Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
As if anything could distract me from Jesse’s tongue.
He was torturing me, he knew it, and he loved it, reaching up to gently cup my balls as he popped the tip of my cock between his lips.
The sound of the door handle finally stopped. I heard the maintenance guy whistling outside a moment later, along with his footsteps and the light jangle of keys with each step. He was clearly pacing the short hall outside.
Jesse pulled off of me, looking up as he fisted my cock, slicking his hand with his own spit.
“Why’d you barely text me all week?” he asked in a low tone as he stroked me.
“Shh,” I whispered back at him, jerking my head toward the door.
“He can’t hear,” Jesse murmured. I had no clue if that was even true. “Why didn’t you text me more? Or come to dinner?”
That’s what you’re fucking asking me about right now?
I breathed deep. I was already hot all over but now my cheeks flared with heat, too. Jesse gripped my cock with his fist as he gave me a questioning look, and it felt so good I had to concentrate on staying mad at him.
“I don’t know,” I said.
“Thought maybe I should leave you alone.”
“No. God, please, don’t leave me alone,” I said too fast. I swallowed hard. “It’s just—you took care of everything that night. Wasn’t going to bug you any more. I made a fool of myself on my meds—”
“I like you when you're a fool.” His eyes smoldered as he pumped my cock harder.
“Like I am right now?”
His smile appeared again. “Yes. And we’re not leaving this room until you come for me.”
My knees felt weak—literally fucking weak—hearing him give me that command. He dipped back onto my cock with his mouth, his tongue hot, taking me deep all over again just as I heard the sound of the other maintenance guy coming down the hall. I was torn between wanting to stop Jesse with every fiber of my being and thinking it would be insane to stop him now.
I was close.
I’d been close since the moment he dragged me into this goddamn room.
I sank my fingers into Jesse’s soft, damp hair, cradling the back of his head as he sucked. I tried to push away the thought of anyone outside. I gave Jesse a heated look, but he was deep-throating me again, keeping a fast rhythm, and my hips involuntarily bucked into his mouth.
I fucked into his mouth, pressure building up inside me like water behind a dam, and I knew I was on the brink of losing control. The sound of the two guys came from down the hall, having a conversation a little further down.
“Going to come,” I whispered as I felt Jesse’s tongue swirl around my tip before he plunged lower again, pushing me past the point of no return. I watched his lips, slick and ruddy, sink down around me, and he looked up to meet my eyes, commanding me just with a look: come for me.
I moaned openly as I felt myself starting to lose control. Maybe the guys out in the hall were going to hear me and maybe they weren’t, but I was past the point of caring. The outside world couldn’t compete with Jesse’s hot mouth. I’d wanted to come for him since the night we’d met, and I wasn’t going to hold back now.
Every cell in my body needed this. Needed him. Pleasure started to unfurl in me, slowly at first and then all at once. I braced my back against the wall and gripped Jesse’s hair.
“H—holy fuck—”
My breath was a shaky whisper. Jesse’s free hand came down hard on my hip, gripping me there as I came on his tongue and he swallowed around me, taking it all.
The world slowed to a crawl for a moment as I came back to reality. Even the wall behind me didn’t feel cold anymore, heated by my body pressed up against it. I was breathing heavily. My heart was still slamming in my chest, beating like a drum inside me.
I’d wanted to come fast and get it out of my system but now, when I looked down at Jesse, something even worse hit me like a crashing wave.
God, I really like you.
I thought it silently, though in my own head I may as well have been shouting.
And I can’t like you. I can't do anything with you and yet… here I am.
He was up off his knees a moment later. He wiped at his slick mouth with the back of his hand. I wanted to say so many things to him, but every time I tried to speak, a fresh wave of disorienting shock washed over me.
I just face-fucked Kane’s brother.
He still didn’t seem to have any fear of the guys coming in—he took his time, leaned in and gave me a tiny kiss on my forehead before helping me zip my pants back up.