“Nothing makes sense. And I don’t think it’s meant to. I want you forever, and I need you to come in my mouth, Angel.”
He runs his fingers through my hair. “I love how ridiculous you are.”
“So is that a fuck you yes, or a fuck you no?” I mouth over the fabric of his boxers covering his dick.
“You’re not going to do it out here?!” Archangel looks at me like I’ve lost my last shred of sanity.
“Why not?”
“I think you have a risk kink! We are on a roof. There are taller buildings and windows.” Angel groans, rocking into me.
“It’s darkish,” I say, completely ignoring the soft glow of all the lanterns. “It’s mostly private!” I gesture at the soft fabric billowing around us.
“Take me inside!” He tugs my hair.
“Just ruining the moment.” I suck on him through the material.
“Fuck. Get up!” He drags me down the stairs, kissing me all the way while we strip each other.
Finally, he’s all laid out in my bed with swollen lips and messy hair. One knee is bent while the other stretches out lazily, showing off his massive quads, cut abs, and his perfect cock lying heavy against his stomach.
“You are so fucking hot.” I press kisses to the inside of his thighs as I settle between them.
“Not as hot as you look down there. Fuck. You have no idea how many times I’ve pictured this.” He half-sits, touching my face and shoulders.
“How many times?” I skim my nose along the crease of his hip.
He exhales sharply as I flick my tongue over the sensitive skin. “Too many to count.”
I nip lightly, then turn a little to rub my jaw, barely across his cock, making it jump.
“Fuck.” He grabs my hair.
I laugh softly, turning my attention to his already leaking tip.
“I am not going to last long if I’m this worked up and you’ve barely touched me.”
“I love how easy you are for me.” I wrap my hand around his base and press my lips to his head, getting my first taste of him. It’s similar to mine, which I’ve tasted.
“Wolfe!” His fingers tighten in my hair.
“Yes?” I breathe over his tip, then dip my tongue into his slit.
“You are killing me.”
“Good,” I say before taking him into my mouth.
It’s nothing like I imagined, but I like it. Archangel’s reactions alone make it sexy as fuck. I love working him up and getting him off, but it turns me on too. I take him deeper, rolling my hand to meet my lips like I’ve seen others do while tracing my tongue over him. I can’t take him as deep as he takes me, but that doesn’t seem to bother him. He releases his grip on me and falls back to the pillows, groaning.
“You are so fucking hot.”
I slide my hand up his stomach to grab his pec, thumb rubbing over his nipple, glancing up at him.
“Wolfe. Fuck. Don’t look at me. You’re going to make me come so fast.”
I smile as much as I can with a dick in my mouth and take him a little deeper while using my free hand to grab his balls lightly. I suck his dick like my life depends on it and it does. He’s never going to marry me after all this build up if it sucks! Okay, he totally will, because I’m never leaving him alone ever, but he might be grumpy.
I’m determined to get as good at blow jobs as he is. I swirl my tongue over his shaft, using my hand in conjunction with my mouth.
