“Fuck,” came my choked out reply the second his hand wrapped around my slicked cock.
“Oh, you did come.” He stroked down from the tip to the base, coating me entirely in my own fluids.
I had half a mind to apologize and try to explain away with a ‘this never happens’kind of bullshit that would probably do nothing but make me look more guilty. Even if he did believe me, where was the fun in all of this ending so goddamn soon?
My only solace was the fact that I was now currently sitting in his lap and his very obvious arousal was poking at me.
His hand tented my shorts, lazily moving up and down my softening shaft a few more times. “You know, Blake, if I knew you were that sensitive, I would’ve had you suck me off first.”
I dropped my head back onto his shoulder, my legs spreading further. It felt so fucking good to have his hands on me like this. “Okay, then why don’t you?”
“I should. Give that mouth something to do other than backtalk me all the time.”
“You start half of this shit, might I remind you.”
“Hm, I can’t seem to recall. My memory is rather fuzzy.” His teeth found my earlobe. “Maybe you should remind me.”
Such a shameless bastard.
He drew his hand out and wiped it on my covered thigh, bucking his hips up against my ass to get me off of his lap and stand while he pulled himself up onto his feet. He made quick work of my zip-up and t-shirt, gesturing with a head nod to toe off my shoes and leave them by the side of the couch before he grabbed my wrist and tugged me toward the bedroom.
I had no time to look around at what he’d done with the place before I was tossed onto the bed like a ragdoll—a rather impressive thing to do considering I wasn’t at all light like one. As I bounced on the mattress, he stripped off his own t-shirt and shoes and dropped his sweats to the floor.
CHAPTER 12
Blake
He hadno underwear on underneath, leaving me to get a nice long view at what he had packing under those layers of fabric.
Marlow had the kind of body that most gym rats prayed for. Cut abs that had a soft dusting of hair trailing down his stomach and a small patch right between his pecs. His shoulders were wide and dense with muscle, making his form look strong and imposing, even in the bedroom’s poor lighting.
His thighs were the kind weight lifters had—large and bulky and were capable of taking him up mountains with barely any kind of effort.
Between his thighs, his cock hung low, half hard and jutting out at an already impressive size. It twitched once as I stared at it, my own doing the same in response.
“Like what you see?” he teased, though I could tell he was preening under my enraptured attention.
“Thought you were going to keep me from talking?” The compliments on his body were on the tip of my tongue, butwouldn’t be so easily won. He’d need to work for them if he wanted them that badly.
He smirked and strode forward, his cock bouncing proudly. “I did promise that, didn’t I?”
Pushing myself to sit up fully, I swallowed back the nervousness that had my guts suddenly twisting up. I’d had plenty of cocks in my mouth before, and everywhere else, so why I was suddenly taking on the blushing bride attributes was beyond me.
It wasn’t like I didn’t know how to handle a man of Marlow’s size.
He took the initiative for me, reaching over and grabbing the back of my hair again to guide me forward until my lips were practically kissing his dick. I parted them automatically, letting him feed himself into my mouth.
The musky taste of him had me moaning once more. I missed the heady taste of a man like this. Having been too wrapped up in my programs and this business, I had little time to let myself unwind and enjoy the pleasures of someone else. It’d been a while since the last time I got laid. Too long, in fact.
Marlow let out a shaky breath, his hips rolling slightly to rock himself farther inside my mouth.
I watched his face twist while his attention was focused on where his cock was disappearing past my lips, the flesh growing wet from my tongue lapping at the underside of him with each thrust.
“My bad,” he murmured. “For accusing you of being a virgin.”
I almost smirked.
He better be.
