I truly can’t help myself, so when his lips curl into a small smile, I find myself leaning in. His hand shoots out, gripping my shirt. The brightness in his eyes melts into something darker, something needy and raw. His eyes fall shut as I slot my mouth over his.
Fuck. I could do this forever.
Letting go of my shirt to hold my hips and try pulling me closer, Theo moans. I echo the sound but pull back before things can get out of hand.
He jumps to his feet, and worried that something’s wrong, I stand too.
“Are the babies good?” he asks, glancing at them.
“They are.”
Taking my hand in his, he starts dragging me toward the door. “Look, I know I picked on you about your sex in a bed thing, but really, we should be going inside now. I’m dying.”
I choke out a laugh.He’sdying? I tighten my grip on his hand, making him stop just as he gets to the barn door. “Wait.”
He turns around, his brows drawn together. “What? Why?”
Pressing a hand to his chest, I push him against the door, then sink to my knees in front of him.
His gaze falls, and his pupils blow wide. “I promised to swallow your cock, didn’t I?”
Eyes widening, he nods. “Yeah, but we can—”
His voice cuts off in a gasp as I unbutton his jeans. His hard cock springs free when I yank them and his underwear down.
I glance up at him, keeping eye contact as I lean in and press my lips to the head of his cock. His jaw drops open and his chest heaves. Closing my eyes, I rub my cheek over his shaft. He’s leaking, smearing pre-cum on my skin.
He smells warm here and slightly musky, and it’s so damn hot.
“Hunter,” he whispers.
“Mmm, don’t worry, gorgeous. I’ll take care of ya.”
“I’m not worried,” he says, sliding his fingers into my hair. “I’m fucking turned on.”
His voice is all rasp and want, and it has my own cock throbbing. I press a hand to it. “You and me both.”
He starts to chuckle, but the sound is swallowed by a moan when I close my lips around the head of his cock and dip my tongue into his weeping slit. Goddamn, so fucking good.
I suck him in slowly, dragging my tongue along the sensitive underside of his shaft.
He’s shaking, his thighs already trembling, and his grip tightens in my hair as he throws his head back against the wooden door and moans.
“Oh fuck,” he pants, chest rising and falling rapidly. “Oh fuck, keep going.”
Oh, I plan to.
I draw off his cock, then wrap my tongue around the head, lapping over his leaking slit to collect the pre-cum. He looks down at me again. His cheeks are flushed, eyes wide, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“I’m never gonna last,” he groans when I take about half of him in my mouth.
That’s what he thinks.
Bracing a hand on his thigh, I take more of him, not stopping until his cock hits the back of my throat. I breathe through my nose, going further until my nose is pressed against his pubic bone and his knees nearly buckle.
I swallow around the head of his cock, moaning when he whines. God, there’s something so satisfying about taking him apart like this. About watching the pleasure play out across his face. Feeling each twitch and jerk and tremble in his body.
Pulling off slowly, I drag my tongue along his cock, watching his face as I do.
