Okay. Damn. He was going to want one of these every day for the rest of his life.
She moved her tongue over the head of his cock, staring up at him. Yes. More of that. She dropped her gaze back to his shaft.
“Eyes on mine,” he commanded.
Surprise filled her face, but she raised her gaze to his.
“Lick the end of my dick again. Fuck. Yes. Princess, your mouth is incredible.”
Happiness filled her face and she started bobbing her head up and down his shaft, sucking strongly. Her gaze remained caught on his. It seemed to increase his pleasure. His need for her. Reaching down, he lightly fingered his balls.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
With a shout, he erupted in her mouth, shooting his load down her throat. Christ. Fuck.
“That felt so fucking good,” he groaned.
“Hell!”
Wolfe glanced over to see Aleki was finishing himself off with his hand. Shit. He had completely forgotten he was in the room. That was the first time that had happened. That he hadn’t been completely aware of his surroundings. Then again, it wasn’t like he saw Aleki as a threat so he could afford to relax. Slightly.
But fuck, her mouth had the power to make him stop thinking.
She wiped delicately at her mouth as she glanced up at Aleki with a blush. Why did he feel so damn possessive right now? Like he’d somehow claimed her as his? They hadn’t had sex. But he’d come inside her. Hmm, maybe next time he’d like to come on her. Cover her breasts with his release.
His dick actually twitched at that thought. Honestly, what was wrong with the thing?
“It really felt good?” she asked in a raspy voice.
“Hell yeah. You all right? Was I too rough?” Another thought occurred to him. “Did you not want to swallow?”
“You’re meant to ask that before you blow your load in her mouth, man,” Aleki told him as he walked past Caleb, who was just exiting the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Aleki entered the bathroom and they heard water running.
He hadn’t thought about that. He gazed down at her. “Too late now.”
“It’s all right,” she told him. “I wanted to. I would have pulled back if I hadn’t.”
“You’re always going to swallow for me, aren’t you, princess?” he said in a low, demanding voice.
“Yes,” she replied, staring up at him with wide eyes.
“That’s my good girl.”
A shiver ran across her skin. He’d noticed her reaction when Caleb said those words to her.
“Bedtime,” Caleb told them. “She’s exhausted.”
Wolfe nodded. It was way past her bedtime. He stood then held out his hand to help her up. She stared at his hand with a dazed expression then slipped her hand into his. He helped her stand, holding her steady. She turned and half-stumbled her way towards Caleb who helped her into bed.
Wolfe pulled on his boxers and pants.
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“You staying?” Caleb asked.
Wolfe looked over at Caleb who was climbing into bed. Genevieve lay in the middle of the bed, watching him with sleepy eyes.
Could he stay? Should he?