Rhett deepened the kiss, pinning me against the floor. His mouth slanted over mine, taking away the very breath leaving my lungs.
Sliding my hands down the length of his back, I tugged at his shirt, needing to feel his skin beneath my palms.
Getting the hint, he broke the kiss and leaned back on his heels. His eyes were dark, damn near black as they roamed down the length of me. He reached over his head and pulled off his top. When his torso was completely bare, I sat up and straddled his waist.
“We can’t go back from this,” I told him, my voice deep and husky.
“Who says I want to?” Rhett placed his palm in the middle of my chest and pushed me back onto the floor.
“You’re not worried what others will think? What Brady will think?” I asked, arching under him.
“I don’t care about any of that right now.”
“You don’t?” I reached up and brushed my fingers along the dark scruff on his strong jaw.
“Nope.” He lowered his mouth to my throat, licking and biting a path up to my ear. “Why? Do you think Brady would be jealous?”
I swallowed hard, my dick lengthening and pushing against the fly of my jeans.
“No.” In a rough move, I pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist. “I don’t think he would.” Lowering down the length of his body, I grabbed hold of the waist of his jeans. Sinking my teeth into his hip, I grinned as he muttered a curse. Popping the button open on his pants, my tongue tingled with the need to taste him. My mouth watered; my throat greedy to be filled by every inch of his cock.
When I had his jeans undone, I brushed my mouth along the soft skin of his lower stomach.
Rhett inched his fingers into the waist and helped me lower the offending fabric along with his boxers, down his legs. They hung off his ankle, leaving the rest of him naked.
My heart thundered in my ears at the glorious size of him but before I could dwell on the image of him laying there for my feasting eyes, he jumped to his feet.
I fell back on my ass at the quick movement, my eyes unable to leave the appendage hanging between his legs.
“See something you like?” Rhett chuckled, stepping between my bent knees.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Good.” He grabbed both sides of my head, lining his cock up with my mouth. “I want you to fucking choke on my dick, little boy. And when you cry because I promise that you will, only then will I fuck you. You understand me?”
My cock throbbed, desire unfurling in my stomach over his words. “Yes, I understand.”
“Good.” Rhett grinned. “Now open that slutty mouth.”
My body buzzed, having never been spoken to this way. I wasn’t sure how I would react but clearly, filthy words and being degraded, was my thing. Who knew?
Licking my lips, I opened my mouth at the same time Rhett thrust his hips forward. His cock bumped the back of my throat, making me jump. I gagged around him, the sound making him grin even wider.
“That’s it. Such a good little slut.” He slid his fingers into my hair, pulled at the strands, and began fucking my mouth.
I moaned around him, needing my hands on him but at the same time, craving that permission. Until he told me to, I kept my hands to myself and let him abuse my mouth.
“You...fuck, Shane. That feels so damn good.” Rhett groaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His hips sped up, the length of his cock dragging along my tongue. He didn’t let me have a chance to catch my breath and only took from me what he wanted. This was what I had been wanting all along. I realized it then as my lips burned from being pulled taut, spittle leaked from the corners of my mouth and dripped down my chin.
Rhett took a step back, bringing me along with him until I was back on my knees.
His eyes locked with mine, watching as he thrust harder and faster into my mouth. He moved his hands from my head, brushing his thumbs along my lips and hooking them into the corners. The movement pulled my mouth even wider, opening me even more to him.
“Does that little ass ache to be filled by my big cock, baby?”
I whimpered, breathing through my nose. I nodded as best I could, wishing I could beg for him to fill me in every way imaginable.
Rhett pulled his cock from my lips, shoving me to the ground and flipping me onto my stomach. He covered me completely with his heavy body, grinding his waist into the seat of my ass.“I’ll make you forget him,” he whispered in my ear, running his fingers through the hair at the back of my head before grabbing a handful and ripping my head back.
