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“Tomorrow, I’ll order home security cameras. We’ll be smart about this and play by the rules, for now. The house is secure, and we have the rest of the evening alone. I’ll admit, I panicked, but I know you’re safe with me.”

I ran my hands through his hair and deepened the kiss, letting myself enjoy being in Graham’s arms. When he lifted my hoodie, giving him room to slide his hands underneath my sweats and boxer briefs to cup my ass, I pressed myself closer, loving his hard cock against my stomach. A thrill passed through me, knowing how much he wanted me.

Graham broke the kiss and before I blinked, he lifted the material off my torso before he threw it behind him. He slid a finger along the waistband of my tented sweats, causing me to suck in a sharp breath at the sensations of his warm, calloused fingers dancing close to the one place I needed him.

“Please,” I begged.

“What, sweetheart? How do you want me to take you apart tonight?”

“I…” My breath stuck in my chest, but I powered through it and said, “I want your shirt off, exposing your chest. Then your pants and boxer briefs around your thighs with your legs spread apart. And when you’re leaking precome, I want your hand gripping my hair, guiding your cock in my mouth and down my throat—”

His loud groan cut off the rest of my idea. Not wasting any time, he shrugged off his shirt and unbuckled the belt. I groaned as he shimmied the jeans past his taut ass and braced his legs apart.

I hadn’t remembered sinking to the floor, but when I became eye level with his leaking shaft, I moaned. My eyes raised to search his gaze, which flared silver when he noted my position. Without breaking contact, I planted my hands on his thighs and leaned forward, brushing my cheek against his hardness.

The desire for Graham to take his pleasure from me spurred my movements to reach for his hand and place it atop my head. I groaned as he tightened his fingers in my long strands, but sighed when he didn’t guide me to what I most wanted.

“Graham, please!”

“I’m not sure—”

Unable to wait another minute, one hand traveled up and gripped the base of his cock. I marveled at the sight of my skinny fingers wrapped around his girth. I stroked up once. Rewarded with a low moan rumbling through his body, I then encased the head of his cock with my mouth and sucked.

In my brief history on this planet, I’ve never sucked a dick before, although my filthy fantasies would lead you to believe otherwise. But feeling the weight on my tongue and the sensation it caused when it jerked in my mouth made me crave even more.

Not waiting for Graham’s direction, I tipped forward as my tongue darted back and forth along the underside of his veiny penis, my need to know how deep I could take him spurring me on. I closed my eyes, savoring the man who I wanted to spend an eternity with. I allowed myself to drown in the quick gasps of breath and the rumbled moans coming from deep in his chest, immersing myself in everything Graham.

When the head tickled the back of my throat, I relaxed and swallowed around him, causing two glorious things to happen.

His muscles clenched, which included his hand, and the pinch on my scalp from his fingers drew out a long groan from deep in my chest. And then his hips darted forward, pushing himself deeper down my throat.

When I blinked my eyes open, staring at his thighs and belly, taut and quivering, I drew my hand up his leg, past the cut of his hips, which were insane, and over his stomach and toward his pectoral. I reached his nipple, pinching one between my thumb and forefinger, which drew a sound so dirty, my cock jumped, wetting the front of my pants.

“Fuck, fuck, Neko! Neko… fuck!”

Not wanting to startle Graham but unable to stop myself from swallowing, I pulled back a few inches and then my throat constricted around him, causing another groan of pleasure. I kept my eyes open as I slid him from my mouth, shocked at how much of Graham I could take. When I reached the tip, another bead of liquid dripped onto my tongue. Spurred on by his excitement, I dove back in, gulping him down, a sudden hunger for him to spill down my throat.

My hands moved up and down his thighs as I devoured him, noting his scent growing stronger with each swallow. I cupped the back of his legs on my next stroke. I then remembered what I asked him and pulled off, staring at his adonis form.

He was perfection with his head thrown back, his abdominal muscles bulging, and the defined muscles of his thighs as he held himself up. Graham’s hand moved from my hair and linked with the other one behind his back, drawing a gasp from me when I traced over the bunching muscles of his biceps and forearms, marveling at the strength he held.

“Graham, love…”

The raspy sound caught us both by surprise, and with an ease I marveled at, he reached down and lifted me onto my feet and then into his arms. He encouraged me to wrap my legs around his waist, and I complied, although not finished with my mouth on his cock.

Without realizing his half-dressed state, Graham took a step toward the bed and tripped. I gasped, thinking we were about to hit the floor, when he flipped his body around and landed on the bed. He grunted when our chests collided and I assessed our situation.

By pure luck, I hadn’t kneed him in his beautiful dick. A tragedy avoided. My hands landed on the bed, so my pointy elbows weren’t near his ribs, and I searched his face.

“Are you okay?”

He shook his head against the quilted comforter and said, “I’m a menace.”

That shocked a laugh out of me. I leaned down to nuzzle his throat, savoring the spicy pepper scent centered under his Adam’s apple, making me moan.

“It’s more like I am. I asked you to partially undress, remember?”

His arms reached up and guided me onto his chest, burying his face in my hair, and chuckled.