Off World by Stephanie Vaughan

Author:Stephanie Vaughan
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

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Luckily for Cal he had his face buried in Sarhaan’s chest, ready to attack the other side

when he dropped his bomb and committed emotional suicide. He didn’t have to look at

Sarhaan’s face and see the pity and disgust.

Cal knew he was a freak.

A freak and a disappointment, he’d wondered for a long time why his parents didn’t just

turn him in and be done with him. Didn’t want the scandal, he’d eventually decided.

Being an area Governor’s son had a couple of perks, it seemed. So he closed his eyes and

focused on the taste and smell and the feel of the man in his arms.

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Smooth, taut skin surrounded the tight little nub of flesh his lips and teeth worried. With

every flick of his tongue, Cal listened to the panting, took note of what caused a moan or

indrawn breath -- then did it again. He loved the feel of hard muscles beneath his hands

as he clutched Sarhaan’s thick torso, drowned in the musky scents of man.

It was exciting beyond anything he’d ever done, to touch Sarhaan, to feel his body react

and know that he was the one making Sarhaan respond. Making Sarhaan’s body arch and

writhe, hips flex and thrust blindly, making the hard bulge beneath his pants even harder.

Cal brought one hand down to shape and squeeze the straining cock behind the black,

stretchy fabric and Sarhaan’s freeform moans coalesced into words. “Oh, yeah. Do it.”

Looking up past Sarhaan’s half-reclined form to his face, stretched tight with restrained

passion, Cal licked his lips and smiled. “Do what?”

As if he needed to ask. As if Sarhaan wasn’t already putting gentle pressure on his

shoulders, pushing him down. “C’mon, baby. Suck it. Oh, yeah.”

The heartfelt groan was in response to Cal squeezing harder with his hand while he bit

and licked his way down Sarhaan’s torso. Feeling the controlled power beneath him,

dozens of frantic butterflies sprung up in Cal’s stomach. He’d only given two blowjobs in

his life -- one and a half, technically -- and he was completely unprepared.

What if he did it wrong? Sarhaan might be disgusted. Or, worse, laugh at him.

Impatient, already unhooking his own pants, Sarhaan didn’t look prepared to wait for Cal

to decide. Just got in there and freed himself, shoved his pants down, and Cal was

holding Sarhaan’s naked dick in his hands.

Backing off, settling on the floor between Sarhaan’s knees, Cal gazed up, rapt.

So pretty.

Cal hefted it in his hand, felt its weight and warmth, touched his tongue gingerly to its tip.

The groan and full-body shudder that ran through Sarhaan was his confirmation that he

was on the right track.

Emboldened, Cal gripped Sarhaan’s cock more firmly, pursed his lips a little and used

them to caress the tip of it. Moved his head and Sarhaan’s flesh in opposite circular

motions, flicking out his tongue intermittently to capture the salty liquid beginning to

seep out.

“Stop… oh, God… stop the torture. Suck me, dammit.”

Glancing up, Cal caught the flutter of Sarhaan’s eyelids, the white-knuckled grip Sarhaan

had on the sofa cushions, and a rush of power flooded Cal’s veins.

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