Page 60 of Callous Shot

I think I saw heaven.

I slowly withdrew, my legs shaking as I clamped them around his sides. Staring down at my spent dick, I groaned.

“That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had, and I hate you for it.”

Lincoln scrubbed his hand over his face, his chest heaving as he sucked in several deep breaths. “No one’s ever fucked my mouth like you just did.”

The rasp in his voice made my spent dick jerk, although I knew I’d need a recovery period to get fully hard again. Damn, why was he so fucking sexy, all dark, tousled hair and heavy-lidded eyes, sprawled out on my bed?

I glanced behind me. Oh yeah, and his dick was begging for attention, all hard and leaking. My mouth watered.

“Give me two minutes, and you can do that to me,” I panted, still struggling to get air into my lungs.

His hazel eyes flashed with heat. “You gonna let me fuck your mouth, baby?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t care that it was only the second time I’d ever sucked a dick. I now knew first-hand just how good it felt to fuck the mouth of someone you were very fucking attracted to, even if you violently hated them at the same time.

It seemed like time passed in a flash before I was on my knees on the floor, just the way Lincoln apparently liked me, and my mouth was wide open, taking in his massive erection. I did my best to breathe through my nose as he fucked my mouth, tears running down my face as I let him use me as his personal cumdump. He was so fucking big, and I was so full, and all I could do was kneel there and take it until he gasped, his hips stuttering as he came down my throat. He was so deep, I couldn’t even taste his release.

“Shit.” He fell back onto my bed. “I’m dead.”

I gulped in several deep breaths, swiping at my eyes until I could see again. My dick was half-hard, and I wasn’t sure if that meant I was a masochist or something, but I decided to ignore it for now. There were more important things to talk about, like why had Lincoln been following me, and why had he attacked Kane?

Rising to my feet, I met his gaze.

“The fun’s over. I want answers.”

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DAN

Lincoln blinked up at me, his gaze all unfocused. I did that. I made him cum-drunk. He swiped his tongue across his lips, his gaze gradually clearing as he came back to full awareness. “You want answers? I want answers.”

“What answers?”

“Come here.” His hand reached out, and I climbed onto the bed, sliding up against his body. He wrapped his arm around me, tugging me into him, and like last time, I couldn’t be bothered to move, so I threw my arm across his chest, pressing my face into his throat. It was only natural to press a kiss against his warm skin, and when he stifled a sigh, my lips curved up.

“You’re such a cuddle slut.”

“Says the person clinging to me like a limpet.”

“Nope. Limpets are aquatic creatures. As you can clearly see, I am not an aquatic creature. I’m an extremely good-looking specimen of humanity with the best mouth in existence, and that makes you the luckiest man alive right now. You should play the lottery tonight before your luck runs out.”

He laughed. “Fuck off.”

Raising my head, I grinned down at my unfairly hot nemesis. “What answers do you want?”

“Hmm.” His fingers curled around my nape, pulling me down so he could brush his lips against mine. “How the fuck did you learn to deep-throat like that?”

“Not with anyone else,” I said quickly, because there was an edge of anger in his tone. “Yours is the only dick I’ve sucked.”

“Good.”

“Yeah, I bet you think it’s good, you jealous bastard. You should’ve seen your face when you saw me with Liana.”

“Fuck you. You were looking at me and Kimberly like you⁠—”

“There’s no you and Kimberly.” My fingers slid around his throat in warning. “Just like there’s no me and Liana. She’s a friend, and I was doing her a favour. I’ve never even done anything with her, not like you and Kimberly.”