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Uh, pretty sure this isn’t supposed to be turning me on, but tell that to my throbbing cock.

“You’d kill me?”

Blush shrugs. “If I had to.” He drags his fingers through his hair. “To be clear, I wouldn’t want to.”

“Good to know.”

“So if you’re not planning to kill me, could you sit down so I can finally choke on your dick?”

I flick the button of my jeans open. “Definitely not planning to kill you.”

I tug my jeans down, watching as Blush drops to his knees in front of me. I don’t bother to sit and he doesn’t ask me to as he runs his hands up my thighs.

“You’re so hot, Whisper.”

Carding my fingers through his hair, I ask, “Are you comfortable like this?”

He nods, murmuring “Gentleman” before he licks a stripe up my length.

Blush doesn’t hold back at all, sucking me straight into his hot mouth and down his throat. I throw my head back at the intense sensation, tangling my fingers in his hair. It’s as soft as it looks.

“Unf, you taste good,” Blush mumbles after he pulls back, then he sucks my balls into his mouth.

I hiss with pleasure, forcing my eyes open so I can see how he looks.

Fuck.

He’s beautiful.

And he’s damn good at sucking dick. At this pace, I won’t last long.

“Let off a little,” I say.

Blush flicks his gaze up to me, smiling as he shakes his head. “No. I want your cum.”

“Jesus.”

“So give it to me, Whisper. Choke me with it. I want it spilling out of my mouth because I can’t swallow it fast enough.”

I shake my head, inhaling and exhaling to slow things down a little, but it’s no use. Blush is intent on getting what he wants.

His hands slide up to my ass, squeezing and pulling the cheeks apart slightly. I spread my legs in encouragement, and he whispers “Good daddy” before tickling my rim with the tip of his finger.

“Fuck,” I moan. “Blush.”

“I know, baby.”

He digs his fingers into my hips and pumps his mouth over my dick until I’m panting and bracing for the release barreling through me. When it hits, I shout his name and melt into the side of the van, thrusting my hips.

Blush continues sucking me through it, making obscene noises and humming. I manage to look down at him as he lets some of my cum dribble from his lips. I grab his chin and bend forward to kiss him, to taste myself on him, and he kisses me back with a desperate hunger I’m not sure I could ever get enough of.

“Get your clothes off,” I mumble before biting his bottom lip.

We’re interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. He slumps.

“Fuck.”

I watch as he digs his phone out of his pocket and answers. “What’s going on?”