“Why didn’t anyone tell me?” she demanded when she could speak again. “Why didn’t anyone tell me it could be like that?”
“Would you have listened?”
“Probably not,” she conceded after a long moment of consideration.
The towel was still damp, her hair too, and a sheen of sweat highlighted her smooth skin. Nolan didn’t want her to get cold, so he scooped her into his arms and headed up the stairs.
“I need another shower,” she mumbled.
“I like you this way. Hair mussed, face flushed, smelling of sex.”
“We didn’t have sex yet.”
“I’m still counting oral,” he said firmly.
“Maybe we could?—”
“I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but no. We’re not rushing things.”
“When I was watching your video—I mean monitoring for your video…” A Freudian slip? “I saw some of the others on those sites. Most of them were gross.” She shuddered. “But I’m pretty adventurous when it comes to trying new things to eat. Just saying.”
Nolan’s cock was already aching, and that didn’t help.
“I’m not sure it’s a good idea, not tonight.”
“Come on, it can’t be that hard.”
“It definitely is. Really fucking hard.”
“Look, I ate a tarantula in Cambodia, hakarl in Iceland—which was absolutely disgusting, by the way—grasshoppers in Uganda, and Rocky Mountain oysters. The locals in Morocco tried to get me to eat a sheep’s brain, but I’d just attended a seminar on the use of prions as bioweapons, so I passed on that.”
“Babe, you’re not exactly selling this.”
She crinkled her nose. “How about if I just promise not to bite?”
They reached the top of the stairs. The smart move would have been to help Alexa into a pair of pyjamas, settle her under the quilt, and bring her a few snacks before she fell asleep. But Nolan had proven time and time again that he wasn’t all that smart. Case in point: he’d accidentally made a porn video.
“Deal.”
In the bedroom, he freed his erection and sat on the edge of the bed, holding his breath as Alexa sank to her knees before him.
“That’s bigger than before.”
“Yup.”
“Looks uncomfortable.”
“Yup.”
“Evolution is a bitch.”
She gave the tip a delicate lick, and Nolan realised he had a bigger problem than discomfort. He was going to last about ten seconds with Alexa’s mouth on him, and if she’d been getting her sex-ed from porn videos, she’d know that wasn’t normal. He leaned back on his hands, his heart racing, focusing on a mark on the ceiling that he should clean when he got the time.
Hot damn.
Alexa went to work, using her hands as well as her mouth, making breathy little moans that tested the limits of his self-control. He managed to hold out for almost five minutes before his balls tightened irreversibly.
“I’m gonna come,” he choked out, but instead of backing off, she took him into her throat and gagged as his cock pulsed.
