What if…
“Hey, Zeke, where’d you go?” Talon asks. His hands are sliding up and down the backs of my thighs in a way that’s soothing more than sexual as he plants a kiss on my hip. I turn to the water and rinse off all the soap.
Looking down, his dark eyes invite me to get lost in them. Lost inhim.
Taking a deep breath, I smile.
“I’m here.”
“Me, too. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he says, sensing my anxiety. “Put your hands here so you can guide my speed and depth.” He reaches for my hands and puts them on the back of his head before putting his lips back on my thighs, slowly moving his kisses higher.
He swipes his tongue tentatively across the head of my cock, and my stomach flutters.
For a brief second, I think he’s testing things out to see if he likes it, but it’s not long before his fingers are digging into the backs of my thighs, and I realize he’s trying to hold himself back. He’s being hesitant forme,givingmetime to process and stop him if needed.
Talon plants his chin on my thigh, looking up at me.
“How are you doing?”
Instead of answering verbally, I use my hands on his headto guide him back to my dick. Talon wastes no time wrapping his lips around me through his smile. He readjusts his position on the hard floor, inching closer. One hand is now on my hip, the other moves to cup my balls as his mouth engulfs me.
I throw a hand against the shower wall over his body to steady myself, but my blood has vacated my brain, and between the heat of the shower and Talon’s mouth on me, I’m dizzy.
“Need to sit,” I force out between panted breaths.
Without taking his lips off me, Talon turns me sideways and pushes me backwards until the backs of my legs hit the tile bench seat behind me. I sit quickly, thankful not to have to hold myself up anymore as Talon bobs on my cock.
“For never having done this…you’re exceptionally good,” I tell him, even though we both know this is the first blowjob that’s ever been given to me, so he could be terrible and it’d still be the best one I’ve ever had.
He hums around my shaft, and the vibrations make my balls tingle. Talon pushes my knees wider, and my hips roll forward. Apparently, it’s still not close enough for him because he wraps an arm across my lower back and pulls me right to the edge of the seat before tugging on my balls and falling back onto my dick, working me over.
Talon gives head like it’s his sole purpose in life, and I have to stop myself from thrusting into his mouth. I know what it feels like when…no, not going there.
I refocus on the man in front of me. Talon’s beautiful naked body is a work of fucking art, and the fact that he’s on his knees formeis an indescribable feeling. His moans of pleasure remind me that hewantsto be here, and suddenly, another sound is added to the mix. It’s the wet slap of his hand as he shuttles it across his own cock.
That familiar crack of lightning races down my spine as my stomach swirls at the sight.
“Talon, I’m gonna come,” I warn, pushing at his shoulders.
He doesn’t budge, just sucks harder until I have no choice but to flood his mouth.
“Oh, shhhhhiiiit.”
Utterly spent, I sink back against the shower wall as Talon’s release is wasted down the drain before he plants his forearms on the bench seat on either side of me.
“Thank you,” he says, kissing my stomach.
“I think that’s my line.”
“I know it takes a lot of trust for you to open yourself up to me like this,” he says.
“I know I’m safe with you.”
And every time we’re together, he proves it even more.
Chapter 31
Talon
