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This was usually when doubt crept in.

I’d been in this position many times. Too many times, probably. A hot younger man at my feet licking my cock like a fucking lollipop while thinking of all the things a good blowjob might earn him. Access to my money, my connections, or even free booze at the club.

This was different. I didn’t have anything Johnny wanted. He had money in the bank and a slew of admirers and opportunists who wanted a piece of him. I doubted he had to pay for drinks or entry to any club in LA anymore. We were light years apart, but we were on equal footing.

And his mouth was all over me…sucking and licking me to oblivion because he wanted it…maybe even needed it.

He sat on his heels and gazed up at me, pumping my cock languidly. “Anyone ever tell you that you have a gorgeous dick?”

I chuckled. “All the time. It’s a curse.”

His saliva-slicked, swollen lips curled in a devilish grin. “I bet. You’re thick. And your balls are—”

“Enough.” I tugged his hair. “No talking. Suck.”

“Mmm. Yeah.”

Johnny’s eyes glazed over as he trembled like a leaf. Then he nodded obediently and got back to work…with gusto. He bobbed his head over my cock double time, fondling my balls and massaging the sensitive skin behind my sac while stroking himself. I wished I had a better view of his technique, but that was a passing thought. My senses were on overload, and the tingle of pleasure at the base of my spine warned me I was close.

I tightened my hold on his hair and let my hips fly. Johnny hummed around my shaft, sucking harder, moving his fingers along my crease and—

“Fuck, I’m gonna shoot,” I roared.

I let go of his hair, thinking he’d pull away. He didn’t. He swallowed every last drop, milking me dry before glancing up to be sure he had my attention. I grinned when he licked cum from the corner of his mouth.

“You like?” he asked as he stroked himself.

“Yeah. I like. Come for me.”

He did. “Ungh!”

Jizz spurted over his fingers and onto his stomach. His chest heaved as if he’d just finished a marathon. I waited till my breathing returned to normal and extended my hand.

My mind buzzed with a few variations of how this could go. None of them were great. Johnny was my ex-boyfriend’s friend and bandmate. That wasn’t okay…or was it? Tegan was happily married to a man I suspected had always been the love of his life. He wouldn’t care. But maybe there was a decency rule or something.

I didn’t know. I braced myself for an uncomfortable aftermath when Johnny stood. He reached for his discarded T-shirt and wiped his hands. Then he met my gaze…and laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

Johnny’s grin widened. “Everything. You. Me. What the fuck did we just do? I don’t know, but I want to do it again. That was hot.”

Okay. I didn’t expect that.

“So, you’re not freaking out?”

“Why would I?” He held his shirt out. “Need this?”

“No, I think you took care of me.”

He barked a laugh. “I did indeed.”

Johnny dropped his shirt onto the floor again and scooped up his sweats and boxers. I redressed methodically, stealing glimpses as he pulled his clothes on. He wiggled his ass and snapped the elastic with a flourish before flashing a wicked smile. The kind that told me he was very aware of my scrutiny. And he liked it.

I pulled my belt through the loop and stepped into my shoes. “Um, well…I should go.”

“Or you could stay and have a beer. Like I said, I’ve got a fully stocked fridge.”

“No, thanks. Next time,” I replied unthinking.

Johnny nodded emphatically. “There should definitely be a next time.”

“Really?” I raked my fingers through my hair, feeling almost…nervous. “I mean, I’m glad you’re fine with it, but—”

“But you’re not,” he finished for me. “That’s okay. We don’t have to do it again if it weirds you out.”

“Weirds me out?” I repeated.

He ignored me and continued conversationally. “Too bad, though. I never ever in a million years thought I had a daddy kink, but when you got all serious and told me to suck, not talk…I nearly blew my load right then and there.”

“Uh…”

“No joke. I hate being told what to do. Nothing gets under my skin faster than a dickweed with an authoritarian complex. But I was more than okay with you calling the shots. It’s got to be a tweak in my psyche. I should probably mention it to my therapist.”

I furrowed my brow and huffed. “Excuse me?”

“Could be too much information. Who knows? I’m getting hard just thinking about it, though.” He pointed at his crotch in amazement.

Sure enough, he had a semi.

I lifted my brows. “It was hot. No regrets, but—”

“Nope. Don’t say anything. It’s cool with me either way.”



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