“Fuck. I don't know if I’ll be able to get anything done with you walking around like that.”
He shrugs, semi-innocent. “Then my plan is working.”
“Oh, I'm Knox,” I say, imitating his lighter voice. “I’m so innocent and naive. Can you please help me, kind sir?”
He glowers at me, knitting his eyebrows together, looking a little bit like a wet kitten. “That's not nice.”
I pull his naked body to my naked body. “Do you really want me to be nice?”
He bites his lip and kisses the side of my cheek. “No.”
I push us to the bed. He’s sprawled out on his back with me on my side, sucking on his neck as I stroke his cock up and down.
“I'm going to come.” His voice is breathy and ready.
I pull my hand away, tugging on his balls, temporarily denying him the orgasm I’m dying to give him.
His mouth falls open. “You aresomean!”
I stroke myself, lewd about it. “You could suck me off. That's been known to make me nicer.”
“Fine. But be forewarned: I’ve done this maybe three times.”
Before I can protest and remind him that he doesn’t really need to—he sinks down on me. Within seconds, he’s gagging and choking on me. I pull him back by the nape of his neck and am again reminded of an angry kitten.
“Stop forcing yourself. If you can work up to going deeper, great, but there is literally no such thing as bad head. Just do what you're comfortable with, for fuck’s sake.”
He grins bashfully, then lowers his head. And I wasn't lying. His hot mouth on my cock is pretty much pleasure perfected, and it’s taking everything in me not to fucking use his mouth right now.
“Babe—Knox—I'm going to come.”
I don't know why I want to call him baby. That's way too personal, but it just keeps falling out of my mouth.
He pulls back with a pop, arching a brow at me. “Two can play that game,” he says, smirking at me.
I lower my voice to a growl. “You're going to suck that cock, and you’re gonna swallow every last drop of my cum.”
He nods, his eyes huge as he falls on my cock again, slobbering, sucking, stroking. He's a mess, but he finally finds a rhythm and sticks with it.
“Look me in my eyes,” I demand, and immediately his eyes fly open.
They’re a burnished amber, the beautiful brown color both clear and rich. I spent all of yesterday with him, and I don't think I realized how pretty his eyes are.
His smirking innocence is enough to make my balls detonate. I come hard and dizzy, loving how proud he looks. Pushing in a little deeper, I choke him, just for a few seconds. His eyes never leave mine, and neither does the gleam in them.
“Good boy.”
He shudders at the words.
Wiping a bit of drool from his chin with my thumb, I check in. “You like that? You like it when I tell you what you're going to do?”
He nods quickly, still licking at the head of my cock.
“Is that why you wanted me to fuck you? Because you always knew you were a slutty little bottom?”
I know I’ve gotta be pushing his comfort zone, and I have to be careful. Still, all I get from him is another eager nod.Fuck.
He pauses and looks down, so I slide my finger under his chin, tilting it back up.
