“I will beat your fine ass the moment you’re done sucking my cock for saying that,” he threatens.
I smirk. “I will look forward to it,” I murmur as I kiss my way back down to his cock.
“Why are your clothes still on? Do you think I want to watch you suck my cock while fully clothed?”
“I see the problem,” I say before quickly pulling off my shirt and tossing it. With one hand, I unbutton my pants while I kiss his inner thigh and my free hand trails over his cock. Once I’m completely naked, I glance up at Gabriel. “Do you approve?”
“Could have been done in a sexier way.”
“I will try it again.”
He laughs and shakes his head. “No! I’m teasing. I approve. I have never been more aroused by a display of removing clothes than I just was.”
“I am pleased by your approval,” I say, and I enjoy watching him squirm once he feels my breath on his cock. I lean forward and twirl my tongue around the head, carefully watching him for any sign of pain so I’ll know if I should stop.
Instead, he lets out a sigh of pleasure when I take the head of his cock into my mouth while my fingers wrap around the base.
Reaching down, I lightly trace a finger over his hole before I pop open the lube and drip some onto my fingers. I slide my free hand between his legs, circling over his hole as my cock grinds against the sheets, aching for more. But I only care about him right now. I only care about making him feel good.
I press my finger inside of him, knowing that he loves the feel of it.
Gabriel’s soft gasp when I take him deeper in my mouth only encourages me as I add a second finger, stroking and rubbing until his hands are digging into the sheets.
“Oh fuck,” he murmurs as he reaches down to me like he wants to touch me, but I don’t have any hands to spare, so his fingers find my hair again.
I seem to find that sweet spot inside of him since I feel him tighten as he moans. I focus on that spot while my mouth works over his cock.
“I’m going to come,” he mumbles, but I’m not going to pull back, I’m not going to switch to my hand when he’s caught in such bliss. I draw him over the edge and even lick the come off his cock while he watches me with half-lidded eyes.
“Liam, come here, let me touch you.”
“I am not going to dirty your precious hands.”
“You’re ridiculous. Come here or I’ll drag you up,” Gabriel insists, tugging my hair.
I laugh before I kiss my way back up his body. His hand wraps around my cock when my lips find his. His touch feels so fucking good. “I love you so much,” I whisper.
“Then don’t ever leave me again.”
“I won’t. I promise I won’t,” I say, and he captures my lips while beginning to stroke me. I feel so fucking sensitive as his hand moves over my cock. I can’t get enough of him, of his touch, of everything about him. I just love him and want to cherish him and make sure nothing ever happens to him.
Because he’s mine.
He’ll always be mine.
My balls tighten, and pleasure ripples through me when I come. He pulls me closer, wrapping his arms possessively around me.
“Never leave me again.”
“I promise,” I whisper a moment before Lucille leaps onto the bed and lightly whaps my head. “I missed you too, Lucy Fur.”
Gabriel just laughs, and I realize that it’s the best sound in the world.
THIRTY-THREE
Liam
“Where is my ‘I told you so’ cake?” I ask the instant I walk into the department. It’s been over two weeks since I’ve worked here. Gabriel isn’t back full-time but has come in with me today to talk to Michaels. At least that’s what he said, but in actuality, I believe he’s convinced that I need a babysitter.
