the house, allowing me to enjoy the view as I trail behind. I feel his eyes on me as I grab some lube from the side table drawer by the door.
Even as he’s getting to his knees on the ground, he’s looking at me bewilderedly. “You stashed lube in our living room?”
“I have bottles all over this house,” I answer, feeling a bit smug that he’s never found any of them. “I’ve been waiting for the right time to make my move.”
“And now is the right time?”
“You’re on your knees for me, aren’t you?” I ask, coming right up to him.
“Point made, punk.” His eyes move from my face to my cock. He almost looks shy about it.Too fucking precious.
“Don’t tell me you don’t remember how to do this,” I tease, caressing the side of his head. “I know it’s been years, but surely you recall how sucking cock works.”
He bristles. “How are you so sure it’s been years?”
“Oh I’m sure, baby. I’ve made sure of it. Who do you think has been running off your dates?”
His mouth “You little—”
“Don’t be mad at me coach,” I beg. “Later, you can pretend to be upset later. Right now you’re mine, aren’t you? That sweet mouth is mine, isn’t it?”
“Damn you,” he mumbles, darting his tongue out. The first contact nearly makes my eyes roll. “Damn you for making me want you.” His lips close around the rosy head of my cock and his cheeks hollow with a rough suck.
“Fuck, coach,” I groan, tipping my head back, basking in it. “Curse me all you want, just keep that hot mouth around me.”
“I can’t believe you’re pierced,” he whispers, lusty words leaving his lips with genuine surprise and appreciation.
“Double pierced,” I boast. “Just for you.”
Stirred by my words, Jonathan takes me deeper, folding his teeth behind his lips to protect me. He hums, mouth vibrating around my length as he gets into a rhythm. My balls tingle with warmth, pleasure throbbing all the way down my legs, radiating from my pelvis to my thighs.
The thirst for control kicks in, and my hand finds his jaw. Breathing deep, I lift his chin slightly. “Let me see those darling eyes, baby.”
He exhales through his nose and practically looks into my soul. So beautiful with a mouth full of dick and those long lashes brightening his eyes. I take an experimental move forward, forcing my cock deeper. He coughs, attempting not to gag on it, and I tsk.
Holding his face tighter in my fingers, I command his attention. “Open your throat.”
Brown eyes dark with arousal, he steadies himself and obeys, relaxing his throat. My stomach flexes as I push forward, slipping my cock into the space he’s created for me. My hips pump and pump, slowly fucking into his tight, warm mouth. Tears roll down his cheeks, and his throat constricts with a swallow.
“Fuck yes,” I moan, threading my fingers into his curls. A few more drives of my hips and his lips start to glimmer with spit. “You take it so good, coach. You like getting face fucked? Can you take it faster?”
His head bobs in an encouraging nod. Not only can he take it faster, he wants it faster. He wants it so bad.
“Good boy,” I praise. “Pinch my thigh if I steal too much air from you, baby.”
Chapter 3
Jonathan
Liam is fucking my throat.
I’m on my knees, in our house, with my stepson’s cock lodged in my throat. My former best friend's son, and my fucking player has me on my knees for him. Dick aching in my pants, I’m doing nothing to stop it. I don’twantit to stop.
Salvia rolls down my chin, and more water pricks in my eyes, but I relish it. Relish the way my throat struggles to accept him, the way air burns in my lungs with each breath, and the way his fingers tug at my hair. My mouth is lavished with a feverish pleasure, just feeling the bottom of his thick shaft massaging my tongue. Lips swollen and jaw aching, I keep taking everything he gives.
It all halts as he pulls back, removing his soaking cock from my mouth. Strings of precum and spit connect us until they break. “I’m not ready to come yet,” he tells me, stroking the hair that he once held tightly in his grip. “I want to suck you first, and I want my fingers in you. How’s that sound, baby? Good?”
Overwhelmed by his blunt words, my head bounces in confirmation. “Uh, yeah, g-good.”
