Unwrapping the Truth by Victoria Denault

Author:Victoria Denault
Language: eng
Format: epub

CHAPTER 8

NOAH

He’s heavy and salty. His skin is soft and hot. I decide to just go for it, so in one fell swoop I touch my tongue to his tip, across his leaking slit, and then I simply slide him all the way into my mouth. Well, as far as I can go, which is about a little more than half. And then I gently suck as I pull back. He slips out of my mouth with a quiet, wet pop. And I go right back to it.

I like it. No. I fucking love it. Especially when, on my fourth pass, Luke hisses out a “Baby” and twists my hair in his needy fingers. That’s when I dare to look up. His head is tipped back and his mouth is open and the want on his handsome face has softened his sharp features. He looks younger and vulnerable and needy. And it’s because of me and I swear to god that makes me so hot I might die. I grab his shaft at the base and take him deeper into my mouth and now his thighs tremble. “Noah, baby, I’m going to... if you don’t want⁠—”

I release him, but only long enough to respond with, “I want.”

And then I wrap my lips around him again and suck. His fingers tug my hair and before his body even tenses I feel the first spurt hit my tongue. It’s a lot, and the flavor is intense but not in a bad way. None of this is bad. It’s all a dream come true. Literally. Luke steps back and stumbles, his ass landing on the mattress.

I wipe my mouth and grin. Because this is crazy and overwhelming but I’m not feeling crazy or overwhelmed. I feel… peace. Contentment. And like if I don’t come I’ll fucking die. My hand moves into my pajamas. But Luke slides off the bed and grabs my forearm, pulling my hand away. He kisses me, his tongue sweeping into my mouth possessively. I know he can taste himself and I groan at the thought.

“Shut up,” Luke hisses but he’s smiling against my mouth. “I’m not going to give you head unless you promise to be quiet. This is not the way your family needs to find out.”

“Right. Oops.” I smile but it drops when my honey brain finally focuses on the important part of that sentence. “Did you just offer to suck me off?”

“You got a better way to get rid of that monster erection tenting you pajamas?” he asks, all cocky and calm just like that college kid under the mistletoe in my dining room.

I smile and he winks and pushes me back onto the worn rug. I let him yank my pajamas down and move between my legs. And then his hand is around my cock and there’s nothing but the warm, wet heat of his mouth.

His mouth is greedy and rough and it’s the best fucking blow job of my life. And I watch the whole embarrassingly short moment with wide eyes.

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