Sin licked his lips. “Oh, Cecil, I am perfectly sane. And cock is not a swear word. Just look at you, chest flushed, nipples hardened into peaks.” Sin ran his finger around one and Cecil had to bite his lip in order to hold back his moan. “So responsive and I have barely even touched you.”
“Cock issoa swear word! And, oh, my Gods, would you shut up! How can you spew that shit?!”
“Why? You are flushing so prettily, your thick scent of arousal has started to fill the room, thickening with my every word. It is quite heady,” Sin purred and nipped at Cecil’s chin before moving down to place a kiss on the speeding pulse in his neck. “Will you cry out when my mouth wraps around your cock, I wonder?”
Sin’s mouth latched onto that spot and sucked. Cecil’s body started to tingle, a large shudder running through him.
He was going to melt. Cecil was going to turn into a puddle because surely his body couldn’t handle this much embarrassment or arousal.
Sin stopped, but Cecil could feel him grinning against his neck. The asshole was making fun of him. Whatever irritation he felt flew away when the vampire slid a hand down to pluck at Cecil’s right nipple. The rest of the man followed, and soon, Sin’s tongue was circling around the bud.
Cecil had never felt anything like it, and he wanted more. Gasping, he pressed up, demanding Sin give it to him—the man obliged.
Sin’s mouth was so hot. When the evil man took that heat away, exposing him to the air, Cecil couldn’t help but whimper. To his embarrassment, he proved Sin’s earlier words right. The sensation had caused him to moan and arch.
The smirk his response had put on Sin’s face was so smug that Cecil would have smacked the man if he hadn’t gotten distracted by one of Sin’s hands pulling at the opening of his pants.
Cecil’s sigh of relief was audible when the button popped open and his zipper came down, releasing his bulging cock.
Scooting down, Sin placed a kiss on the flushed tip of Cecil’s prick.
“Tell me what you want, Cecil.”
“What…?” Cecil asked breathlessly.
“What do you want? What do you desire? Tell me everything.”
“I…”
“Do you want me to run my tongue along you? Suckle you? Take you into my mouth? Send you writhing on my bed?”
His cock squirted a drop of pre-cum. “W-who are you?” Cecil squawked.
Sin laughed and rubbed his face against Cecil’s length. “Tell me, Cecil.”
Letting out a whimper, Cecil gave in. “Suck.”
And suck Sin did. Sin swallowed Cecil to the root, causing him to cry out. The heat that surrounded him was nothing Cecil had ever felt before.
Moaning, he gripped the sheets beneath him, struggling to hold on to his sanity.
Under Sin’s skillful mouth, Cecil found his release quickly. With a shout, he came down Sin’s throat.
Roth’s jaw popped when he yawned. If only he had not forgotten to do his damn paperwork, he’d still be nestled in bed. Stepping into the kitchen, he was shocked to find Sin sitting at the island, drinking from a mug. From the smell, he would say it was coffee.
“Any more of that?” Roth asked.
Sin nodded toward the coffee maker. Walking over to the cabinets, he pulled out a mug and filled it up before sitting across from Sin.
His Boss’ eyes were lowered and he was frowning. Sin did not look like a man who had just found satisfaction with a beauty such as Cecil.
“So, what are ye doin’ here? Should you nae be baskin’ in the afterglow?”
“I…” Sin stopped and shook his head. “Roth, I am not sure how to proceed.”
“Proceed with what?”
“I have come to several realizations, my friend. I was never fully invested in my previous relationships. I went into them with mild interest, and they ended with my indifference. That was wrong of me.”
