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Liam seems to roll his eyes despite the fact I’d swear they never left my length. “You walk out of the bathroom without a shirt all the time, so it’s kind of hard not to notice. And your cock is…” He licks his lips as his finger draws a path from root to tip. “Well, it matches the rest of you.” It gives another little jerk under Liam’s praise, which brings a smile to his lips. “You like hearing that?” He continues to stroke me with his fingertips.

“Maybe.” I try to breathe evenly, as if sudden movement could cause me to deflate at any second. I don’t know if that’s a thing, but it seems safer not to test it.

“You like what I’m doing to you?” He lifts his eyes to meet mine, and while I’m not exactly an expert here, I sense something like lust watching me from under his thick lashes. It makes my stomach do a little flip.

“Yeah.” I exhale slowly.

“It’s not too much?”

“No. I thought it’d be different though.”

“Different how?” Liam’s hand drifts to my sac, and he gives my right nut a gentle tug, sending my eyes to the back of my skull. He chuckles softly and does it again.

“I thought it’d be more like what I just did to you.”

“Well, I was angry and needed it hard. You’re curious, so I’m taking it slow.”

“Sorta seems like you’re the curious one,” I bite back a moan as his finger slides over my slit, spreading the precum there around my whole tip.

“Just trying to figure out what you like. Plus, I happen to like looking at dicks. I can stop if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“Not uncomfortable, just...” I rock my hips back and forth, feeling suddenly restless.

I really do like what Liam’s doing. It’s softer, slower than I’ve ever touched myself, and it creates an entirely different sensation than the firmer way I usually bring myself to release.

Sensual. That’s the word. Like I’m excited but also content at the same time. It’s peaceful in a way. The slight, almost affectionate touches lulling me into this erotic headspace. I feel like I could linger here indefinitely, with Liam petting my cock like he’s grateful it woke up for him. Yet at the same time, I feel somewhat tense. Edgy. Like there’s an energy inside me that needs to escape, and even though I want Liam to keep doing what he’s doing, I want… I need…

“You need more?” Liam seems to read my mind.

“Yes.” My chest drops with a relieved exhale.

Liam licks his lips and leans forward, and I suck the breath I just let out right back in. “What are you doing?”

“Returning the favor.” He looks up at me with a confused frown.

“But…I used my hand,” I stutter.

Liam holds up his casted arm, and with a coy smile wiggles his fingers.

“You’ve got another one.” I point to his right hand.

“You don’t want my mouth?”

“I…” My words turn into a prolonged groan as Liam swirls his tongue around my tip, and pleasure explodes throughout my body. Holy crap. That was the most incredible thing I’ve felt in my life.

“Well?” He smirks.

“I uh… That’s… Yeah.” I bob my head up and down since my brain can’t seem to remember more than a few words.

“Tell me to stop if you don’t like it,” Liam says, placing a tiny chaste kiss on my tip, then taking the whole crown in his mouth and sending my eyes on another trip to the back of my skull.

Oh my god. No wonder people talk about blow jobs like they’re the key to paradise. This is amazing.

My body seems to float off the chair and sink deeper into it as Liam suckles my tip, occasionally taking me to the back of his throat and letting go with a pop to swirl his tongue around the head before diving in again, and I swear I could cry with how good it feels.

This is what I’ve been missing? Why did my body never crave this before?

“Doing okay?” Liam pauses to look at me with such concern I briefly wonder if something’s gone wrong.

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