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His eyes flashed with something, like a teasing laugh mixed with pride. It was a good look on him.

Hayden ran his hands up and down my thighs, and he went to town on me, sucking and using his tongue in ways I’d never experienced.

I’d figured a blow job from a guy would feel amazing because they’d know what to do, but Hayden’s skills were out of this world. Every dip of his head and stroke of his tongue brought me closer and closer to my release.

“Fuck, Hayden.” I clutched at the couch cushions, desperate for something to grasp so I didn’t thrust up into his mouth.

He popped off me. “Fuck my mouth. I like it.”

Before I could answer, he was back on my dick and giving me the best blow job of my life.

Hoping like hell he’d meant it, I thrust my hips up, pushing my cock down his throat as he relaxed for me. I didn’t go hard because that wasn’t what this was about. Instead, I watched as my length slid between his swollen lips, shiny with both spit and my precum.

Holy hell, that was nearly as hot as feeling him around me.

He moaned and sucked his cheeks in, holding still.

Taking that as my cue, I carefully dragged my cock over his tongue. He made an encouraging sound. I went harder, moved faster, and pushed deeper, stopping when I bumped the back of his throat.

He gripped my thighs so tight his knuckles were white.

I moved faster, my eyes on his face to make sure I wasn’t going too far.

“That’s it,” I purred.

His eyelids fluttered, and he moaned again.

“You feel so good, Hayden.”

He sucked harder, his eyes squeezed shut.

“So good. You’re going to make me come so hard.”

An excited sound.

“You want that? You want me to come down your throat?”

He made another snuffling sound.

“Yeah, you do. Keep doing that. Just like that.” I groaned and stroked one hand through his soft hair, making sure not to pull or tug at all. “Fuck, baby. So good.”

His eyes flipped open at the endearment, but instead of fear or confusion, they were filled with hopeful longing.

“So good.” I stroked his hair at the same pace that I fucked his mouth. “You look so gorgeous like this. On your knees for me, like you were made to suck me. You like it? You like knowing how close you’re getting me? How good you make me feel?”

He couldn’t answer because my cock was stuffed down his throat, but he managed a quick nod when I pulled back enough for him to draw in a gulping breath.

“Yeah, you do.” I slid my other hand through his hair, guiding him to meet my thrusts. “Fuck, baby. I’m gonna come. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

He sucked hard and did that thing with his tongue again, and I was done.

My orgasm tore out of me, stealing both my thoughts and my sanity as my cock pulsed and kicked in his mouth. He eagerly swallowed me down, his eyes closed, and his cheeks flushed.

I was no stranger to blow jobs, or orgasms from blow jobs, but I’d never felt even a fraction of the pleasure from one that I did in that moment. My brain went silent, and I sank into the pleasure, my eyes on Hayden as he gently suckled me, a blissful look on his face.

Hayden pulled off me just as the pleasure was shifting to pain, his eyes wide and bright as he looked up at me.

“Holy goddamn.” I blinked at him, my head still fuzzy from that mind-melting orgasm. “Jesus.”

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