I was as hard as he was and decided I needed to move things along. So I took him deep into the back of my throat and swallowed around the head.
Pulling off him to breathe, the head of his cock produced a steady drip of pre-cum. This time, I gathered it into the palm of my hand and used it to slick up my dick.
I took myself in hand and jerked as I sucked him. This had always been a turn on for me. When I tugged on his balls with my free hand, Preston moaned and shot his load down my throat.
My orgasm rolled up quickly. I pulled off him and shot my load all over his dick and abs.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” My head had dropped back and my eyes closed as I jerked myself. When I was finished, I looked down at my man, covered in my cum.
“You’re really mine now,” I grated out at him.
The sexy grin that crossed his face did things to me. “It’s cute you think I wasn’t before.”
I laughed as he reached for me. Preston pulled me to him and took my mouth in a very suggestive kiss. I released my weight and groaned as we glued ourselves together.
When our kiss ended, I murmured against his lips. “We should probably shower and clean up.”
He nodded. “Yeah, and take a nap before dinner.”
“Sounds perfect.”
CHAPTER20
PRESTON
The drive outto Connecticut only took ninety minutes, thirty of which was getting out of the city. I’d called my mother to let her know I was coming, and bringing the architect who was designing my new restaurant. I explained to Nick why I left out the information that we were together, and he seemed to understand. I could correct that when we got there, but she didn’t need to get all worked up about another partner just yet.
Nick’s eyes went wide when we pulled up in front of the four-thousand-square-foot home I’d purchased for them after I sold my restaurant chain. Our two-storey home was not conducive where my eighty-three-year-old grandmother was concerned, so purchasing this one made the most sense. I’d missed them since moving to Portland, but it couldn’t be helped. It was something I’d had to do.
“What’s wrong, babe?”
Nick blinked at the house, then over to me. “It’s huge.”
I looked back at the Craftsman-style home and frowned. “It looks really big because it’s all on one floor. It’s just a house, babe. It’s home to my parents and my grandmother. They needed the accessible space.”
I rubbed my hands over my jeans and looked at him. “You ready to go in?”
Nick nodded and opened the door. “Okay, let’s go,friend that sticks his dick in me.”
I smiled to myself and got out of the car. I loved how he whipped that sarcasm out.
God, I just loved him.
Rounding the front of the car where Nick waited, I wanted to take his hand, but fortunately he’d stuffed them in his coat pockets.
“Reaching for you is already a habit. ”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “I don’t understand. Why am I even here? I could have stayed at the hotel and worked while you came out here. I thought you wanted me to meet them. Not that I’m assuming this is a meet-the-parents type of moment, but since you met…”
“I do,” I pleaded. “I promise I’ll explain everything when we leave.”
Nick peered into my eyes, then looked away. “I feel like you’re not telling me something. I can handle anything as long as I’m not blindsided.”
I wanted to reach for him right now. “I’m not keeping anything from you, I promise. We haven’t had a chance to talk about our past relationships, and that’s something I want to do when we’re naked. That way, there’s no running away.”
Nick looked at the house and the yard, then at me. There was a hint of a smile on his face, and I knew we’d just crossed a hurdle.
“Hey,” I called to him. “I love you.”
