Page 114 of House of Cards


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“Don’t forget it. What Joker wants, Joker gets.”

Seth snorts a laugh and says, “So, how do you want me,Joker?”

“Naked.”

“That’s a given, hun…”

I grin crookedly, yank him against me, and nibble on his throat. “I feel weird doing it on your couch with the kids and all, and I’m too impatient to go upstairs. Get on the rug and put your ass in the air.”

I pull off my jeans and underwear and toss them aside. While Seth’s removing his clothes, I shove the coffee table aside.

“We’re doing naughty tonight,” I inform him. Seth kneels on the rug and lowers his upper body so his ass is up in the air and his hole is winking at me adorably, beckoning for my tongue. “You game, Tiger?”

“I’m game. Anything you want…”

“Anything? Ilikethat. But first, I’m going to devour this fucking gorgeous ass of yours.”

A groan slips out of Seth, which has my cock happily bouncing. I know how much he loves it, so I plan to suck and lick his hole as much as possible.

I kneel behind him, spread his cheeks, bend down, and swirl my tongue over the sensitive bud. “W-what about you? It’s your birthday, not mine.”

“Thisisfor my birthday. I could eat you out all day.”

“Jesus, that just makes me want to come.”

“Oh, we’ll make sure you come hard, baby. I expect to lap up loads and loads of your cum.”

“Goodlord, Cal…”

I chuckle and bite his ass, making him yelp. “I said ‘naughty.’ A promise is a promise.”

I know Seth’s going to love it. He so wants to be a little bad in the bedroom. In fact, I’m in the mood for a little begging, so I swipe his hole again and then blow on it. He pushes back for more, but I don’t give it to him. He looks over his shoulder and sneers at me.

“Aww, poor baby. Does your hole need more love?” I tease.

“You haven’t given it nearly enough attention.”

“Hmm, how much do you want it?” His eyes narrow at me. I know he’s debating on giving me what I want, but he wants to resist. “I need to knowhowmuch you want it.”

Seth’s face pinks adorably, and he looks away. “I… I want it a lot.”

I press a kiss to one of his globes. “Not good enough.”

“Ugh, you’re so mean.”

“No, we’re beingnaughty. Talk dirty to me, baby. Pretty please with whipped cream, sugar, and a cherry on top…”

“You’re absolutely ridiculous.” He sighs and says, “Fine. I’d really love you to lick me. Rim me. I’m so desperate for your tongue. It’s… magical.”

I stifle a snort. “Yes, Iamquite magical.”

“I need it, Cal. Give it to me. Please.”

“Much better. You’ve got it.”

My tongue swirls around and around the sensitive muscle. I nibble and suck. I eat him out as if he’s my last meal, and I love every second of it, especially with his whimpers and moans.

“Cal…” he breathes when I spread his cheeks apart further and probe my tongue in his hole as much as I can.