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My throat convulsed around him and tears leaked from the corners of my eyes as I frantically fought against my gag reflex, silently begging my body to relax and take him down.
Just as I thought I was going to lose the battle, Cookie screamed, his balls jerking in my hand as his cock twitched between my lips and he pulled back slightly, filling my mouth with his release.
I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, not wanting to lose even a drop of his cum. It was mine. I’d earned it and I was going to take all of it.
“Holy fuck,” Seamus whispered, lowering himself to his knees in front of me and holding my face in his hands. “Holy fuck.”
“High praise,” I teased, running my tongue over my swollen lower lip as I met his gaze.
“I suppose that’s one way to ask if you can top,” he said, chuckling as he rested his forehead against mine.
“That didn’t even factor into it,” I insisted.
“I know,” he assured me, still smiling. “But now I want you to even more than I already did. Get up on the bed.”
We stood and climbed onto the mattress, laying next to each other on our sides, fingers grazing over each other as we just stared in silence for a minute.
After all these years of wanting him, it was almost impossible to believe we were really here. That Seamus O’Malley was laying next to me in my bed, naked and spent and actually wanting me inside of him.
“What are you thinking about?” he whispered.
“All those years we wasted,” I admitted. “The time we could have had together.”
“Don’t do that,” he said, reaching up to run a finger over my cheek. “They weren’t wasted. We just weren’t ready.”
“And now we are?” I asked.
“Now we are,” he assured me.
I leaned forward and kissed him again, my tongue parting his lips to slide against his. The taste of his release had already receded, and I mourned its loss until the flavor of his mouth replaced it.
“Right now,” he growled, as if he needed to remind me what we were on the edge of.
“How do you want to do this?” I asked him, unable to tear my gaze from his handsome face.
“Well, I can’t hold myself up on my arm,” he reminded me. “So use your imagination.”
I reached over him and retrieved the first aid kit from the nightstand where I’d dropped it earlier. I retrieved a packet of lube, and tore it open with my teeth.
“You keep lube in your first aid kit?” he teased, shaking his head.
“It’s an emergency kit,” I corrected him as I squeezed the contents into my hand. “Are you complaining right now?”
“Nope.”
“Good.” I shifted to kneel between his thighs and gently coated my cock with the cool gel, afraid that if I gripped myself too tightly, I’d embarrass myself by coming all over him.
“You look incredibly good between my legs, Pony,” he whispered, his voice hoarse as he raked his gaze over me. “Do you know why I named you Pony?”
To be honest, I hadn’t been aware that he had. As far as I knew, only Raptor and Zane had been allowed to pick their own code names. And Zane never even used his. The rest of us had been issued names when we joined up with the Phoenix Squad. I’d always assumed one of the commanders had chosen Pony for me.
“Why?” I asked, spreading his thighs a little wider with the heels of my palms.
“Because from the first time I ever saw you, I wanted to ride you,” he admitted. “And then you opened that fucking mouth of yours and that kind of went away.”
“Fuck off,” I said, chuckling softly. “You weren’t complaining about my mouth ten seconds ago.”
“Baby,” he said, sitting up and placing a firm kiss against my lips. “I will never complain about your mouth again.”
