Crossing Borders (Blackbridge Security 10) - Page 43

“Goddamn it,” I hiss.

He smiles around my finger, drawing it in twice more before letting it pop free.

His tongue snakes out, just the very tip of it, lashing at my cockhead. My eyes want to close, but I refuse to let them. I need the sight of him on his knees with my dick in his mouth burned into my fucking brain for eternity.

He takes me in, and I have to stare up at the ceiling to keep from losing my mind.

He groans around me as if he’s enjoying this as much as I am.

My fingers tangle in his hair, and I fight not to shove my dick all the way down his throat.

“Archer, fuck,” I grunt, my hips jerking forward.

Instead of shifting back, the man leans forward, his own hands clutching at the backs of my thighs as if he wants more.

“I’m gonna—”

“Not yet, you aren’t,” he says, pulling free and letting my cock just swing between my legs.

He chuckles when my fingers tighten in his hair for the briefest of seconds.

“Do you think I’ve spent two months dreaming of this, only for it to end so quickly?”

I take a deep breath, fixated on his swollen, spit-wet lips.

“Okay,” I agree quickly. “But just know, the longer you take, the longer before I return the favor.”

His eyes widen. “You’re going to—”

“Say thank you for the best blow job I’ve ever gotten? Abso-fucking-lutely.”

It takes less than a minute for the man to suck the cum from my balls and swallow. That’s how eager Archer is for my mouth to be on him.

I groan and shake, struggling to stay on my feet, and when he stands, I don’t hesitate to draw his mouth back to mine.

He moans as our tongues twist.

“Do you have any fucking clue how sexy those noises are?”

“You should hear what I sound like when I come.”

I smile at his challenge, but my fingers work open his jeans, shoving them down quickly along with his briefs.

“Keep in mind, I’ve never done this,” I say as I shove against his chest, forcing him onto his back on the bed.

“A warning that you’re going to be awful at it?” he asks, as I tug off his boots and pull his clothes completely off.

“A request that you don’t choke me just because you can.”

He gives me a slow devious smile, his fingers gripping the comforter as if he wants to grab his dick and is having a hard time resisting.

“I won’t,” he promises, his eyes going a little unfocused as I climb on the bed at his feet and run my hand up his leg.

I touched the man’s shoulders and his chest in the sauna, but I’ve never done this. You’d think I’d be hesitant, a little worried to trace my fingers up his thighs and brush the dark manicured thatch of hair at the base of him.

“I didn’t plan this. I would’ve shaved—”

I press my nose there, breathing in the masculine scent of him.

“Shut up, Archer.”

He chuckles, and that turns into that groan I love so fucking much when I run closed lips up the side of his shaft.

“You’ve never done this? Are you sure? Fuck.”

His head arches back, pressing further into the pillow.

“Am I doing it wrong?” I whisper against his cock.

He shakes his head, a violent movement back and forth on the bed as his hand lifts from the bed. Instead of reaching for me, he drops it back down to the mattress, his fingers once again tangling in the comforter.

That just won’t do, so I lift his hand, placing it at the nape of my neck.

“In case you need me to stop,” I say.

“Not a fucking chance,” he says, rolling his neck so he can look down at me. “Taste me.”

I want to keep my eyes locked on him, but I also have to keep track of what I’m doing. I watch the tip of him get closer and closer to my lips, the bead of arousal glistening on his tip, and then I do just as he’s asked. I snake my tongue out and swipe it at that drop, letting the perfection of him wake every single taste bud in my mouth.

“Shouldn’t have made fun of you blowing too fast,” he complains, his hips shifting a little. “Not going to last long.”

“Maybe you’ll do better next time,” I say as I lean even closer.

“Next tim—Oh fuck!”

The second I wrap my lips around him, that hand on my neck grips. His body jolts, sending his cock deeper, and doing exactly what I asked him not to do.

I gag and sputter, but the wildness in his eyes when he apologizes makes my own spent cock wake up again and take notice.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Fuck no,” he says, his hips lifting once again, his cock seeking my mouth.

“Control yourself.”

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