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Relief surges through me and I exhale. “Oh. Okay, what then?”
Despite the relief of not being seen, I can’t help but simmer in the disappointment of not getting to kiss him again.
“I want to give you something,” he says, voice breathy and fucking sexy as hell. “Something I think you’ll like better than Violet’s pie.”
“Consider me intrigued,” I growl.
He slides a hand down my abs to my cock, boldly grabbing onto my thickness with his hand. I grunt out in surprise but sure as hell don’t move away from the delicious touch he offers.
“W-What are you doing?”
His grin is mischievous and I want to fucking taste it on his lips. I bet it’s decadent like chocolate cake. “I’m going to make you happy.”
I want to argue that nothing will ever make me truly happy, but the words die on my lips when he drops down to his knees. I stare down at him through my mask, enraptured over seeing him kneel before me. Then he hooks his fingers into my sweats and drags them down my thighs. My cock is hard and jutting through my black boxers, looking obscene and desperately needy. No hiding my feelings toward him now.
He sticks his tongue out, shoots me a wicked smirk, and then runs it along the underside of my cock over my underwear. A feral growl rips out of my chest and my fingers grasp onto his soft hair.
“Tate,” I snarl, unable to say anything else. “Tate.”
“I know,” he whispers. “I’m going to make this so good for you.”
He pulls down my boxers, dragging them down to where my pants sit just above my knees. My cock bounces out eagerly, flinging pre-cum out. Fucking embarrassing. But Tate doesn’t seem to be turned off by my eagerness. In fact, he licks his lips hungrily like he’s been waiting forever for a taste.
I try to think back to high school when Serra would do this, but my mind is blank. This feels like unknown territory—like being rocketed into the blissful abyss. I sear him with a hot stare, aching to feel his tongue on me.
I know this is a bad idea.
He’ll want more and I’m not sure I can ever offer it.
Still, I allow myself this moment.
Just this one.
That’s what you thought last night, too, dumbass, yet here we are.
His hand wraps around my cock and then he flicks his tongue over my slit, going straight for the salty seed he’s created just by being him. He rumbles out a moan of pleasure before wrapping his juicy lips around the head.
Fuck.
Stars dance around me and I have to release his head with one hand to grab onto the countertop for support. I’m going to pass out from pleasure and he’s barely touched me.
His tongue starts to tease the flesh of my sensitive dick while he begins bobbing up and down along my length. Since my cock is massive compared to his relatively small mouth, he doesn’t get far. But his slobber makes for good lube and he uses it resourcefully to stroke the base of my dick. I grunt and groan, unable to keep from slowly thrusting toward him.
“Mmm,” he moans around me.
My eyes roll back with pure ecstasy. I’ve never felt so goddamn good in my entire life. I don’t think I can take any more pleasure. Of course, because he’s fucking perfect, he inflicts more on me. His other hand gently cups my balls as he sucks my dick.
“Tate,” I rasp out. “Fuck, this is going to be embarrassingly short.”
He pulls off to grin up at me. “That’s a compliment to the chef.”
Then he’s back to work, sucking and licking and fucking teeth grazing. I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to die from bliss.
“This is,” I choke out. “Goddamn, you’re so good. Such a good fucking boy.”
He smiles around my cock, intensifying his efforts. It only takes a few seconds before my nuts are tightening up.
“I’m coming,” I warn him. “You need to—”
