Page 68 of Yours to Catch


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“Doesn’t hurt?”

“Nah, your hands on me could never be anything except pure ecstasy.” The throaty groan he emits confirms his confession.

I continue caressing him absently. He strains in my grip as if seeking more. Our legs brush when I scoot closer. It’s only then I remember we’re having this conversation stark naked. Strangely enough, though, I’m completely at ease. That’s my only excuse for the word vomit.

“I bet the ladies you shtup appreciate the enhancement to your pleasure wand.”

He laughs at the term I borrowed from Doris. “I’ve never had any complaints.”

I gulp at the sheer size of him in my grasp. “No wonder you have to swat the barflies off with a fake girlfriend rouse. They must hound you relentlessly.”

Garrett scratches his chin like this is a normal exchange. “My reputation is somewhat legendary. I’m actually surprised you didn’t hear any rumors around town.”

“Oh, I did. I just assumed they were full of shit.”

The low lighting plays off his irresistible smirk. “For once, they spoke the truth.”

“And I didn’t listen.” I lightly scrape my nails along a vein on the underside of his cock.

He pumps into my hand. “You’re under the influence now.”

I admire his dick as if a flying unicorn just landed in a field to graze on rainbow clover inches from my face. “Is this a Prince Albert? Or what’s it called?”

“Fuck, you’re too cute,” he chuckles. “This is an apadravya.”

“That’s a mouthful.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”

His fingers drift idly along my sides while I leisurely stroke him. “The topic never came up.”

“It’s hard to believe you wouldn’t find an excuse to mention your bedazzled dick.”

“I honestly didn’t think about it. This is just a regular part of me.”

“There’s nothing regular about this.” I tap the barbell.

“Are you impressed?”

My head bobs in earnest. “Never have I ever seen a pierced penis, not to mention felt one inside of me.”

“Better not,” he growls. “Mine is the only one for you.”

For tonight, I silently remind myself.

Rather than let that storm cloud sour the mood, I find myself bending forward to lick him like a lollipop. The impulse is a natural response beyond my control. His blinged tip is practically leaking, begging to be sucked. A hand on my shoulder halts my blowjob attempt.

“Save that generous act for later.”

I pout. “Just a quick sample? You’re like a mythical creature. I need to confirm you’re not a figment of my filthy imagination.”

“All right, as you were.”

I don’t hesitate to latch my lips around him. A moan tumbles from me as his salty flavor bathes my tongue. The metal adornment is cool compared to his steely flesh. He fists my hair, wrenching hard enough to sting.

“Fuuuuuuck, soulmate. You gotta stop.”

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