“You don’thaveto,” he says. The words are weighted, and I feel their depth.
“I want to,” I whisper. He kisses me again, softer this time as he lets my wrist go. I wrap my hand around his cock, swiping my thumb through the bout of precum collected at his slit. I shift us so he’s beneath me and settle myself between his legs much in the same way he did with me. I look up at him, at that glaze in his eye. He looks scared, nervous almost.
But what does a man like Aaron Everett have to be nervous about?
“Are you sure?” he asks.
I nod as I push his legs up. He lets me without hesitation. I nod.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper. I grab his balls as I position myself and swipe my tongue along the tight skin outside his hole and he tenses, letting out a surprised sound. Clearly he didn’t expect this, and that alone makes me smile.
I grasp his cock with one hand as I swipe my tongue over him once more and this time he relaxes. I lick and probe him with my tongue, getting him as wet as I can. His body tenses and I stop the same way he did with me. I can tell by his curses that he’s getting close. I groan, realizing that I’m hard again.
Seriously, this has never happened before with another person. Just him. That fact is both a balm and a curse.
Aaron Everett is going to ruin me, I can feel it.
He’s going to destroy me for all men in the future.
I get lost in the sounds he makes, in his deep moans. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
I think I’m going to come again just from eating this man’s ass and listening to his fucking moans.
“Can I come, baby?” he asks, his voice strained and full of lust.
I freeze at his words. He’s askingmefor permission.
This insanely hot, rich, successful man isasking mefor permission to let him come.
If that’s not a power trip, I don’t know what is. The pride that swells within me is like a switch has flipped.
He’s at my mercy. I’m in control. Of this, of him.
My cock weeps from the realization, and I let out a sharp breath. I look up at him, at that glistening look in his eyes. His cock pulses in my hand.
“Yes,” I say, because I can’t deny him when he’s looking at me likethis.Like I’m the answer to his prayers.
I take his cock into my mouth as I slip my finger inside of him, and he hisses out a string of curses, jumbled together with a deep growl. His cock throbs in my mouth, the burst of his cum hitting the back of my throat and nearly choking me from the onslaught.
I continue to pump my finger inside of him, stroking his prostate as I suck his cock. I can’t get enough.
I’ll never have enough.
Fucking hell.
When he’s finished, I swallow the last bit of him and remove my hand. Aaron pulls me up, wrapping his arms around me and burying his face in my shoulder. I shift into his cuddle, feeling the beginnings of sleep take hold.
“So fucking perfect,” he murmurs against my shoulder as darkness takes me without a care.
Chapter Nineteen
Aaron
When I wake up, I feel more refreshed than ever. Warmth surrounds me as my eyes flutter open, trying to adjust to the morning light pouring in through the windows. Jacob shifts against me, my cock poking his ass, which is already quite awake.
And all at once, the memory of last night comes back to me.
Our date on the boardwalk. Kissing him while the sun went down. Kissing him in the kitchen, in this very bed.
