A smile creeps onto my face. “Oh, but Isodo.” I lean in for a kiss, but Brad leans back, just out of reach. My eyebrow coaxes up. “What? Are you surprised?”
“No…I’m not,” he admits, his jaw tightening. His thumb moves in slow passes, back and forth, until my eyelids grow heavy. That same thumb slips over my tip, spreading the slickness he’s drawn out of me.
I bite my bottom lip to stifle the moans that desperately want to escape. If he keeps going painfully slow like this, I’m going to have the most intense orgasm ever. I wonder if he knows what edging is because that’sexactlywhere we’re headed.
I wonder what the holdup is before I scan his eyes, realization hitting me.
He’snervous.
Oh dear God.The thought of this gorgeous man wanting me and my body so much that it makeshimnervous sends a thrill through me.
“Need some help, old man? Let me show you.”
“I obviously know what a blow job is,” he says, brows furrowing.
My dick jumps between my legs.He was planning to suck me off?This man has more guts than I give him credit for.
“Sure,” I say lightly. “But you’ve never had one fromme.”
I lift my brows and bite my lip the way I know he likes. His gaze locks onto my mouth. After a beat, he releases my wrists and steps back, giving me room.
I make quick work of tugging down his black athletic shorts, freeing his hard-on from its restraint. Lowering down to my knees, my breath catches in my throat the moment his cock bobs and sways in front of my face. It’s even better than I imagined it’d be. Cut, thick, and long. Curved upwards and glorious. I can tell by his angry, glistening tip that he wants this just as badly as I do.
He’s dying for it.
I immediately reach for it, but quickly feel disappointment as he steps away from me.
“Noah. Wait. We shouldn’t.” His voice comes out broken, already ragged.Not this again.But, I can tell it’s taking everything in him to deny me right now, which probably isn’t easy.
I take one of his hands in mine, pulling him back closer to me. “Just a few seconds, that’s it.” While looking into his eyes, I place my hands on his thighs, regaining my balance. I watch his eyes light up, his breath quicken as his chest rises faster.
His one hand floats to my chin, tilting it back. His thumb mindlessly enters my mouth, softly pressing on my tongue, feeling for the small ball.
“Fuck,” he exhales. I can tell by the way his cock jerks in front of me that he loves the way it feels. I’m about to show him just how much better it can get. “Just for a few seconds,” he repeats my words back to me quietly. I swirl my tongue around his thumb as he softly pumps it in and out.
I don’t stop looking into his eyes as he stares down at me. All tall, mighty, and in charge. It’s turning me on beyond belief. He’s a fucking sight to behold. It’s just a fact.
He takes his thumb back, now using the slickness he collected to slide it along his length a few times.
“If you tell me to stop, I’ll stop.” I exchange his hand for mine. “But that won’t happen,” I say, softly running his tip along my bottom lip. "Because, you’re going to fucking love it."
He narrows his gorgeous eyes at me. “Noah...shutup,” He grits his teeth, holding onto the back of my neck.
“Make me,” I wink.
Seriously.
I hope he makes me.
“Don’t tell your mother,” Brad mutters, and I grin, already knowing I won’t.
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Brad
His grin sends shivers up my spine. I know I should be scared right now. I mean, Iamscared. But I’m more scared about what this all means. I’ve never done anything like this before, and yet, I’ve never wanted anything more. In less than a day, Noah has done what no one else has—made me confronteverythingI’ve hidden within myself.
How am I supposed to explain this to Veronica? Does this mean I’m gay? Am I taking advantage right now being older than him? Am I a bad person?
