Mr Nice Guy (Suits & Sevens Book 3) by Isla Olsen

Author:Isla Olsen [Olsen, Isla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonwalker Press
Published: 2023-07-15T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

TANNER

The moment Deacon enters my penthouse on Sunday night, he’s on me, tugging my sweater over my head and roughly shoving me into the hallway wall before unfastening my jeans and shoving them down. My cock quickly grows hard in his hands and I let out a harsh gasp, my head falling back against the wall.

“What—what happened to just hanging out?” I somehow manage to ask.

“It’s been three days since I’ve had your ass and I need to be in you,” he says simply, before dropping to his knees and wrapping his lips around my dick.

Fucking hell. This definitely wasn’t what I was expecting after Deacon made such a point about this not just being about sex. It was something we stuck to over the weekend—for all the sexting we did, there were a bunch more random texts with little stories about Deacon’s family that I found very amusing—and I suppose I assumed the same would apply for tonight.

But I’m not complaining about this turn of events, that’s for sure. If Deacon wants to barge into my place and start sucking on my dick, I’m never going to turn that down.

I thread my hands through his hair and gently rock my hips, marveling at the way Deacon groans with eagerness as he takes me deeper into his mouth, as though my cock’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. And, fuck, it feels incredible. I swear, if they gave Olympic medals for blow jobs, this guy would be on top of the podium.

“Fuck, Deacon…Jesus.” The words fall from my lips in a strangled groan. If he keeps going like this, I’m going to shoot down his throat. I can already feel the orgasm approaching.

Perhaps sensing it as well, Deacon drags his lips away from my dick and gets to his feet.

I can’t help letting out a whimper of frustration at the loss of his mouth.

“Bedroom,” he says in a stern voice. “On the bed. On all fours.”

I just stare at him blankly for a moment, feeling a little dazed.

“Now, Tanner,” he growls.

Damn, he’s got his bossy pants on tonight. I like it.

Snapping out of my stupor, I quickly tug my jeans off the rest of the way and make my way to the bedroom, Deacon following after me. I can hear clothes falling to the floor behind me and, sure enough, when I get to my bedroom and glance behind me, I see Deacon is now completely naked. My eyes rake over his tan, muscular body, fixating on his thick, hard cock. A shiver of anticipation runs through me, and I feel my hole throbbing with the need to be filled.

I might not have been expecting sex tonight, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been absolutely fucking desperate to have this man inside me again since the moment he walked out my door on Thursday night.

He steps closer to me, right up in my space, and ducks his head. For a second, I think he’s going to kiss me and I’m torn between excitement and dread.

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