by Lila Rose
“Shit,” I hissed when his tongue swirled around the end. Then, when his wet, hot mouth slid along my shaft, I grunted through a moan. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the feelin’, relish in it, but there was no fuckin’ way I was missing out on seeing Maddox on his knees with my cock in his mouth.
Christ. I clenched my jaw when he tightened his lips down around the base and sucked all the way back up.
“Feels so fuckin’ good,” I told him, unable to hold those words back.
His hands landed on the backs of my thighs, where he held me steady as he sank his mouth up and down on my cock faster than before. Hell, my balls were already drawing up, until Maddox coaxed them back down with his hand.
All pain, all sting was gone and was replaced with pleasure. His mouth… holy fuck, I couldn’t believe it was his mouth on me. I had a guy, not just any guy, but Maddox, a friend, a brother, suckin’ me off.
Actually, he was givin’ me the best blow job I’d ever had. I wanted to marry his mouth.
“Fuck,” I grunted. I had to touch him. I placed my hands on the back of his head, gently rubbin’ his short hair, so close to blowin’. “Christ, I’m—you gotta back off,” I warned. He didn’t move. His eyes stayed on mine as his head bobbed up and down. His mouth slicker than before from all the saliva, making it impossible to hold off. “I’m, fuck, yes,” I hissed low as the first shot of cum erupted into his mouth. “Goddamn, take it all,” I ordered. He hummed, and more cum squirted into his mouth. The suction of Maddox swallowing as I came had me juicin’ even more.
I loosened my fierce grip of his head; I’d been holding him tighter as I’d pumped my hips forward until the last drop. “Jesus.” I sighed, then laughed. He drew out the dregs and then licked the tip one last time.
He bounded up to his feet. I only wished I could move, but it was as if he’d sucked all my energy out with my cum. If I could have, I would have then gone to bed, hopped in it and hugged him before I crashed.
That was until I saw how fuckin’ hard he was under his boxers.
It was my duty to fix it, even if I was dead on my feet. Drained, only for the better.
He grinned and flicked my nose. You’re good now.
Was he tryin’ to play it off as casual? Too bad I wouldn’t let him. “I fuckin’ am.” I placed my hands on his waist. “That was the best head I’ve ever fuckin’ had, and I look forward to seeing what else we can do together.”
His eyes widened a fraction more. He nodded, stepped away from my touch and went to his side of the bed. Only turning to sign. Grab the light, will you?
Grab the light? Like I didn’t see his hard-on tenting his boxers, like he thought I wouldn’t want anything to do with it…? Well, the bastard didn’t give the best fuckin’ head I’d ever had and not expect anything in return.
He lay on his back on the bed and pulled the sheet over him, closin’ his eyes. I tugged my boxers back up, flinchin’ as my waxed area pulled, and stomped my way to his side of the bed. Ignoring Vin’s glare for wakin’ him, I snagged the sheet in my fist. He must have felt the grip because his eyes opened when I shifted the sheet off him and roughly dragged his boxers down his legs.
What are you—
My hand came up and out to stop him. I barked, “Shut it.”
His lips twitched. His hands rested behind his head, and with his chin and eyes, he gestured down to his junk, as if to say, “Have at it.”
“Be ready for me to blow your mind,” I warned, glaring down at him. The prick shrugged. Reaching down, I squeezed his cheeks together so his lips puckered where I kissed him hard and pulled away to state, “Don’t be a cocky dick.”
He chuckled.
Blow my mind then.
“Fuckin’ fine.”
Right. I could do it. Just like suckin’ that banana one time, when I got caught and bit it off. Shit, I’d better not take a chunk out of Maddox’s dick.
Damn. I’d forgotten how fuckin’ sexy it was. Longer than mine, only slightly thinner, but he was trimmed nicely. I nodded. Enough admiring, it was time to get down to business.
Climbin’ on the bed, I got between his legs. It was a tight fit, with my width, but we made it work. Smiling, I glanced up at him. His jaw clenched, maybe from nerves or excitement, I didn’t know. Though, what I did know was there was no way I was runnin’ now.
Fuck what anyone else thought.
The man before me drove me crazy, and I wanted to know all there was about him in bed, what drove him crazy, what set him off, and what he enjoyed the most.
I scooted down a little and lay. I glided a hand up his thigh, and his body shivered. Wrappin’ my hand around his shaft, I tugged up and down. It was like jerkin’ myself off, only different. I knew what I liked. Would he like it also?
Never thought I’d find myself between Maddox’s legs with my hand surrounding his cock, but there I was, and hell, it was a moment in life I’d do again. I already knew that.
Lickin’ my lips, I moved up so my head was over his dick and then pulled his cock back so I could taste the end that was already leaking pre-cum. Holy shit, my gut dipped when I heard him suck in a sharp breath. I was nervous as fuck that I wouldn’t do any good, but I was aroused by havin’ his hard cock under me and about to be in my mouth.
I lapped at his tip a little more before securing my lips around the tip, and then slowly, I slid my mouth down along his cock while rubbin’ my tongue around it.
Maddox groaned from deep within his belly.
Fuck yes.
He liked that.
Glancing up as I dragged my mouth from him, I caught his hooded eyes on me. Feels so fuckin’ good. Seeing you there, havin’ you between my legs, I ain’t gonna last.
Takin’ my mouth from him, I said, “Then let me take you to the edge.”
Do it.
On one elbow, I went up higher and sucked him back into my mouth. I slid up and down faster on his cock and made sure to tease and taste more with my tongue. I cupped his balls and then jerked him off when my mouth was at the tip.
His back arched, the muscles in his neck tensing, and he gripped the sheet between two fists.
Down once again, with my hand drawin’ down his balls, I knew he was close. His hand let go of the sheet and came to the side of my face. Gently he touched there, only to then run his finger on the top of my lip.
Yeah, he liked what he saw. His cock in my mouth pleased him.
When he threw his head back into the pillow, I knew that was it. I got the first taste of his cum in my mouth. I drank it down. It was salty and thick, and somethin’ I didn’t mind at all. So when Maddox groaned deep and more burst into my mouth, I swallowed it all down, right until the end.
When I pulled away, I couldn’t help but chuckle. Maddox was breathin’ heavily, an arm flung over his eyes. So I tugged his boxers back up over him. As I did, he removed his arm and looked down at me. Gettin’ to my knees… fuck me, but I blushed again.
“Was it, Christ, okay?”
His jaw clenched before he sat, grabbed my wrist and forced me down to lay on top of him where his mouth took mine in a deep, heated kiss.
I was gonna take that as a yes.
Damn, I was good.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Beast
I woke on my side, warmth at my back and a hand in my boxers cuppin’ the base of my dick and balls. A grin spread over my face when the night before came back to me, and I knew the man at my back was the man I fuckin’ loved. How he was spoonin’ me with his hand in my boxers I didn’t know; we’d fallen asleep with me on my back and him on his, close to my side after another sinful make-out session.
Blinking my eyes open, I looked at the digital alarm clock on my bedside table and knew we wouldn’t have long before Nevaeh was awake.
Shit. A thought had the grin disappearing from my mouth.
What happened if when Jay woke, he freaked?
Honestly, I wasn’t sure my heart could take it, not after what I’d ex
perienced the previous night.
He wouldn’t freak, would he?
Just thinking it had me near panicking.
Maybe I needed to make a break for it before Jay woke, then at least it’d be me leaving the room first. Only before I got the chance to peel myself away from the warm body at my back, he stretched, and his grip tightened around my dick and balls, ripping a groan from me.
Fuck. I needed to get up before he fully woke. Slippin’ my hand under my boxers, I grabbed his hand to remove it when he squeezed. My eyes closed from the shot of pleasure that ran through my body.
Jay moved again, his body a little away from mine. With the hand securing my junk, he gently forced me back to lay flat, and on opening my eyes, I found him smiling down at me.
“Seems even in my sleep I know what I want.” He winked.
My heart jumped double time, so fast it hurt in my chest; it hurt because of those words, that smile, his warm eyes and Jay still in my bed, not freakin’ for a second, meant so goddamn much to me.
You good? I couldn’t help but ask.
His mouth tipped up even more. “Oh yeah.” His hand left my balls, only to wind around my dick and tug up and down. I clenched my jaw but kept my eyes on Jay. “And I’ll be even better soon.”
Nevaeh.
He glanced at the clock and nodded. “We’ll have to make it quick then, meaning both of us need to get off at the same time.”
How do you plan to do that?
He licked his lips and then bit his bottom one. “I’ve only just woke, so I’m leaving the planning up to you.”
Right then. I smirked and then lifted up, flipped him to his back and tugged the front of his boxers down as I straddled his thighs. His breathing had already picked up as his eyes hooded and lust rose between us. He watched me as I pulled the front of my boxers down before I took hold of him, guiding it up with one hand as I grabbed mine with the other and took it down to meet his. Then with one hand, I wrapped my fingers around both dicks and tugged once.
“Fuck,” I read on those fuckin’ sexy lips and watched him focus on our cocks in my hand.
Leaning down a fraction, I rested one hand at the side of his head. He looked up and grinned. “Now this is a good plan.”
Laughter escaped me, another shock to my system. Usually my bed partners knew I only wanted them for one thing and that was to fuck ’em. They hardly talked, never made me laugh or smile, and I knew why.
They weren’t Jay.
Even if I had’ve given them permission to talk freely or some shit, I never would’ve achieved a reaction like one Jay could bring from me.
Closing my eyes, I just wanted to feel, to remember in case it never lasted. I could be just an experiment for the man under me, and even if it killed me, I still wanted to get my fill of him, in case I never got a chance for it ever again.
His hands were on my thighs, his body wiggling under mine, which meant he was into it as much as I was. I slipped my hand up and felt both of us leaking, so I used the pre-cum for extra lube and ran it down over both our cocks.
Startled for a second when I felt his hand on my neck, I opened my eyes and looked down, meeting his gaze.
Fuck me.
Fuck yes.
He was into it. He was really fuckin’ into it. I’d dreamed of it, but never thought I’d see it.
With his eyes on me, all over me, us, his mouth parted just a little, and it showed all over him, every fuckin’ inch of him how much he liked it.
He looked back up, met my gaze, and I read there on his lips. “Fuckin’ love this.”
Jesus Christ.
His hand at the side of my neck squeezed and then tugged me down towards him. Our lips met, our heads turned and then our tongues tangled. We ate each other’s groan as I pumped my hand faster over the both of us. However, with both of us close, it became more awkward to pull, so I swiped my tongue over his one last time, before planting a kiss on his sealed lips and moved back. I wanted to see him come. I wanted to see our cum mixed together on his body.
Fuck, just thinkin’ it had my balls drawing up into my body.
“Shit, fuck. Gonna—” His hands landed on my thighs, his grip hard. He opened his mouth, what I could guess a groan or a grunt fallin’ from his lips as a shot of cum first coated his stomach. Seeing it, watchin’ him get pleasure from what I was doin’ had my own release firing up and out. I pumped my hand fast, right until the last drop came out. Jay’s stomach was covered in our combined cum, and I fuckin’ loved seein’ it.
It was then Vin stood, shook, and headed for the door. Nevaeh was awake.
Jay’s hand tapped my thigh. I glance back down to see a smiling man. “See, we had time. But you’re grabbing Nevaeh while I shower since it was my gut we came on.”
I was goddamn floored by how direct and easy he was bein’.
God, it made me love the fucker even more.
There was no way I could contain my smile of pure fuckin’ happiness. Bloody hell, even my stomach was stumbling over itself in glee. I climbed to the side, only to lean back over the bed and touch my mouth to Jay’s before pulling a bottom drawer open and draggin’ on some track pants.
You shower. I’ll quickly wash up, get Nevaeh, and put the coffee on. Know how much you’re a bitch without it. Seeing Jay laugh warmed me. If I had the time, I would have stayed in that spot and watched him. Instead, I grabbed some tissues on the bedside table and threw them at him before leavin’ the room.
After washing my hands and face, I went into Nevaeh’s room to see her gabbin’ with Vin, who was at the side of her crib. If I wasn’t already grinnin’, I would have from that sight.
She came straight up into my arms with her own smile. Vin followed us out of her room, through the living room and into the kitchen, goin’ right out the dog door off the back door via the kitchen.
I’d managed to get the coffee on, Nevaeh in her seat and her oatmeal warmin’ in the microwave before Jay made an appearance in the kitchen. My heart thumped in my chest when, without a care, he walked right in, kissed Nevaeh on the head, cooed at her about something and then came my way to kiss me on the lips before heading to the microwave after it beeped.
Motherfuckin’ hell.
How much more was the man going to shock me? I’d been thinkin’ he’d play it cool in the house, no PDA in front of Nevaeh or any for that matter unless in the bedroom.
I’d been so wrong.
He stopped right in front of me. “You good?” he asked, his brows dipping in confusion. Maybe because I was frozen in one spot and had been watchin’ him in… I didn’t know, probably, awe.
Nodding, I landed a hand on his waist and leaned in to kiss those lips I’d dreamed of many times. Yeah, all good. I’ll finish the coffee, feed your girl. I responded when he pulled back.
He winked. “Done. By the way, forgot to tell you. My ma is droppin’ in this morning. She called a friend in at the hotel so she had someone with her when Parker and Lan arrived to announce his death. But today she wants my help to organise a funeral.” I gave him a raised brow. “Yeah, I’ll do it. Help her, but she knows I won’t be there to attend it.”
Nodding, I asked, You want me to clear out?
He shook his head, his lips thinning. “No. You should be here when I tell her about us.”
I choked on the air I drew back too quickly into my lungs. My hands landed on the counter behind me while I coughed like a ninety-year-old smoker.
Jay patted my back a few times before he walked over and sat in front of Nevaeh, carefree, as fuckin’ if he hadn’t just blown my head off by tellin’ me he wanted to share with his mother, his bloody mother, about us.
What were we?
We were an us?
Since when?
I’d thought he was just experimenting.
Rubbin’ my chest, I made my way over to their side so he could see me. Are you shitting me?
His head cocked to the side before he smirked and spooned a mouthful of food into
Nevaeh’s mouth. Then he finally looked back up and said, “Nope.”
Wait. Hold up. What the—I shrugged—Hang on. Let me get this straight. You want to tell your mum what about us?
He chuckled. “I don’t just bang anyone and move on.”
I snorted.
He rolled his eyes. “Okay. I used to bang anyone and move on. Not with you.”
There went my heart again.
Fuckin. Boom.
What do you mean?
“Wow, and there I thought I was the slow one.” He chuckled, then said something to Nevaeh about how I was an idiot sometimes.
Rolling my eyes, I tapped the top of Nevaeh’s high chair with the back of my knuckle to grab his attention. Nevaeh thought it looked fun and decided to try it out herself, causing me to smile even when my insides were active with too many emotions.
Jay. I signed.
Scooping the last of the oatmeal into Nevaeh’s mouth, he stood with the bowl, leaned in and kissed his girl’s cheek and then straightened to face me. “We’re dating.”
My eyes widened as my head jerked back from the shock while a thrill shot through my body. We’re dating?
He smirked. “Yes.”
Dating. I repeated.
He laughed and nodded. “Fuck yeah.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Knife
Goddamn, he was cute when he was surprised. Bet he never thought I’d want to date. Actually, I hadn’t. It wasn’t until the previous night as we lay in bed driftin’ off to sleep that I realised I didn’t want what we were gettin’ into to be casual.
Fuck that.
The thought of walkin’ away, or having Maddox walk away, didn’t sit well deep inside of me. So much so it took me a while to find sleep, even after coming hard. I liked the way I woke in bed with him, with his junk in my hand, and then the way he dealt with both our morning woods… Christ, perfection.
I couldn’t deny the attraction between us. There was a fuckin’ heap of it.
But attraction wasn’t the only thing we had goin’. Since I’d opened my eyes to the possibilities, I’d had an inkling Maddox liked me a hella’va lot, maybe even loved me and had for a while. I should’a paid more attention to the little looks, but I hadn’t, too wrapped up in the club, drinkin’, and pussy.
