I was rock-hard. There was no point in trying to deny that. Or to make him stop, because now my zip was open and he was fishing my length out of the elastic waistband of my briefs, making my balls stretch as his mouth took the tip.
Not far. Not the whole of it. Just the good mouthful he could fit in his mouth, his tongue working overtime as he slurped me up.
If I had been more with it, I would have laughed. Smiled at his clumsy attempts at giving me peace.
There was no peace here. I was fully at war with myself and my body and the need to obey all he was asking of me. Because I was. He was wanting. I needed it. And I would always give in, with no questions asked. My mouth stuck in a weird sucking motion as the air filled my lungs, then released a heady moan that I had no control over as the tip of my dick hit the back of this throat.
He didn’t gag. I did. More cold air filling my lungs as he worked around me, his hands grabbing at my boxers, then ripping them down.
I would have sharp nail scratches all down my legs. On my buttocks, as he clawed at me, his mouth still working every inch of my cock. Half of it in his mouth. Then his tongue. A hand.
Then nothing as he looked up at me.
I looked down. Because I couldn’t take my eyes off him. And he was looking up at me as his tongue slipped out of his mouth. His hand opened up, like a flower in bloom.
I was ready. I could have ejaculated right there. Covered that beautiful face in my seed like some messed-up erotic scene. The lighting was right. The soft sheen from the hallway light just framing his face beautifully as he…licked a wet line up his hand. And again. Then he spat into the palm and grabbed the root of my cock, the surprise making me release a weird yelp. The spasm that followed shot through me, making my glasses fall off my nose, my hands shaking as I pushed them back up.
“So fucking hot,” he whispered. The first words he’d said at all.
I silenced him with my cock, shoving it back where it belonged as his hand worked me up and down, meeting his lips on the turns.
It must have been mere seconds before my eyes fell closed. Where everything was light and everything was dark, where the stars shone brightly and all that mattered was him.
My release floored me, with no warning. Not even a second to pull him off before I came on his tongue. His mouth slurping at me enthusiastically.
Him on his knees. Me sliding against the old wallpaper behind me. Rough paper against prickled skin. His mouth moved along, licking up my hip. My stomach. Kissing his way up against my slide downwards.
My nipple in his mouth. His teeth nipping at the sensitive bud. Scraping. A bite on my collarbone. Softness of skin against sharp teeth.
The taste of me on his tongue as he sloppily kissed me. My tongue daring to join the games and taste the inside of his mouth. Sliding against his. The sensation sent shards of glass right through me.
Too much. Too much of him.
“Baby,” he whispered, as I finally stopped moving. Me. Just jelly. Boneless and hopelessly fuzzy. Like I’d drunk too many cheap beers. A cocktail of madness. Bleeding everywhere from too many wounds.
I vaguely acknowledged how he got me up and dragged me over to the bed. Released me from my trousers that had shackled my feet. Socks off. A drape of sheets around my weary bones.
“I’ll put your phone on charge,” he declared, fishing said phone out of my trouser pockets.
“Okay,” I slurred.
“You’ve got your alarm set for five thirty?”
A question? I had no idea.
Then he gently kissed my forehead.
I was asleep before he walked out the door.
He never even removed his shoes.
Chapter 8
Oliver
“She’s nice, that Anne,” I said, trying to kick the door to our apartment shut, balancing two cups of tea in my hands and a packet of stolen biscuits under my arm. I was still dressed in this awful suit, which, in my honest opinion, was completely wrong for me. I was skinny, but there was skinny and emaciated, which I was not. Not yet. And I counted the way Peter lit up at the sight of those biscuits as a massive win.
“I thought you dentists didn’t snack,” I teased.
