I arched into his touch harder, then sucked in a loud breath when he dropped to his knees. Eyes still locked on mine, he pulled me out and gripped the base of my cock. My mouth opened for words, but nothing came out. I’d sucked Ramsey’s dick as often as I got the chance, but hadn’t gotten the same in return. I didn’t press it, wanted him to go at his own pace, and if it wasn’t his thing, that was cool too.
But now he’d caught me completely off guard.
“Wow.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “Good to know I can shut you up by putting your cock in my mouth too.”
I nodded mutely on another deep inhale and sank my fingers into his hair as he edged forward slowly. His tongue flicked out, dipping into my slit a second before he wrapped his lips around my head.
Heat engulfed my body, concentrated heaviest on the seal of his lips. My grip on his hair tightened, and I had to fight the urge to thrust and choke him as every nerve ending in my body was bathed in pleasure. “Oh shit. Oh fuck.” I clamped down on my lower lip until it hurt, trying to keep myself under control.
Ramsey licked around my head and stroked my shaft. “Good?” The hint of tentativeness in his eyes made my stomach clench. That he wanted this to be good for me, to please me, made it all the more erotic.
I exhaled a shaky breath. “Very.”
“I’ve been paying attention when you go down on me, and thinking about what you like when I jerk you off, and—”
“Holy shit, I finally get how annoying it is when I talk too much. Shut the fuck up and get my cock back in your mouth.”
Ramsey’s eyes gleamed as he licked a hot stripe up the length of my cock and rubbed his lips over me. He was spot fucking on, though, because everything he was doing was driving me straight crazy.
“I swear to—” I lost the rest on a breathless grunt as he sucked me into the back of his throat. His eyes watered, and the cough as he choked and got ahold of himself almost undid me. I squirmed and clutched his head, probably too hard. “I’m about to lose it.”
Ramsey went to town then, working his own cock with one hand while he lapped and slurped at mine, making an ungodly sexy mess of it until my balls tightened. I barely hissed a warning out before he doubled down on the suction, his arm moving faster. My orgasm seared through me, spiking the backs of my eyelids with dancing pinpoints of lights as I blew my load down his throat. “Swallow it,” I whispered, another shudder of pleasure racking me when he complied with a hard bob of his throat. He exploded a second later, spattering the floor.
His fingers were still digging into my hips, slow to release, as I slid down the door and slumped beside him.
“Fuck,” I breathed out. Ramsey rested against me, his pulse still hammering where we touched. I ran my fingers lightly through his hair.
“It’s sweaty,” he said.
“I know. I was making sure I didn’t accidentally rip out a whole hank of it. Goddamn, that felt good.”
“I think I’m sitting in my own cum.”
“Lucky us, there’s plenty of cleaning supplies.”
Ramsey’s lazy chuckle ebbed, and he thunked his head against the door. “Shit. I can’t believe I just did that.”
I glanced over, a teasing retort dying on my lips when I saw his expression. “Hey.” I frowned. “Listen.”
He darted a look at me. “What? Did you hear something?”
“No.” I nudged his leg with mine. “That’s the point. Stop freaking out. No one’s around.”
“I wasn’t—”
“You were.”
He blew out a breath and laughed softly as he ran a hand through his hair. “Okay, maybe a little.”
“It’s fine. I promise. Trust me?”
His eyes met mine, and he was silent for a beat before speaking. “I do. Sometimes I don’t even know why, but I do.”
“Good.” I tugged the collar of my T-shirt straight and stood, extending a hand to him. “Are we still going to get something to eat, or was all that some kind of innuendo? Because I’m fucking starving now.”
He grasped my hand and let me tug him upright. “I could eat, yeah.”
“Despite the mouthful I just gave you?”
“Goddammit, Garrett.”
11
RAMSEY
I was really good at sucking cock.
I’d only blown him twice so far. Once at the practice facility, which had been dumb as hell, and I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I’d done it. Then again that same night when Garrett had come over. A couple of weeks later, I still couldn’t get the noises he made out of my head. I still felt the sting in my scalp, his pleasure and want for me, showing in the way he’d gripped my hair and spilled down my throat.