Page 117 of The Heat of Us

Her thumb was drawing little circles at the sensitive spot under the head. My knees were about to give way and I braced myself harder against the shower wall.

“He’s so pretty.” She laid my cock against her cheek and blinked up at me with her big brown eyes. The sight of my length against her face almost had me coming right then and there. “So big and hard,” she teased. “The perfect size for me to choke on.”

My ego was never going to recover. It would remain huge and insufferable no matter what life threw at me.

Hazel’s hot mouth closed over my tip and her tongue immediately began to massage the head.

“Fuck!”

She was taking me deeper. I was mesmerised watching her lips slide all the way down. My cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged. Loudly.

“Are you alr—”

Hazel winked. Fucking winked at me.

My breaths were coming out in harsh, quick pants as she sucked and licked and fucked me with her mouth. She pulled off with a loud pop and began to stroke me, rough and hard. A little twisting motion at my swollen, sensitive tip. I jerked as her head lowered and she mouthed my tightened sac gently.

This was why I didn’t let her do it before.

She was ruining me.

“I-I’m close. Already. Fuck, gorgeous.”

She murmured appreciatively, taking me back into her mouth. Her lips continued to work the base of my cock while her throat swallowed around the head. Her tongue swiped along my length in wide, sweeping strokes.

And then she moaned, like this was heaven for her.

I was…obliterated. Done. I fisted her wet hair and sent jets of my thick cum down her throat. My hips rocked against her face and she took my ragged, involuntary thrusts easily.

“Mm, I love how you taste.”

Fucking hell, it was never-ending. I would die a slow, wonderful death and my obituary would simply read she sucked all his brains out of him via his cock.

She blinked up at me. “Can we do that again soon?”

“Can we…” I pulled her up and crushed my mouth to hers. Her wet slippery body sliding against mine was so incredibly sensual. I could taste myself on her and kissed her harder.

“Let me fuck you with my fingers,” I offered urgently.

She whacked me lightly on the back of my head. “No! Don’t waste water.”

I groaned, already thinking about how I could make it up to her later.

“I know what you’re thinking.” Hazel started to nip at my ear and neck. “This was for you and for me, Aleks. Believe me.” She bent down and picked up the shampoo we’d bought earlier. “You can wash my hair though if that helps.”

That I could do.

“Turn around,” I said, kissing her shoulder.

Hazel relaxed against me as I massaged the suds into her scalp. I guided her to rinse under the water before running conditioner through her long strands with my fingers.

“Thank you for today,” she said quietly. “I really feel like my omega is more…settled now.”

My heart leapt wildly in my chest.

Tell her you love her.

I mentally slapped myself.

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