Page 28 of The Substitute (New York Gods #4)

“It’s just…” He takes a deep breath and looks over my shoulder. “Yesterday was the first time someone saw me naked. It’s a bit…intimidating.”

Fucking Savage.

“You’re beautiful.” I kiss his lips, then his cheek, taste the edge of his jaw and his Adam’s apple. “We can go as slow as you want.” Inhaling at the base of his throat, I groan at the scent of him.

“I want this.” He cups my face. “I just don’t really know what I’m doing.”

“That’s okay. I’ll help you.”

I work my way down his body, kissing and biting his skin when I discover he likes it. His collarbone, pec, ribs, stomach, hip until I get to his cock.

I drop to my knees and lick a long line up his shaft.

“Oh, fucking shit!” Tobi yells, back arching. He grips my head in his hands. “Please do that again.”

“When you ask so nicely, how can I say no?” I nuzzle his balls for a second, then lick my way back up his cock. He lifts onto his toes, once again bowing his back, and his hips thrust forward on instinct.

Tobi is panting and leaking a mess that I’m happily lapping up. “Jesus, the way you leak is hot as fuck.”

“Please, please, please, please,” he begs as he trembles, so hard I’m concerned he might actually fall.

“Please what?”

“For fuck’s sake, suck me. Ple—”

His words cut off as I take him into my mouth and swallow around his head. Tobi gasps, and his grip on my head tightens until he’s holding just my hair.

“Oh fu-sh-ah!” His hips pull back and push forward until my nose touches his pelvis. “Come!”

This time, the thrust isn’t smooth, but jerks and stops as he fills my mouth with cum.

I groan around him, and he whines a high-pitched keening sound that will forever live in my memories.

Running my hands up his legs, around the backs of his thighs, and over his ass, he relaxes into my touch as his orgasm subsides.

He sighs and, as he starts to soften, slips from my mouth.

Tobi’s legs give out, and I catch him against me with a smile.

“Fuck, that was…” He glows a come drunk grin at me.

“Are you okay kissing me after?” Some people aren’t into tasting themselves, and that’s not something I want to learn the hard way.

“Yes, kiss me.”

I devour him, letting him taste my desperation, my desire for him, while he tastes himself on my tongue.

He shifts on my lap and rubs against my cock, forcing a moan from me. Tobi reaches for me, shoving at my pants.

“You don’t—”

“Let me, please?” So much earnestness shines in his eyes that I can’t deny him. I want nothing more in this moment than to let him do whatever he wants to me.

“What do you want?”

“Can I suck you off?” He looks a little unsure, but his dick is once again filling with blood.

“You can do anything you want to me.”

“Anything? I might abuse that.”

I groan. “If I wake up to your lips or anything touching me, I’m going to consider it a very good day.”

“I’m kinda touch starved. Don’t tempt me.”

“Please take it out on me.” I don’t know how to tell him I’m just as touch-starved.

“It doesn’t bother you?”

“Why would it—Oh, because of Savage?”

He nods a little and looks away like he’s embarrassed.

“Hey,” I lift his chin so he’s looking at me when I say this. “Watching the two of you together was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. Don’t be embarrassed by it. You were sexy as fuck.”

“But—”

“No. It doesn’t bother me that you blew him earlier and now you’re with me.

” I don’t care that he’s having sex. I don’t want to share you with him.

But I am sure as fuck not going to be the one to make him choose.

I don’t want to push him towards Savage.

“I want to be with you. If I had an issue with it, I wouldn’t be here right now.

” I lift him and drag his ass over my straining cock. “I wouldn’t be aching to come.”

His breathing hitches a little, and he rolls his hips.

Fuck he feels good.

Tobi wraps his arms around my neck and uses his leverage to grind on me. His cheeks flush, and it spreads down his neck and chest. He bites his lip and looks over my shoulder, then back at me.

“What?” I glance over my shoulder.

“Will you sit in the chair?”

I lift an eyebrow. “You want me to sit in the cuck chair again?”

He laughs. “Yes, but it’s not for cucking this time.”

Tobi stands, and I follow, dropping my clothes and moving to the chair. I spread my knees to give him room and stroke myself as he walks toward me, a little nervous but trying to hide it. He drops to his knees in front of me. He is everything.

I grab myself as I watch him, needing him to see how serious I am about this. He watches me with hunger, and I’ve been so hard for so long, that look is going to push me over if I’m not careful.

“Do you like to watch?” I ask him as he licks his lips.

“Yes,” he breathes. “Can I touch you?”

“Please do.” I release my cock to let him do whatever he wants, but he shakes his head.

“No, keep doing that.”

He waits for me to stroke myself again, then leans forward and takes my balls in his hands. He’s careful, rolling them around in his palm, gently pulling on them, then takes one into his mouth.

My head drops back on a shout. My cock pulses, and I’m two seconds from spilling everywhere.

“Fuck, Tobi!”

A hot mouth surrounds my tip while fingers massage my balls, and I’m done. I’ve been edged way too long, and there is nothing that can stop this. Jerking my head up to look at him, I watch his throat work as he swallows, my cum filling his mouth more than once as I have the mother of all orgasms.

He circles my head with his tongue when I relax, getting every drop he can find and moaning.

“Do you have any idea how amazing you are?” I pant, reaching for him. He settles on my lap with a shy but proud smile. I cup his face and kiss him slowly, needing to taste myself on him.

“You’re spending the day with me,” I tell him as I stand and move us to my bed. It doesn’t take me long to get us settled, my face in his neck to breathe him in. “Right after a nap.”

Tobi chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair, instantly putting me to sleep.