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"Okay. But only if you’re sure."

We switch spots, so I’m lying on the mattress, with him crawling between my legs. I leave my shorts on, wanting him to be the one to take them off if he wants.

"Will you help me? Tell me what you like?"

"I promise I will like anything you want to give me."

Oliver grabs hold of both sides of my shorts, pulling them and my briefs down my legs. My dick pops free, smacking me in the stomach, a line of pre-cum already coating the head from earlier.

Oliver gazes at my shaft and I chuckle, loving how much attention he's giving it. His hand wraps around me, experimenting with the weight of it. He alternates between stroking it hard and jerking it lightly. I'm slowly dying at his touch. I watch as he leans toward me, licking at my slit. Using all my strength, I keep my body still even though it wants to arch off the bed and shove my dick down his throat.

He gives me another experimental lick before opening his mouth wide and sucking me into his warmth. He takes me farther, gagging as my cock hits the back of his throat. Unshed tears prick his eyes and my dick twitches.

"Fuck, Oliver, you're doing so fucking good for me. Such a good boy, taking my cock so well. I love seeing your pretty plush lips wrapped around me." Oliver whimpers, one of his hands rushing down between his legs. "Are you hard again?" He nods his head and I moan loudly. "It turns me on so much to know that you already came, but you're hard again already. Is it from sucking me off? Is that what's making you hard as fucking granite right now?"

Oliver pops off my cock, giving me a cheeky smile. "I never knew how much I would love sucking dick. Well, your dick. I am obsessed with this dick." To emphasize his point, he squeezes my cock tightly before taking me back into his mouth.

I rub my thumb against his cheek, smiling when he turns his face slightly to lean into me, closing his eyes.

"You're perfect. What a talented mouth," I whisper. "Now suck harder. Make me come, Oliver."

He doubles down, sucking hard on my cock. He uses his hand to stroke himself as his mouth works me. The feeling of his mouth on me is incredible. As shy and timid as he was last night, that Oliver is gone. In his place is the confident Oliver I know from the classroom. The one who knows what he's doing and takes what he wants.

Without warning, my orgasm crashes through me, unleashing in Oliver's mouth. He swallows every drop, then lets my dick slip from his mouth. He takes big, deep breaths and I instantly feel like shit for coming in his mouth on his first time.

"I'm so sorry, Oliver," I tell him, reaching down to grab his arm and drag him up toward me.

"For what?" he slurs, climbing up my body and resting his head on my chest.

"Coming in your mouth. I didn't mean to, but I couldn't stop myself."

"It's okay. You taste good. Besides, your taste set me off, and I came again." Barking out a laugh, I snuggle in closer to him, inhaling his scent.

“Why do you smell so good?"

"Bath bombs with my matching body wash," he states, his eyes falling closed.

"You like baths too? I love taking baths." The image of Oliver and I in a tub together filters through my mind, me lying in the tub, him lying in front of me. My hands soaping up his body, taking my time with him. "We're going to take a bath together."

"Mm-hmm," he mumbles.

Looking down, I smile, seeing Oliver is already half asleep. I guess back-to-back orgasms will do that to you.

"You're so beautiful," I whisper to him, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. I am so fucked.

Chapter Fifteen

Oliver

Stretching my body, I grin when I feel Ronan's arms tighten around me. I lift my head, trying to see what time it is. Realizing we fell back asleep for a little less than an hour, I shake Ronan, rustling him awake.

"Hey," I whisper as his eyes slowly open.

"Hey," he replies, leaning toward me to kiss me on the lips. “Your cat is giving me the death glare.”

“Hmm?” Sitting up, I see Ember standing on the edge of the bed. Her stare is on Ronan as she’s licking her paw. I bet she would flip him off if she could. She’s not used to not sleeping in the bed with me, so I can only imagine how pissed she is. “Oh, she’s fine. She’ll just have to get used to not being the only one in my bed.”

“I love the sound of that. But, uh, are you sure she’s not going to attack me?” I turn back to see him and Ember having a stare down with each other.

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