Too impatient to do anythingelse, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and pulled down,pushing the fabric out of the way so it was caught behind his balls, puttinghim on full display.
Bigwas kind of anunderstatement. Gray was… gifted.
But not so big that I wasn’t going to givegetting the whole thing in my mouth a shot.
“See something you like?”Gray asked, laughter in his voice.
“Not bad,” I murmured, sobreathlessly that I knew it’d be obvious that what I actually meant washoly shit.
“I betallthe pretty boyslove this,”I added, leaning in to press a kiss to the base, letting my cheek rasp over thesensitive skin. Gray’s breath hitched, and his fingers tightened in my hair, soI figured I was moving in approximately the direction he wanted me to.
“You tell me,” Gray rumbled,only the faintest hint of a strain in his voice. He wasgood. Unflappable.
Which only made me want towreck him more.
He’d walk away thinking aboutthis blowjob for weeks, I planned to make sure of it.
The soft curls framing hiscock tickled my nose as I nuzzled closer, breathing in his warm, masculinescent.
I looked up, holding hisgaze as I licked my way up his cock with the flat of my tongue, lapping awaythe bead of precome that’d welled up at the head. The salt-tang of it rolledover my tongue, and I watched Gray’s pupils widen as he looked at me.
Without breaking eyecontact, I made a show of sealing my lips around the thick, dark head of hiscock. The tiny moan I earned in response trickled all the way down my throat tothe pit of my stomach, heat and tension there already making me squirm. My eyesfell closed automatically as I felt the weight of him on my tongue, velvet-softskin sliding easily into my mouth.
I couldn’t help a whimperas he spilled precome onto my tongue, the taste and scent of him filling up allmy senses. It was almost embarrassing how much I loved doing this, and it wasjust as well that few men were likely to care or notice as long as they weregetting their cock sucked.
Wrapping one hand around theshaft of his cock while I took some time to warm up, I shoved the other onedeep into the sweatpants I was wearing, gripping my own cock tight.
Gray seemed to like the hissI made as I touched myself, matching it with one of his own, his fingers tighteningin my hair.Damnthat felt good.
“Take it easy, honey,” hemurmured, stroking my hair as if to soothe me after pulling it. “No rush. Gotme all night if you want me.”
I really,reallydidwant him all night, but that wasn’t how hookups like this went. He’d get off, then I’dget off, and then we’d say goodnight and go on with our lives.
But he seemed sweet, and Iwanted to ease the sting of that by making thegetting offpart greatfor him. After all, he’d called me pretty. He was due a reward for that.
In the interest of makingthat happen, I tugged on his cock a couple of times, swirling my tongue aroundthe head. His breath hitched, grip tightening again, free hand landing on myshoulder. Already so responsive, and we’d barely gotten started.
I couldn’t wait to hearwhat kind of noises he made when he was nudging the back of my throat.
“Damnyou look goodlike this,”he said. “So hot. I hope everyone tells you that. I hope you’ve got a guy inevery town to tell you how good your lips look stretched around his cock.”
My ears burned at thethought—I wasn’tthathot—but I lovedhearing it.
Unfortunately, Gray wasabout to lose the ability to form complete sentences, so I wouldn’t hear a wholelot more.
I moved my hand, curling itover his hip instead of around his cock, and took a deep breath to relax mythroat. It’dbeen a while, but the principle was always the same. Slow and steady.
A tiny moan escaped me as Iswallowed around him, pushing forward, feeling his hot, thick length fill mythroat so perfectly I could have cried. The universe had sent me a randomhookup who pushed every one of the buttons I needed pushing and a few more I’d forgottenabout, and now he was stroking my cheek to feel himself inside my mouth, and Iwas pouring precome over my own hand, too turned on to think straight.
Not that now was the time tothinkstraight.
Gray’s fingers brushed againstmy cheek. He was definitely feeling his cock inside me, and the thought was hotenough to make my head spin and my gut ache with arousal.
I hummed around him, jawaching with the strain, my own cock twitching in my hand.
Gray’s fingers trailing down tothe top of my throat was enough to push me right to the edge, and I suddenlyneeded him to come in my mouth so I could follow him over.
I swallowed around him,pulling back a little way so I could use my tongue to stroke just under thehead, knowing how effective that always was. With the last of my focus, Iforced my eyes open again and looked up at him, catching his gaze and holdingit as I moved back and forth, taking him as far as I could on every stroke,letting him nudge the back of my throat.
