Just a Bit Shameless (Straight Guys 8)

Dominic just looked at him for a while, his expression impossible to read in the dim light. “I’m glad it’s you, too.”

They stared at each other.

The silence stretched, and Sam’s heart started to pound.

It was becoming increasingly hard to ignore that he was in bed with an insanely attractive man, who was supposed to be his sugar daddy.

Whose cock he would get to suck.

Sam licked his lips.

“Fuck, I’m beat,” Dominic said, breaking the silence. “Let’s sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

Sam struggled to hide his disappointment. Obviously, he knew why Dominic was pretending to be tired: he wanted to put off the inevitable for as long as he could. If Dominic thought that Sam would appreciate it, he was wrong. What was the point in putting off what would happen anyway? The suspense would just make him more anxious.

That’s not the reason you don’t want to wait, his inner voice said snidely. You’re just dying to choke on his cock.

Sam scowled, his cheeks aflame. “Can I suck your cock before we go to sleep?”

Dominic’s body didn’t tense, exactly, but Sam felt something about him change. Dominic eyed him appraisingly.

“As a thank you for choosing me?” Sam added with a cheekiness he didn’t feel. “Nick, can I please give a goodnight kiss to your prick?”

Dominic laughed. “That was terrible. You’re a shameless little thing, aren’t you?”

Sam grinned. “Hey, I’m not little! I’m tall! I’m not much shorter than you.”

A small smirk curled Dominic’s sensual lips. “You’re like a baby deer, Red.” He rolled onto his back and raised his eyebrows, looking at Sam through heavy-lidded eyes, a picture of masculinity and indulgence. “If you think you can get me hard when I’m so tired, go ahead, Bambi.”

Sam looked at Dominic’s black boxers and swallowed nervously, knowing that Dominic’s disinterest had nothing to do with being tired. This was just work to him. He had no interest in Sam whatsoever.

“Second thoughts?”

“No,” Sam said, moving between the agent’s thick, muscular thighs. He leaned down and nuzzled the bulge under Dominic’s boxers. Dominic wasn’t hard, but the size of his cock still made Sam’s mouth water. Fuck, he wanted that in his mouth, wanted to feel it harden inside him—because of him. How long had it been since he sucked a cock that big? Too long.

Sam dragged his parted lips along the length of the cock before sucking the head through the fabric. Dominic inhaled sharply. Sam smiled, tugged the boxers down, and gave the head a small, kittenish lick before licking it from the base to the head. Dominic’s cock started hardening.

Pleased, Sam took the cock into his mouth, moaning a little when he felt it harden further. He started bobbing his head up and down the hardening length, swirling his tongue around it and humming happily as it became thicker and longer, stretching his lips to the limit. The taste, the stretch, the feel of the thick cock stroking the sensitive skin inside his mouth made him lightheaded.

The only thing that bothered him was how quiet Dominic was. Sam looked up and saw that Dominic had his eyes closed, his jaw set. The only visible sign that he was enjoying himself was the erection in Sam’s mouth.

Was he thinking about some woman?

The thought bothered Sam more than it probably should have, bothered him enough to pull off Dominic’s cock and say, “Look at me.”

Dominic opened his eyes, his expression hard to read as he watched Sam lick his cock slowly. Sam was half-afraid that Dominic’s erection would flag now that Dominic couldn’t pretend that he was getting a blowjob from a woman, but the cock remained hard and thick against Sam’s lips.

Looking Dominic in the eye, Sam smiled and licked the fat tip, the touch of his tongue teasing, barely there. He could feel Dominic’s thighs tense.

A large hand settled on top of Sam’s head. The touch was ever so gentle, Dominic’s fingers grazing his sensitive ear and then stroking his cheek. Sam shivered and turned his face to nuzzle Dominic’s palm. He noticed the shift in Dominic’s expression only because he was watching him closely.

Fondness.

Dominic liked him.

It made Sam giddy. He didn’t care that the sentiment was likely neither sexual nor romantic for Agent 11. The important thing was that it was genuine; at least Sam was pretty sure of it.

“You’re so damn young,” Dominic murmured, looking at Sam with a strange, fixed expression. “A baby.”

Sam licked the head of his cock. “Not that young,” he said with a smile, and took Dominic’s cock back into his mouth.

It wasn’t the finest blowjob he’d ever given, but it was probably the most enthusiastic. He knew he was sloppy, drooling all over Dominic’s cock, overzealous and eager to please, but he couldn’t help it. He’d always liked sucking cock, but he absolutely loved sucking Dominic’s, humming and moaning as he bobbed his head up and down, trying to take as much of the cock inside his mouth as he could.