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I know this, of course, but it’s nice to be reminded. I’ve spent many hours listening to audiobooks on the subject, but on the spot, when I’m asked to read something and I know I won’t be able to, it’s isolating. I feel stupid and embarrassed. That’s why not many people in my life know about it. And Nate only found out because I told him.
Mylo, on the other hand, spotted it right away, and saved me from having to disappoint my mother. Walking him backward, I nudge him down to a seated position on the edge of my bed. His mouth falls open when I drop to my knees.
“Samantha, you do not have to,” he says with a ragged sigh.
“I want to,” I reassure him, reaching for the waist of his pants. He lifts his hips as I tug on his pants and boxer briefs, pulling them down to his ankles. I free one of his feet and spread his thighs, so I can settle in between them.
He’s naked from the waist down, looking inhumanly large on my tiny bed. Then I remember, he’s not human, and that’s how I prefer him.
“Unmask for me,” I say, wrapping my hand around his cock. It fills my hand to the point that my fingers don’t touch. I can’t believe this man is all mine.
The moment the thought settles in my mind, I picture Charlie’s face, and remember that, no, he’s not all mine. And it’s not Charlie I’m jealous of, specifically. It’s what she represents: all the beautiful women who enter Mylo’s life, and are, I’m sure, completely smitten with him. Who wouldn’t be? He’s a hot nerd who gives more than he takes, and he has the body every male Avenger aspires to.
We never agreed to be exclusive. In fact, I was the one who said “never again” the last time we hooked up. Yet, here I am, about to gobble his cock like it’s an ice cream cone. Clearly, I can’t keep myself away. Maybe I should stop trying.
My eyes widen when his shaft turns a darker shade of blue than the rest of him, and I gasp when his ridges emerge, tickling the inside of my palm. “Sorry, still not totally used to that,” I say with a chuckle as I re-tighten my grip. He’s hard and hot and swollen in my hand, and my throat dries up like the Sahara.
He props himself up on his elbows and shoots me an amused grin. “Take your time.”
Saliva fills my mouth as I slowly stroke down the length of him and back up. “Nah,” I mutter before taking him deep into my throat. I gag slightly about halfway down, and silently curse that I can’t take more of him. This isn’t the first time I’ve given him head––I slobbered all over this snake the first night we were together––so his size isn’t what shocks me; it’s more the way the ridges fill my cheeks. But I do my best to hollow them as I suck.
Mylo’s long, thick fingers lace into my hair, holding my head in place. His hold isn’t painful, but forceful. Just the way I like it. “Yes, Samantha,” he groans, and the throaty way he says my full name has the walls of my pussy contracting.
I release him in order to focus my tongue on the bulbous head of his cock, swirling around it and licking the drop of precome that pools at the tip. It’s hot as it slides down my throat, and I moan at the spicy, salty taste of him.
“You like my come, don’t you?” Mylo says, his voice husky and arrogant as I take him deep once again. “You want me to fuck that pretty mouth?”
“Mmm,” I mutter, my mouth completely filled. I love when he talks to me like this. It’s the opposite of the controlled, polite bookworm he is with everyone else. When we’re together like this, he’s a crass, wild animal.
His grip tightens in my hair, and I hold still as he thrusts into my mouth. I hold onto him, my fingernails digging into his tight, bare ass as he fucks my face, my eyes watering as I gag on the sheer size of him.
He lets out a breathy hiss as his hips buck, faster and harder, until the thrusts take on an erratic edge. “Fuck.Your mouth is so fucking hot.”
Moments later, his grip loosens as he chases his release; a never-ending stream of hot come spurts into my mouth and down my throat. I swallow all I can, loving it and thirsty for more, but it’s too much. His come dribbles past my lips and down my chin until he’s fully sated. Instinct tells me to wipe it off, but I end up leaving it, if only to see his reaction when he notices it. Once his breaths even out, he sits up and his gaze lands on my chin.
His gray eyes swirl with heat as he takes his thumb and gathers the seed from my mouth and chin and pushes that thumb between my lips. “I like seeing my mark on you.”
I swallow the rest and lightly nip on the pad of his thumb.
“My draxilio likes it even more.”
“Oh yeah? I didn’t realize I was making your dragon happy too,” I tell him, preening a bit at his praise. “But honestly, it wasn’t a chore. I love sucking you off.”
His big hand wraps around the back of my neck and pulls me to him in a hungry, bruising kiss. I’m breathless when he pulls away, and when his lips brush lightly against the tip of my nose, I melt.
Eventually, we separate and I check my phone as Mylo gets dressed, going from one app to the next and scrolling mindlessly. When I get to Instagram, little red hearts and conversation bubbles fill the top of the screen, and I’m briefly confused until I check the photo of Mylo I posted a few hours ago. “Holy shit,” I mutter as I scroll through the responses.
My account has a decent following, but none of my photos have ever gone viral. Mylo has changed that.
“What is it?” he asks, coming to look over my shoulder. Hot breath fans my neck as I show him the post. “All this for a photo of…me?”
“Yeah, you sexy dweeb,” I tell him. He can’t possibly be surprised by his own beauty, can he? “I mentioned the library and the fundraiser in the comments, but you need to capitalize on this.”
“What do you suggest?”
“Well, the library doesn’t have an account. I checked before I posted this. So set one up immediately and make sure you’re the face of it.”
“Me? Really?”
