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“You never told me about your guy,” Blair protests as I start walking away.
I turn my head back. “Don’t be such a creep and maybe I’ll tell you things.”
She rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at me.
I let out a soft chuckle and make a break for it, leaving Blair behind at the party and heading upstairs to my room.
When I get there, I find Drew hovering awkwardly in the hall outside the door to his and Sully’s room, looking completely out of character in dress pants and button-down shirt, and with his hair styled neatly for a change.
“You okay, man?”
His head snaps up, eyes wide in obvious surprise to find me standing there. “Yep. Good. All good. Nothing weird happening at all.”
My brows draw together in concern. Drew isnota rambler. “You sure?” I step a little closer and lower my voice. “You know, if you’re not super comfortable sleeping in there with my brother you can crash in my room. You can just say you had a fight or something. Or sneak back in before anyone gets up tomorrow.” It’ll put a bit of a kink in my sexting plans, but I guess I can sacrifice an orgasm to help out my buddy.
He gives a sharp shake of his head. “Nope, I’m good. All good.” Then he draws in a deep breath and opens the door to his room, slipping inside.
I shake my head in bafflement but decide to let it go. If he says he’s okay, he’s okay.
I step inside my own room and retrieve my phone from my pocket.
Me:Party’s finally over. Time for bed
Tanner Grimsay:I hope “bed” doesn’t mean “sleep”
Me:Definitely not??
CHAPTER18
TANNER
The moment Deacon enters my penthouse on Sunday night, he’s on me, tugging my sweater over my head and roughly shoving me into the hallway wall before unfastening my jeans and shoving them down. My cock quickly grows hard in his hands and I let out a harsh gasp, my head falling back against the wall.
“What—what happened to just hanging out?” I somehow manage to ask.
“It’s been three days since I’ve had your ass and I need to be in you,” he says simply, before dropping to his knees and wrapping his lips around my dick.
Fucking hell. This definitely wasn’t what I was expecting after Deacon made such a point about this not just being about sex. It was something we stuck to over the weekend—for all the sexting we did, there were a bunch more random texts with little stories about Deacon’s family that I found very amusing—and I suppose I assumed the same would apply for tonight.
But I’m not complaining about this turn of events, that’s for sure. If Deacon wants to barge into my place and start sucking on my dick, I’m never going to turn that down.
I thread my hands through his hair and gently rock my hips, marveling at the way Deacon groans with eagerness as he takes me deeper into his mouth, as though my cock’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. And, fuck, it feels incredible. I swear, if they gave Olympic medals for blow jobs, this guy would be on top of the podium.
“Fuck, Deacon…Jesus.” The words fall from my lips in a strangled groan. If he keeps going like this, I’m going to shoot down his throat. I can already feel the orgasm approaching.
Perhaps sensing it as well, Deacon drags his lips away from my dick and gets to his feet.
I can’t help letting out a whimper of frustration at the loss of his mouth.
“Bedroom,” he says in a stern voice. “On the bed. On all fours.”
I just stare at him blankly for a moment, feeling a little dazed.
“Now, Tanner,” he growls.
Damn, he’s got his bossy pants on tonight. I like it.
Snapping out of my stupor, I quickly tug my jeans off the rest of the way and make my way to the bedroom, Deacon following after me. I can hear clothes falling to the floor behind me and, sure enough, when I get to my bedroom and glance behind me, I see Deacon is now completely naked. My eyes rake over his tan, muscular body, fixating on his thick, hard cock. A shiver of anticipation runs through me, and I feel my hole throbbing with the need to be filled.
