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We’re barely in the door when Linc pushes me against the wall and ravages my mouth. His tongue tangling with mine, his hands roaming over my body, his touch igniting a fire within.
He pulls back and looks at me, those grey-green eyes locked on mine.
“Take off your clothes, Ethan.”
Holy shit. His voice, deep and raspy, sends shivers of anticipation down my spine.
Apparently, I’m not removing my clothes fast enough because Linc takes over, his impatience clear when he rips my shirt as he pulls it over my head.
“Not fast enough for you?” I tease.
“You should be naked already,” he answers, then yanks my jeans down my legs.
“You’re so demanding.”
Those eyes meet mine again. “And you love it.”
I can’t deny it. I do. I love it. I revel in it, his attention, his need for me.
“Fucking shoes,” he curses when he pulls my chucks off and throws them over his shoulder.
When I’m naked, he leans forward and runs his nose along my thigh, inhaling, breathing me in.
It’s no time at all before he takes my hard cock into his mouth. There’s nothing gentle about it. He takes me deep and, Jesus, the feel of his mouth is insanity. Tight, wet, and hot; wrapped around my dick and sucking me to a state of bliss within minutes.
I won’t come. Not yet. I try my damnedest to hold back, my thigh muscles tightening and my legs shaking as I lean back against the wall.
I let out a long, loud groan when he runs his fingers up the back of my thighs, around the front to cup my balls in his hands.
“You’re so close. Why don’t you come for me, Ethan?” he coaxes.
I shake my head. “Not yet.”
“Yes. Now,” he demands, doubling his efforts.
When he touches my stomach, raking his nails over the sensitive flesh, my breath catches. He knows how much I love that, how it drives me wild, and he does it again.
“You’re not playing fair,” I pant, holding the sides of his face.
“I’m not playing at all.”
The intensity in his expression, the commanding tone of his voice gets me hotter, closer to the edge.
When my cock touches the back of his throat, I can’t hold back a moan. He takes me deep, over and over until I have no choice. I relax and give in to the inevitable. Pleasure. Pure and carnal. His mouth: Sinful.
I warn him, but he ignores it.
Another rake of those nails on my abdomen and I let go. Ecstasy overtakes my body as I come into his waiting mouth, down the back of his throat as he swallows everything I have to give to him.
A half-shout escapes and if it weren’t for Linc holding me up, I’d be on my knees. The pleasure so intense it steals my breath.
He lifts me effortlessly and carries me to the bed. Setting me down then all-but ripping his clothes off.
Since we decided to be exclusive years ago, we haven’t used condoms. We do get tested, though. Just because. You never know.
He climbs onto the bed, sitting against the headboard, his cock standing at attention.
