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I rolled my head over to look at Preston as we reclined on his leather sofa.

“Let you? You were like a beaver going after a new woodpile. I wasn’t getting between you and my mother’s cooking.”

Preston eyed me, then tackled me onto my back with his body weight pressing me into the sofa. He braced himself on his forearms and held my head in his hands, right where he wanted me. The heat in his eyes sent chills down my spine. Taunting him was the best.

“I’m going to have to teach your smart mouth a lesson.”

I bit my lip and closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him as I waited for his mouth to descend upon mine. I opened my mouth, anticipating his tongue slipping inside and devouring me. Kissing him was a religious experience. But when his skin met mine, he missed my mouth.

Preston placed wet kisses on the corner of my mouth, my cheek, the end of my nose, everywhere but my mouth.

“Hey.” I whined and pointed. “Here buddy. You missed.”

The smug look on his face was sexy as hell. “I didn’t miss. You’ll just have to wait until I get there.”

He released all his delicious weight onto me and burrowed his bearded face between my shoulder and neck. The sensation sent chills over my body as he landed wet kisses and licks of his tongue under my ear, down the side of my neck, and along my collarbone before he took my Adam’s Apple into his mouth.

“Baby,” I moaned and thrust my hard dick up against his equally hard one. “I need to kiss you,” I moaned.

Preston continued to work my skin over, never quite giving me what I wanted.

Lifting his mouth from my skin, he turned my head. “I’m busy. Leave me alone.”

I laughed as he mirrored his kisses on the other side of my neck, making me impossibly hard. When he made the mistake of moving the fingers on his right hand up to gently rub my face, I sucked one into my mouth.

I worshiped it like I would his hard cock if he got it near my mouth. I sucked and rolled my tongue around it. I held his digit between my teeth and flicked my tongue along the underside.

Preston’s hips pressed down on mine, making me smile. If he kept doing that, I’d be making a mess in my jeans.

As if he could read my mind, he pulled away from my neck and withdrew his finger from my mouth. Now I was gonna get what I wanted all along. All I needed was his mouth on mine to make me cum like a freight train.

Preston didn’t say a word, but reached for the hem of my t-shirt, and pulled it up enough for me to get the idea. I couldn’t get it off with him laying on me, so I took it over my head, but left my arms inside.

When he had me where he wanted me, he took hold of my shirt and shoved it up to my elbows, effectively giving him a way to keep my hands off him. I squirmed and moaned as he flicked my nipples with his tongue, only to place a gentle bite on them before moving away.

I was on my back with my arms effectively bound over my head as Preston kissed down my chest and abs until he ran the tip of his nose over the erection straining to get out of my pants.

His dark brown eyes found me, now a panting, sweaty mess of need, and grinned. He slowly unzipped my jeans, each movement matching the pounding of my heart.

I was so turned on, and my dick was leaking all over my abs.

“No underwear,” he growled, running the tip of his nose through my pubic hair before licking the pre-cum away from the tip of my dick.

I hissed at the contact. Without my hands to roam over him, I was forced to feel everything with my dick. And holy fucking shit, it was everything.

“Please, baby, please,” I moaned and tried unsuccessfully to move.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I swear my body levitated off the sofa as he worked me over. I wanted him in every opening I had.

I writhed as he groaned, both of us lost to the erotic pleasure. The vibration from his groan, along with the rasp of his stubble along my skin, and the unbelievable suction sent me hurtling over the edge. I sucked in a lungful of air and thrust my dick down his throat.

When I had no more to give, Preston gave me what I wanted.

He pulled off my cock, then moved like a jungle cat up my body before taking my mouth with his. My own cum filled my mouth as he gave me the kiss I desperately needed.

The erotic moment was more than I could process. It was filthy and drugging. And I wanted it all with Preston James.

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