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Our tongues furiously tasted and tangled as he kept tugging and shifting at the same time until I was completely flat on my back, his weight pinning me down and our erections perfectly aligned.

I stopped myself from protesting when he released my cock, even though it was quickly replaced with the pressure of his own.

His fingers drove into the hair above my ears on both sides of my head, holding me there so he could take the kiss deeper.

I had never been kissed so completely, so thoroughly. Women’s kisses always seemed so tentative now that I knew how a man kissed.

Or at least the man currently in my bed.

It wasn’t better or worse, it was… different.

Good.

Satisfying.

Addicting.

I couldn’t get enough of it. The more intense the kiss became, the faster his hips pumped against me, pulling a groan from me.

Ronan, what are you doing to me?

What is this?

Why am I liking this? Wanting this with you?

Please help me understand.

Please. Because I don’t. I don’t understand any of this.

The more he thrust against me, the more I thrust back, the cotton of my boxer briefs brushing roughly across the sensitive skin of my cock and driving me to the edge even quicker.

When his hips hiccuped, Ronan shoved his face into my neck and he released a long, low groan as he pumped with excruciating slowness against me one more time and his back arched. A few seconds later, he shuddered and stilled.

Through the two layers of our underwear, I could feel his cock pulsing against mine as he finished spilling a warm wetness between us.

I almost came myself at the thought that Ronan just rubbed one out on me, using our cocks pressed together to do so.

Like the kiss, I wanted to be disgusted because, again, this wasn’t me. I wasn’t into this. I wasn’t into men.

I wasn’t.

This was a fluke. A dream.

Nowhere close to reality.

My pulse pounded in my throat as we remained in place, both of us still, the only noise in the room our rapid, ragged breathing. That was when I realized I was holding onto him by digging my fingers into his hips.

As if someone pushed his On button, Roe suddenly moved. But he didn’t roll off me, he didn’t jump from the bed, instead he slithered his way down my body, heated skin against skin, kissing my chest and stomach along his journey. When he reached the top of my underwear, he continued, pulling the damp cotton—from both his ejaculation and my own leaking precum—along with them, exposing my throbbing cock to the air and also to him.

But it was only exposed for a second because he immediately swallowed it almost to the root. To stifle my whimper, I jammed my fist between my teeth.

I threw my head back and sucked in a harsh breath at the pull of his mouth.

He was like a starving man and my cock was the first food he’d stumbled across.

He sucked and licked, tasted and traced with the tip of his tongue. His own saliva and my precum the lube as he pumped me within his fingers over and over.

My eyes rolled back and my hips rose each time he devoured me. I didn’t know how he wasn’t gagging with as deep as he swallowed me. Dahlia gagged only partially down.

I ripped that thought out of my head and tossed it away.

This wasn’t Dahlia.

This was Ronan.

This. Was. Roe.

Tracing his tongue down the thick ridge. Sliding it around the crown to lick off the precum. Kissing along the seam of my sac and then…

Further.

Sucking on the spot where my taint met my scrotum and then moving back up to take my balls into his warm, wet mouth.

“Fuck,” I breathed, fisting the sheet beneath me. “Fuck. Fuck, Roe. Fuuuuck.”

I was losing my mind. Seeing spots behind my closed eyelids.

I opened them and tilted my head to see what I was afraid to see.

Ronan’s dark head bobbing up and down my cock, expertly sucking me off.

Driving me to the edge of my consciousness.

Driving me to the edge of my sanity.

Driving me to the edge…

To the edge.

To…

My hips surged up and since he had a hold of my sac, the sharp pull kept me grounded, kept me from floating away. A tightness pulled at my groin. A pressure built in my balls.

And then... Like a geyser, I let loose.

Grabbing two handfuls of his hair, I was semi-aware I was most likely hurting him by ripping on his scalp, by shoving my cock deeper down this throat…

But I…

I…

I was done.

A cry bubbled from me when I spilled down the back of his throat. The pressure gone, the tightness gone.

He didn’t try to free himself or pull away. He swallowed every drop I gave him. His fingers tightened around my cock to milk it as I continued to come. He made sure to pull every drop from me with both his mouth and his hand.



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