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I hadn’t realized I did. “Then, fucking don’t touch yourself while saying words. Fucking hell, I’m throbbing in my sweats right now and I’m going to fucking come without even touching myself.”

The moan that escaped him at my unintentional words made me clench and dribble precome in my underwear. I arched my back and realized then I found myself prone on my bed without knowing how I moved into the position. The sensations runningthrough by body were as strong as I imagined they would be if I were being touched by him.

And then the most far-fetched, implausible, astonishing pick a damn adjective thing happened. His left hand pushed down the waistband of the tightest, sexiest boxer briefs I’d ever seen. I tried to stop myself from staring when he revealed the tip of his cock, flushed red and leaking, but couldn’t tear my gaze away, wanting more. Adding to the embarrassment, I whimpered when he freed himself, and moaned when the monstrous thing jumped up and slapped against his stomach.

For a long moment, I forgot the cornerstone of keeping myself alive and stared at him as he studied me.

“Breathe,cariño mío, breathe.”

His words, whispered and tender, were my absolute downfall. With a harsh inhale, I clawed at my tee, ripping it off my body and jammed down my sweats, revealing I wasn’t wearing any underwear along with the rest of my pale, naked form.

Connor’s breath hitched before he let out a long, shaky moan and said, “Fuck me. You’ve been holding out on me, Ol.”

“You should talk. Your dick is beautiful; long and…”

I bit my lip as I ogled him, unable to help my eyes from roaming his entire naked form, before my words stumbled out of my mouth, “The girth would be amazing stretching me wide?—”

“Ollie!”

I watched in awe as precome dribbled from his dick and my mouth watered as I imagined the flavor exploding on my tongue. Would he be salty, sweet, a mixture of both? Unable to stop myself, I licked my lips, pretending a drop had landed there and I could savor his desire for me.

“What are you thinking about?”

A moan escaped my throat as my imagination inundated my brain with detailed images of all the places I would touch, with both my hands and my lips.

“All the ways I would find to make you come and the flavor that would burst on my tongue before I swallowed you down, and above all, the ways I can pleasure you until you fall apart.”

His head bent back and he let out a groan, strangling the base of his cock as his balls looked as though they were ready for an intense release.

“Your voice, when you’re not turned on, is deadly. But now, seeing your body flushed with need and your beautiful cock weeping as you talk about all the ways you want to pleasure me, I’m both selfish for wanting your intense concentration centered on me and turned on because I knew you’d be selfless, even in bed.”

I huffed out a laugh. “I think you’re giving me too much credit here. With everything I want to do to you, I’m mindful of your pleasure, which drives me insane as I think about it. The sexiest thing I could ever see is you getting off from my touch. Your dick makes my mouth water and my hole flutter, anticipating how you’d stretch me open as you slide inside me. I’ve never even had anything inside me, but I’m drooling at the thought.”

Another dribble of precome and a deep groan made my breath catch, concentrating on his release, but I became distracted as his fingers spread liquid around, making his glorious cock glisten.

“I want to taste you. But not just milking your release with my mouth. I’ve researched sex a lot, it comes with my line of work, and I’ve always wanted to try something. Some people say it’s disgusting, but it’s a turn on when I think about it.”

“What?” Connor croaked.

“Rimming. Do you… would you let me?—”

“Holy shit,” his breath rushed out, before he whispered, “you want to?”

My eyes fluttered closed as I pictured Connor draped over the side of a bed, his head pillowed in his arms as I ran my hands along his strong, muscular back to his rounded ass. Kneeling behind him, my fingers would rub circles over his skin as he moaned in anticipation until I could stand it no longer and ran my tongue from his taint up and over his hole.

“Yes,” I hissed. “I want to explore every inch of your body, find all those places that light you up and repeat it over and over until your body gives in and you come down my throat, or on me, marking me. Fuck, if I could make you come, I could live off hearing you moan for the rest of my days.”

His back arched, and he hissed. “Fuck,cariño mío, Iamgoing to fucking come.”

“What do you like in bed? From your partner?” I asked.

He gasped. “I’m not picky. Whatever feels good.”

“So I’d start with your nipples, scraping them with my teeth until the swollen nubs stiffened before I sucked them into my mouth and flicked them with my tongue. I’d bite down your delectable abs and trace my tongue over the cut of your hips until they shot forward, letting me know your throbbing, leaking cock needs attention?—”

“Unnnggh, fuck… Ollie!”

Connor shouted and spurt over his hand, ropes of white milky come landing on his stomach and chest and I gasped in surprise, coughing on nothing as I watched the mesmerizing sight in front of me.