Torn Apart (Torn and Bound Duet 1)

So, instead, I spur him on, my hand skating down his front, until I get to the bulge beneath his pants. I squeeze it gently, waiting to see how he’ll react. When he groans into my mouth, deepening the kiss, I dip my hand into his pants and wrap my fingers around his hard shaft.

His strong lips caress mine, and I stroke his dick, using the beads of precum to create fiction. I push his pants down slightly, and then I do something bold.

I break our kiss and drop to my knees, my eyes rising to meet Brayden’s smoldering gaze. “I’m going to taste you,” I warn him, just in case he wants this to stop now. When his eyes roll back and his fingers thread through the back of my hair, I take that as my cue to continue.

With my fingers wrapped around his dick, I lick the swollen head, tasting the saltiness of his precum as it seeps out of his slit, and then lick my way down his entire length until I get to his ballsac.

“Jesus, Drew,” Brayden groans. “You’re a fucking tease.”

His words make me feel powerful. Like I’m in charge of his pleasure.

Starting back at his head, I take him, inch by inch, into my mouth, not stopping until it taps the back of my throat. I gag slightly and glance up to find Brayden’s eyes locked on me.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “That feels so fucking good.”

With his fingers intertwined in my hair, he pulls my head back slightly, then pushes me back onto his dick, showing me how he likes it. He does this several times before I take over, fucking him with my mouth. In and out. In and out.

All too soon, Brayden’s dick swells inside of my mouth. He tries to pull me off of him, but I’m not a damn quitter. I grab ahold of the back of his legs and take him in as far as I can go. Jets of cum shoot down my throat. It’s thick and salty and I damn near choke, but I don’t stop. I suck and swallow, taking every last drop, until his dick goes flaccid in my mouth. And then I release him and stand, my eyes meeting his. Refusing to regret what we just did.

“Holy fucking shit,” he mutters, out of breath, backing up and stuffing his dick back into his pants. I expect him to run, but instead he drops onto my couch and scrubs his face with his hands. “Fuck,” he murmurs. “I can’t believe that shit just happened.”

“Why?” I ask, flinching at his choice of words, scared I fucked up. I might’ve been letting my heart guide me, but what if he was guided by his dick, and now that it’s been drained, he’s thinking clearly. I’m not sure how I’ll handle it if he pushes me away. I’ve gone too long without him, and now that I have him back, I can’t lose him again. I won’t lose him again.

He lifts his face, which is filled with anguish. “Because I’m with Mia.”

Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Mia. I was so lost in Brayden, I wasn’t even thinking about anyone but the two of us. Wait…

“You two are together?”

“We haven’t had the talk or anything, but we’ve been hanging out a lot. Why?”

I think back to the few times I’ve run into Ashton this week. The way he and Mia were cuddled on the couch. They’ve always been close, but this last week it seemed like more, like they were…

“I thought they were finally together.” I don’t have to say who they is for Brayden to know who I’m talking about.

Brayden raises a single brow. “Ashton and Mia are only…” And then, as if it’s suddenly clicked, his eyes bulge and he changes directions. “Is that who you fucked around with? Ashton?”

When I don’t say anything, he laughs humorlessly. “Fucking A. That little fucker. He’s not only going after Mia but you too.”

“It was just a one-time thing.”

He stands. “Yeah, and so was this.”

He stalks out of the door and slams it behind him. I consider going after him, but I pussy out, worried he’ll push me away. Instead, I jump into the shower to rinse the night off me. As I let the hot water rain down on me, the events of tonight come back to me. Brayden kissing me. The sweet and bitter taste of his tongue mixed with mine.

I grip my shaft and tightly wind my fingers around it, stroking and pumping it, remembering the way Brayden’s dick felt in my mouth, full and thick, slightly veiny. What would it feel like to have him return the favor? To have his mouth on my dick? Or better yet, what would it feel like to fuck him? To push my dick through his tight ass and claim him?