Page 119 of Problem Child


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The possessive shit surprised me, but it sure as hell didn’t bother me. I didn’t have any plans to let anyone else dick me down. Flynn was the one. He had been for a long time. Even before he told me his deepest secrets and let me kiss him.

He shuddered and collapsed, his weight crushing me into the bed. My breath whooshed out of me.

“Sorry,” he said, breathing harshly as he pulled out of me, and goddamn, that dick felt huge going out, too.

He rolled away and tugged off the condom. I turned onto my back, body still quivering.

“Want to shower?” Flynn asked.

“Can’t move yet,” I said, legs so weak I wasn’t sure they’d hold me up.

He leaned in over me, eyes serious. “I wasn’t too rough, was I? I know it was your first time. Should’ve been gentler.”

I wrapped a hand around the nape of his neck and tugged him into a kiss.

“Don’t baby me,” I said. “It was incredible. You were in me so fucking deep I could practically taste you.”

His eyes fluttered closed, and he ran his nose along my neck. “I don’t want to hurt you, though. You’re too precious.”

“I’m stronger than I look.”

His lips tipped up at the corners. “You sure as fuck are.”

“And apparently, my ass belongs only to you.”

He gave an embarrassed laugh. “Uh, yeah, sorry about that. Heat of the moment.”

I grinned. “It’s okay.” I reached down and took a handful of his meaty—but now soft—cock. “As long as this belongs to me.”

“Anytime you want it,” he said.

“Good. Remember that the next time I’m telling you to fuck me already, and don’t take an eternity to do it.”

He laughed. “You’re such a brat.”

“I know.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “It’s why you like me so much.”

“One of the reasons,” he agreed, slipping his fingers down to my puffy hole and gently running his thumb along the edge.

I hissed at the discomfort, and Flynn suddenly slid down between my legs. Before I could fully process, his tongue lashed out, wet and soothing on my battered rim.

“Flynn!” I gasped.

He looked up at me, an utterly pleased look in his eyes. Like a cat that had gotten the cream. He licked me again, easing the soreness.

I shivered and reached down to pet his hair. “You gonna eat me all up like the big, bad wolf?”

A second after the words were out, I worried they were wrong. That they’d make Flynn self-conscious about his past. Make him think we weren’t right together.

But he must have been over that worry. Because his eyes sparked, and he spread me open wider and dove in with a hungry growl that made my heart leap.

He kissed and licked and nibbled until I was squirming and moaning, cock hard and dribbling. I didn’t think my ass could take another fucking, but hell, I neededsomething.

“Flynn, fuck, I need to come again.”

He fisted my dick, stroking it as he pushed two fingers inside my loosened hole, and I came with a whimper, too exhausted to do much more than arch and pour over his hand.

Flynn moved his tongue to my cock, licking up the cum. It was so dirty, and yet, there was something sweet about it too. The way he was tending to me.