It’s intense, rough, and racks through me like a truck.
My fingers fist into his curls as I thrust into his mouth, chasing the last seconds of my orgasm that has me tingling all over like I’m experiencing it for the first time.
“Oh, Goddess, Evan,” I rasp.
It’s intensified from the fact I can sense Evan’s feelings, too, meaning his pleasure only adds to mine—and knowing howmuch he loves sucking my cock. It makes me groan, and I’m certain I detach from my body for a second.
I pull out as a drop of cum slips from Evan’s mouth. He sucks in a breath before scooping up the mixture of my pleasure and his saliva, slipping it between his lips once more.
My wolf howls inside me, and I have to stop the snarl of possessiveness crawling through me. I pull up my boxers, lean down to pick him up underneath his arms, and tug him into my embrace.
Evan clings to me as I sit us down, and his legs straddle my hips.
“Where did you learn to do all that?” I ask breathlessly.
I’m still trying to understand it myself.
He pulls away and glances at me timidly. “Kayleigh.”
“Kayleigh?” I raise a brow.
“Yeah, I asked her how to—” he pauses. “You know…suck dick. I didn’t wanna do it wrong, and the internet is a weird place.”
“Well, she’s one hell of a teacher.”
Evan grins, and it takes me by surprise. I’ve seen him grin only a handful of times, but when it's genuine, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“I didn’t hurt you?”
“Hurt me?” I repeat. “No. Did I hurt you?”
He shakes his head. “No, I loved it.”
“Me, too.” I smirk. “Feel free to come practice with me at any time.”
His cheeks darken, which is ridiculous, considering my cock was in his mouth a minute ago, but it’s small steps towards building confidence, and we’re definitely getting somewhere.
“Thank you,” he murmurs.
“For what?” I stroke back his curls.
He sucks in a breath. “For taking time out of your day to train with me.”
I frown. “You act like spending time with you is a chore.”
“Well, I’ve been brought up to believe I’m nothing, so it’s hard to get used to.”
My thumb brushes over his cheekbone. “I’m gonna get those thoughts out of your head.”
Evan’s lashes move rapidly. “How?”
“By making you talk positively about yourself.”
“It won’t work. I’ve already tried.”
“Okay, well, you haven’t tried my way.”
His cheeks darken with a blush. “What do you mean?”
