Page 28 of Dirty Heirs

“Enough.” I rolled my shoulders against the wall. “How about you?”

Sonny put his hand on the wall behind my head, and his lips grazed mine. “We have a saying in Devil’s Creek. Secrets are like commodities. Wanna know my secret?”

“Sure,” I said, focused on his pretty, pink lips that I was dying to kiss after all this torture. “Spill it.”

Sonny stared into my eyes, dragging his tongue across his bottom lip. “You would be my first.”

I liked the idea of being his first since he would be mine.

“You told Marcello you have fuck boys. Was that bullshit?”

He shook his head. “I have guys I mess around with when the mood strikes. But I haven’t fucked any of them.”

“If I ever decide to…”

I stopped myself, nervous about sharing too much. My feelings for Sonny were new and weird. This was the first time I considered going farther than a blowjob with a guy.

“If you ever decide to what?” Sonny tilted his head to the side. “Fuck a man?”

I nodded. “You’ll be the first to know.”

Sonny took this as a green light to keep going and shoved my shirt up my stomach. “Look at you, Sunshine. I never expected you to have a six-pack.” He bent down and kissed along the waistband of my jeans and over the boxer briefs that peeked out a few inches. “What a nice surprise.”

“I’m full of surprises,” I said, gliding my fingers through his hair as his tongue dipped beneath the waistband of my briefs.

He kissed his way up my stomach, flicking his tongue over the rugged ridges of my abs until his mouth closed over my nipple. I hissed the second his warm tongue made contact with my sensitive skin. He bit my nipple, and I moaned, rock hard and ready to bend him over the kitchen counter.

Sonny gave me a few more licks before he released his hold on me. “Does this feel good?”

I bobbed my head, barely able to remember my name because every time he touched me, I couldn’t think straight.

Sonny’s hands roamed over my chest and landed on my hips. He ground his stiff cock into my thigh, humping my leg like a dog in heat. “I want you more than anything I have ever wanted.” He flicked his tongue over my earlobe. “You make my cock so fucking hard, Sunshine.”

I hated his nickname at first.

But when he was practically purring in my ear and rubbing his cock against mine, I liked the name. Lost in the sensation of his hands and tongue on my body, I allowed him to take over. Usually, I was the aggressor with men. But since Sonny had a little more experience, I didn’t mind him taking the lead.

He still hadn’t kissed me, and it was driving me crazy. I gripped his throat and brought his lips to mine. Now, I was the one desperate for more and hating it. I didn’t like needing anyone after being let down by everyone.

Sonny flicked his tongue over my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. He was a hunter who liked to play with his prey. This was the longest build-up to a kiss, and I was bursting at the seam to feel him. So I sucked his lip between my teeth, pulling on it as our eyes met.

I was done letting him control the moment and forced my tongue into his mouth. His tongue was soft, and he tasted like expensive beer and mint. We were growling in each other’s mouths like animals, yanking at each other’s clothing. Sonny fucked me into the wall, and as we kissed, a burst of pleasure spread down to my toes.

I’d kissed plenty of girls and a handful of boys. But it was never like this. None of them kissed me like they were claiming me. And I wanted Sonny to do that.

I wanted to be his.

It was always awkward with other people, the two of us figuring out what to do with the other. But with Sonny, I knew exactly what to do. How to make him moan. How to make him squirm with each flick of my tongue.

We fit perfectly.

Like a puzzle.

“You taste even better than I thought you would,” Sonny said with a smile.

“Happy to exceed expectations, Pretty Boy.”

He laughed and leaned in for another kiss. “Wait until you see how pretty I am without clothes.”

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