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Oh, hell no. If I’d come this far, I wasn’t about to sit back and watch Wes get himself off. As hot as that might be, we’d done that before and it hadn’t come close to satisfying my desires. This time, if we were going to cross the line, I planned to make it worthwhile.
I dove down on his cock so fast I gagged and choked.
“Whoa, easy,” Wes murmured as I retreated to clear my throat and gasp for air. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I took the tip of his cock back into my mouth, moving a little more slowly. Wes put one big hand on my head, not pushing me down, but guiding me where he wanted me. Showing me he wanted this as much as I did.
“There you go. You got this,” he murmured. “You’re made to suck my cock.”
My thoughts scattered as his thick length invaded my mouth, rubbed against my tongue, then nudged at my throat. Wes let me take my time and feel him out, urging me along with dirty praise.
“That’s good, Beck. You’re a total cockslut for me, huh? You like that dick in your mouth, don’t you? Aw yeah, I’m gonna bust so fucking hard for you.”
I shuddered and reached down, unable to ignore my own arousal any longer. I groaned, the sound muffled by my full mouth, and fumbled to unfasten my pants.
“Yeah, Beck, yeah. Take out your cock. I wanna watch you jerk it. Want you to come with my spunk all over your face.”
I made a desperate sound that was a little embarrassing as I got my hand around my shaft, stroking it and sucking him harder, wanting to give him everything he wanted. He cursed, then suddenly shoved my head back, pulling his cock from my mouth.
I parted my lips, ready to protest, when the first shot of cum sprayed my chin. I closed my eyes just as the second blast hit my forehead and dripped down the bridge of my nose.
“Fuck, yeah,” Wes uttered. “Now you’re my cumslut.”
Just like that, I was gone. My cock pulsed in my hand, and I shot my cum onto our kitchen floor.
It was so dirty.
But so good.
I glanced up, catching sight of Wes’s smiling, satisfied, smug lips. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I thought of the dirty things he’d said. But when I faltered, his expression shifted to something soft and sweet.
“Come here.” He reached for my arm and tugged me to my feet. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
I couldn’t find the words, my throat too tight to speak. As my orgasm ebbed, all I could think about was what we’d done. What we’d been fighting so hard not to do. All that resistance gone in the heat of the moment.
Wes kissed me gently. “Everything is going to be okay.”
“Is it?” I asked, my voice shaking.
“Yes,” he said, with all the confidence I lacked but needed to hear. “Let’s clean up. Then we’ll figure out where to go from here. Because this whole thing where we pretend we don’t want each other? That bullshit is over.”
I blinked, a little startled by his firm tone.
“But…”
He kissed the protest from my lips, and I sighed, sinking into him. He didn’t seem to care that my lips were dotted with cum or that my mouth probably tasted like his dick. He swept his tongue in possessively, acting as if he owned me.
And that’s when I realized…he did.
He broke the kiss, eyes searching mine.
“No one else has to know,” he said softly, a sharp contrast to the way he’d just taken my mouth. “As long as we’re honest with each other, we’ll be okay.”
“Okay,” I said, relieved. I was so, so tired of wrestling down my feelings. So tired of longing for something I couldn’t have. “But the divorce…”
“I know we have to do that,” he said, his arms tightening around me. “I can deal with that as long as I have you. But on one condition.”
“What is that?”
