Page 43 of The Lies We Tell Ourselves

Confusion flickered across his face, and fear coiled in his eyes. He braced his hands on my face, his thumbs stroking across my cheeks and down through the stubble that covered my jaw. “I love feeling your scruff against my face.” His cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, and I licked my lips, tasting him on me and groaned.

“Jamie?” His pupil-blown eyes locked onto mine, his soft breaths panting against my lips. “Please, let me taste you. Just let me have this? You. Me. Let me hold on to it before you hate me?” I buried my face in the crook of his neck, peppering the delicate skin with biting kisses as I waited for him to answer.

Jamie tipped his head back, and my teeth scraped over his Adam’s apple, making a full-body shudder roll through him as I positioned myself between his spread legs. He gasped as my weight settled over him. The sensation of his hard length brushing against mine tore a moan from deep within my chest as I rolled my hips against him.

“I…” he croaked and licked his slick lips. “Y-yes.” His eyes practically glowed, illuminated by the setting sun as the sky turned from a marbled gray-blue to golden pinks.

“Really?” Hope lit me up from the inside as lust turned my blood to quicksilver.

“Yes.” One word that had the power to change the world and destroy cities. My cock throbbed in my shorts, the tip slick as precum pooled from my slit.

“Thank fuck,” I groaned as I pushed his hoodie up, exposing his little body. Corded muscles that looked like they were carved from marble glistened under sheen of sweat. I kissed down his chest and sucked a nipple into my mouth. The nub hardened under my touch, and I suckled on it until his head thrashed and moans spilled from his kiss-bruised lips. I chuckled and licked across his chest before sinking my teeth into the other one.

“Oh, god. Ahh.” Jamie groaned and threw his head back as his hips lifted, searching for some much needed friction. “More. Please,” he whimpered, and who was I to deny him? I kissed, licked, and sucked my way down his ribs, tracing each one with my tongue and making him shiver and writhe underneath me. I marked his skin as I sucked it into my mouth, making him arch his back and push himself closer to me. His fingers clutched at my hair, the damp strands sliding through them as he lost purchase.

“You smell so good, little crow,” I hummed, tracing his hard length with the tip of my nose. My mouth watered at the tempting scent of his arousal, the sweet and musky scent everything I’d ever wanted but never had. “Fuck. I can’t believe I get to do this with you.”

“Please,” he ground out, lifting his hips and thrusting his jeans-covered cock against my face. “Fuck.”

I chuckled against him and held him down with one hand braced on his hip as I licked across the sensitive skin above the elastic band of his boxers, pulling at it with my teeth. A devilish, guttural moan sawed out of Jamie’s parted lips as I flicked open the button on his jeans and pulled his zipper down, one tooth at a time, my fingertips ghosting over his length as I lowered it. I mouthed his cloth-covered shaft and lapped at the wet spot by his leaking tip.

“Shit. Fuck. Yes. Please,” he babbled, consumed by lust. Jamie lifted his hips, and I pulled his pants and boxers down in one go. He didn’t even flinch when his bare cheeks landed on the cold rock face.

“You’re fucking beautiful, baby,” I whispered with reverence. His cock was long and slender but absolutely perfect. I licked my lips as I took in his flushed glistening glans and his bare balls. They were drawn up tight, already hugging the base of his dick and I hadn’t even touched it. “Fuck. That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Please.”

“Anything for you.” I kissed up one thigh and then the other as my fingers trailed across the hint of abs on his flat stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Electricity crackled across my skin every time I touched him.

I buried my face in his groin, inhaling his scent. It was stronger here; musky and all man. All Jamie, and perfect. A sweet whine came from Jamie as he started to chant, “Please.” His glowing eyes watched me with an intensity that sucked the air out of my lungs. “I want you to keep your eyes on me, baby. Okay?”

“Yesss,” he hissed as I licked him from root to tip, teasing the underside with my tongue. I moaned against his shaft, the vibrations causing his dick to twitch against my swipes. A wicked smile split my face as I circled his crown before dipping my tongue into his slit.

“Fuck, yes.” I groaned as salty precum burst across my tongue. I wrapped my hand around his length, angling his pulsing cock just where I wanted before working up and down his length, giving it a slight twist on every alternate upstroke as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth.

“Holy fuck!!” His legs shook as I switched to the other tight ball and rolled it around in my mouth, covering it in saliva before releasing it and watching it drip down his crack. “I-I need…”

“I’ve got you, baby boy,” I assured him as I wrapped my lips around his head and suckled on his tip like he was my favorite flavor. Newsflash—he was.

“Ahh,” he moaned as I toyed with that sensitive spot just below the tip. “More. I need more. DILLON.”

“So demanding.” I chuckled and took his hard length into my mouth, sucking him all the way down until I triggered my gag reflex. My throat convulsed around him, and my eyes watered.

“YES.” Jamie moaned so loud, birds took flight from neighboring trees. Not that he noticed anything other than the way my lips stretched around his perfect length or the attention the tip of my tongue paid to his slit.

“I want you to come in my mouth, little crow.” He threw his head back and groaned. “You like it when I talk dirty to you, baby?” He nodded sweetly, biting his puffy lip as he consumed me with his eyes.

“I... I...”

He thickened in my mouth as I rolled his balls in my hand, and his salty taste grew stronger on my tongue, making me moan. His body tensed underneath me as he fought his oncoming orgasm. “Don’t fight it, little crow. I want you to come for me.” As if he’d been waiting for those very words, Jamie thrust his hips up, choking me on his cock as it hit the back of my throat. Tears spilled from my eyes at the intrusion, but I fucking loved the way he owned his pleasure.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yesss,” Jamie screamed, his hips stuttering as lashes of cum launched down my throat. “Oh god, oh god.” His thick length continued to pulse in my mouth, and I sucked until I’d swallowed down every last drop.

“I like knowing you’re inside me now.” I looked up at him as I licked his length clean. His glistening flushed face, blown-out pupils, and fucked out expression stole my breath. “One day, I’m going to eat my cum from your tight little hole.” Jamie’s answering whimper told me everything I needed to know. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”

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