“Baby?”
I froze, the tips of my fingers fluttering against his hot length as I squeezed my eyes closed and tried to make all the bad feelings go away. It wasn’tmything I was touching. Tyson’s was so much bigger, and it was darker, and… and the top flared wide over the thick shaft, different than mine.
Iknewit wasn’t mine.
I wouldn’t get in trouble for touching it.
Tysonwantedme to touch it.
I sucked in a breath, then another one, squeezing my eyes closed as I tried to force my hand to wrap around him like he’d said.
My stomach cramped again, even harder this time.
Tyson gave my hair a sharp tug and my eyes flew open, darting up to meet his as I started to shake all over. “I… I can do better,” I promised, because letting him down would be worse than anything. “I just… can I… just give me a second.Please.” I bit the inside of my cheek, so hard that I could taste blood. It didn’t help. I was going to cry again and then he reallywouldbe done with me. “Tyson, please,” I whispered, my throat so tight it ached. “I…I—”
“Baby,stop,” he said, so firmly that my mouth snapped closed. “I’msorry. I forgot.”
I blinked. He’d forgotten what?
He let go of his shirt, letting it fall down to cover his sexy stomach, and pulled my hands away. “Put these behind your back and keep them there for me, okay, sweetheart?” he asked, giving me a look that made me want to cry in a different way.
He wasn’t mad?
I did what he’d said, the awful, cramping pain in my stomach settling down as that look of his moved through me like delicious, warm syrup, making everything bad start to fade away.
“That’s it,” he whispered, running his fingers over my lips like he’d done earlier as he smiled down at me. “You’re so fucking perfect. The touching thing… that was my bad. But I’m gonna take better care of you from now on, okay? I promise.”
“Can I… can I still suck it?” My cheeks flared with heat. “Please?”
Was that too much to ask when he was already being so nice to me? He was still so hard though. Wouldn’t he want…?
He let go of my hair and pulled his shirt all the way off, then wrapped one of his own hands around himself and pointed it toward me, teasing my mouth with the tip again. “You sure you still want to, babe?” he asked, rubbing it back and forth against my lips, over and over, until the fireworks started inside me again. Then he pulled it away. “You don’t have to.”
“Please,” I begged, squeezing my hands tightly together behind my back like he’d said as my eyes shot up to meet his again.
My breath caught in my throat. He looked almost all the way naked from the position I was in, and he was so sexy it made my mouth go dry. But that wasn’t even it. The way he was staring down at me…
No one had ever looked at me like that before.
“Jesus, Sean,” he said, his voice rough even though the look in his eyes was the opposite.
He stroked himself, another bead of flavor appearing at the tip, and I licked my lips, tasting what he’d already smeared on them. I hadn’t meant to get greedy, but… but the way he was leaking, and the vein throbbing on his shaft, and the way his sac was pulled up tight under his body… he needed relief, I knew he did, because when my own thing was that hard, there was nothing on earth I wanted more than to do something to it.
So he’d still want me to, wouldn’t he?
He’d still let me suck it?
Or if he didn’t, maybe… maybe…
“Could you… could you at least touch it in front of me?” I asked, my stomach quivering with excitement as my thing jerked, rubbing against my soft sleep pants until I had to bite back a moan. “Please. Do it right here,” I whispered, shamelessly begging but unable to stop myself. “Stroke it until it… until it gets all over me, like you did before.”
“Fuck, baby,” Tyson growled, grabbing my hair again and tipping my head back as he pushed the wet tip against my lips again. “You’re asking me to jerk myself off right here? To come on your face?”
My tongue darted out, greedy to taste him again. His tip was slippery with his flavor, spongy and soft and hot and musky and… andintoxicatingas it pressed against my lips. I let my eyes drift closed and breathed in, wondering if this was how it felt to be drunk. So good, I wanted to suck him into my mouth, but I’d already messed up once and couldn’t stand the idea of doing it again, so I held myself back.
I opened my eyes and peeked up at him. “Please?” Then I licked him again anyway, even though he hadn’t said I could, because I just couldn’t resist.
Tyson groaned.
