Page 90 of Cream & Sugar

Wow. He’s full of surprises! He’s also panting, his thick body limp and exhausted. As much as I’d love to feel his mouth around me, I don’t want to push him too far too soon. “You’ve given me more than enough tonight, handsome,” I say. “Plus, you look spent.”

He blushes. “I guess, but it doesn’t seem fair.”

“Hmm.” An idea sparks in my mind. “Well, I can take care of myself. Question is, do you want to help?”

“Help?” Shaun turns to me, his brow creased. I waggle my eyebrows and watch as the penny drops and Shaun’s eyes flare with excitement. “Yes! Ahem, I mean, sure. What should I do?

My dick twitches in anticipation. I bring my hand up to his jaw and trace my thumb down from his chin, through the coarse hairs of his beard, to his Adam’s apple.

“Nothing. Just sit back, relax and enjoy the show.”

In one smooth movement, I push myself off the sofa and swing one leg over Shaun’s body so I’m straddling him again. Grabbing my cock with one hand, I use the other for balance as I swoop in and kiss him. One brush from his pillowy lips is all it takes to get my blood going again.

I sit up straight, propping myself up on my knees so Shaun can see all of me. Holding his gaze, I start working my cock. Ever the showoff, I roll my body in time with each stroke, thrusting from the hip and giving Shaun a view he’ll hopefully never forget. He looks like he can’t quite believe this is real, his mouth hanging open in a small “o” as he stares up at me. He looks fucking incredible between my legs, skin flush with the afterglow. A breathy moan passes my lips and my dick pulses.

Fuck, this isn’t gonna take long.

“How do you like the view?” I ask him.

Shaun gives the tiniest shake of the head. “I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful in my life.”

My jaw drops and my hand slows.

“For real?” I ask.

He blinks and smiles sheepishly. “I think you’re perfect, Freddie Young.”

Desire ricochets around my body like a thousand tiny pinballs. This man, this unbelievably sexy, clever, gorgeous man thinksI’mperfect? Thank fuck! Because it means I get to say:

“Right back at you, Shaun Harrison. You’re fucking perfect too.”

Shaun’s adorable face beams up at me, and without speaking, I think we both know each of us has been waiting to hear that for a long time. I speed up my strokes and gasp as the pinballs pop, like tiny bursts of electricity. Fuck, I’m falling for him harder by the minute, and it’s driving me crazy.

“Ahh,”I moan, as my hand pumps even faster, practically of its own accord. “Oh Shaun,” my voice comes out low and sultry, “fuck, you’re sexy!”

I change up my speed, my technique, teasing out the feeling as long as I can, but Shaun’s gorgeous eyes are sending me to the moon. I can’t hold on.

“Okay—ahh—I’m… almost…”

“Freddie.” Shaun puts his hand over mine, stopping its movement. The lust in his eyes blossoms into hunger as he takes my hand away, then places both his palms on my butt. “Let me.”

“Let you—whoa!”

He pulls me closer, and I pitch forward as he guides my cock straight towards his open—

Oh shitting fucking hell!

Shaun’s taking me in his fuckingmouth.Of all the things, I did not think—

Ahh!

My whole body surges as his head moves up and down, blowing me like there’s no tomorrow. I gasp and moan as I watch Shaun devour my cock. He stares up at me, eyes brimming with desire. Shit, how is he so good at this? His mouth is so warm, sowet. I whimper as his tongue worships my dick like it’s a fucking deity.

“Shaun… amazing… fuck!” is all I can say. Frankly, even that’s impressive given the state I’m in.

I thread one hand through his hair, bracing myself on the broad muscle of his shoulder with the other. There’s no holding back. It feels too good.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna…ahh!”