Page 16 of Overtime Goal (Buffalo Warriors Hockey #4)

I gave him what I hoped was an encouraging hum, and when he lowered his head and flicked out his tongue, the contact sent a jolt of excitement through me. I arched up off the mattress. “Christ! Fuck, Ade.”

He shot me a grin. “Tastes about like mine. Um… I…”

“Ade?” I waited for him to meet my gaze before I continued. “I’m so excited about this, but I know it’s your first time. Giving a blow job can be a big deal, especially when you aren’t used to it. If it’s too much, I’ll understand.”

“Thank you. I want to do this for you so bad though. But I promise to let you know if it’s overwhelming.” He lowered his gaze to my cock, which immediately jerked.

I chuckled. “See? He’s excited too.”

“Me too. Here we go.” Looking a little uncertain, Ade lowered his head again, took the tip into his mouth, and sucked it.

“Shit!” I’d arched off the bed again, so close to coming that I dug my nails into my side to stop it.

He pulled off. “Am I doing it right?”

“What do you think? I was almost a one-suck puck.”

He laughed, and his shoulders relaxed. “That’s the weirdest saying I’ve ever heard. But seriously? Making you feel good is the most important thing to me.”

I combed my fingers through his hair. “You’ve already made me feel like a king. It won’t take me long to come, but I’ll warn you in case you want to pull off.”

He nodded. “Okay. Can I start?”

“Go for it. I’m so ready.”

He sucked the head back in and eased lower, inch by inch, until about half of me had disappeared into his mouth. His lips were soft, and the suction made my legs twitch. As my balls started tingling, I clenched the sheet and looked down.

Holy fucking shit. His cheeks were flushed, and he was working my cock like he’d been doing it forever. Sucking a dick was something he probably never imagined doing, but he was putting everything he had into it because he wanted to please me. My chest ached in the best way.

When he’d taken about two-thirds of me inside, he started moving with more confidence, bobbing his head and sucking like a pro.

His tongue zigzagged along the underside of my shaft, and a loud, ragged groan broke out of me.

He was so fucking good. It had taken me ages to figure out how to use my tongue like that.

“Jesus, Ade…” My voice cracked. “You sure you’ve never done this before?”

He chuckled around my cock, and the vibration made my toes curl. When he tried to take more, he gagged, sputtering as he pulled off. His sheepish look was cute with his watery eyes and shiny mouth. “Sorry,” he said. “Need a sec to breathe.”

“Did I hit your throat?”

He coughed and waved a hand. “Nah. Too much spit and swallowed wrong.”

I sat up on my elbows. “We don’t have to keep going if?—”

“No.” His low voice sent a thrill up my spine. “I love the way you feel in my mouth. Swear to God, I can taste how excited you are.”

He grinned again, lopsided and cocky, and fuck if I didn’t love him even more than I had. I was eager to get on with it because my dick was throbbing so hard it almost hurt, so I asked, “Ready for more then?”

“Fuck yeah.” He dove back down and took me in again.

This time, I couldn’t stay quiet, and sounds I didn’t recognize came out of me. Riles had a hand around the base of my cock, jerking me in time with the pull of his mouth.

“Yes!” I called out, suddenly transformed from the experienced one into a beggar. “Don’t fucking stop. Shit, please don’t fucking stop.”

He glanced up and gave me an eye-smile, but there was nothing funny about this. Since I started having sex with guys in college, no one had ever blown me like this before.

“Suck it, babe. Just like that.” I gasped and panted while I tried not to fall apart too soon. “You’re my cock slut now. Best ever.”

He moaned, low and hungry, and I felt it in my spine.

“Goddamn,” I croaked. “You’re gonna make me come so fast. Gonna shoot so hard.”

He looked up again without pulling off, and our gazes locked as he kept working me. He was going slower now, teasing me. My body shook.

Humming again, he took me deep, sucking so hard I nearly levitated off the bed. His tongue swirled along my shaft, making me see stars.

Fuck yes. He’s doing this for me. His first time, and he’s tearing me apart with it.

When he sped up again, my hips really did lift off the bed as instinct took over. It took all the strength I had not to thrust into his mouth. “Jesus, Ade,” I whispered. “Nobody ever… like this.”

The tingling in my balls ignited. Heat raced up my spine, crackling through every nerve like a burning fuse toward dynamite. I was mere seconds from blowing.

But it wasn’t the suction or the slide of his tongue that pushed me over; it was the look on his face when I glanced down again. He was focused and hungry, sucking me like it was all he wanted to do for the rest of his life.

“Fuck, Ade. Gonna come.”

But instead of pulling off, he sucked harder.

“Now!” The first blast was so intense it ripped a strangled groan out of me.

I reared up off the bed, and when Ade’s lips slipped off my cock, the next rope of cum painted his cheek.

His eyes were as wide as moons, but he didn’t stop jerking me.

The next shot hit his mouth and dripped down his chin.

I fell back onto the bed as he worked me through it, milking out the last drops with slow strokes and licking them off the head.

“Fuck,” he said, grinning as he wiped his face with the sheet. He kissed my cock and balls, then slid up my body and braced himself over me.

I couldn’t speak. Hell, I could barely breathe.

“Was that good enough?” he whispered.

Before I found my voice, I had to swallow twice. “Holy God. Best fucking blow job of my life.”

The relief on his face stole my breath.

“I wanted to take it all in my mouth,” he said, “but there was so much. I swallowed the first couple of shots though.” Then he kissed me, and when he pushed his tongue into my mouth, I tasted myself. Riles was a sex god.

We stared into each other’s eyes when he pulled away. “You were perfect,” I said. “And for the record, you looked gorgeous with my cum all over your face.”

He snorted. “Have to admit, it felt kind of hot. Maybe I’ll let you do it again.”

“Anytime, babe. Just give the word.”

He gave me another kiss, then sat back on my thighs. His eyes were glittering with leftover mischief. “Gotta take care of something. You can watch.”

His cock was rock hard and leaking. He spat in his hand, wrapped it around himself, and started jerking so fast I felt it in my gut.

Wet, frantic sounds filled the room, and I watched in awe as he threw his head back.

He had his eyes closed, and his mouth hung open.

His moans were so filthy I wanted to drag him back down and suck him again.

“Logan… Fuck!” His voice broke on the word, and then he was coming in thick streaks across my stomach, hips jerking as he sobbed my name.

“Jesus,” I whispered when he was done. “So fucking hot.”

He grinned, trying to catch his breath. “Blowing you… got me so excited… I couldn’t help it.”

I took his hand and sucked the cum off his fingers, then licked the rest from his palm. Every guy liked seeing his cum appreciated, so I played with it in my mouth, slurping loudly, then letting him see it before I swallowed with a loud gulp.

“Fucking hell, Logan. You like my jizz?”

I nodded. “Delicious.”

He collapsed beside me with a satisfied groan. “Let me rest, and then I’ll get something to clean you up.”

“No need. I’m prepared.”

I leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed one of the cum towels I kept stashed underneath.

Riles cracked up. “That towel’s dry. You’ll have crusty jizz stuck in your belly hair.”

“Won’t be the first time.”

He laughed harder, and I couldn’t help but join in. “Want to spoon?” I asked as I tossed the towel aside.

“Oh yeah.” He looked at me through half-lidded eyes. “Will you be the big spoon?”

“Whatever you want, babe. Turn over.”

He rolled onto his side, and as I curled around him, I locked my arm across his chest, and he put a hand on mine. We fit like warm, sticky puzzle pieces, perfectly tangled together. As he let out a long sigh, I buried my face in his hair and breathed him in.

“Logan?”

“Mm?”

“You know how you were talking? Dirty and calling me…”

“Yeah?” I held my breath, hoping I hadn’t offended him.

“I liked it.” He squeezed my hand. “It was super-hot. I hope you’ll do it again.”

My heart kicked because I liked dirty talk too. “Shit. You really are my filthy cum slut.”

“Goddamn right.”

We hadn’t figured anything out yet, but this had already been so much more than I’d expected. I let myself hope that maybe, somehow, it could last.