Page 100 of Whiskey Neat

I pull the comforter back. “Then let’s break this bed in, huh?”

“Hell yeah. Come over here, sweet thing.”

I shake my head. “Uh-uh. Did I mention I can be a little… bossy in bed?”

He releases a shaky breath. “Fuck.”

“So take your clothes off and let me see you.”

Indy practically tears his shirt off his body, kicking off his shoes and socks at the same time. Smiling, I tug my shirt over my head and remove my jeans, revealing the navy blue lacy panties I chose for this occasion. I heard from a little birdie named Lowen that blue is Indy’s favorite color.

“Fuck,” he mutters again, climbing onto the bed and lying on his back.

I stand beside him for a moment, simply taking in all his masculine beauty, from the rippling muscles and tattoos to the massive erection between his legs, bouncing and spilling precum.

“I have a feeling you’ve always been extra careful with sex, am I right?”

Indy’s brow creases. “What do you mean?”

I climb onto the bed and straddle him, leaning forward to lightly drag my nails down his chest. “Safe sex. Testing. You’ve been diligent?”

His eyelids flutter as he nods. “Yeah. Super important to me.”

“Me too. I’m on PrEP and I haven’t been with anyone but you since my last test.”

“Same.” His voice shakes. “Fuck, Salem.”

“Would you be interested in going bare with me?”

Indy responds by sitting up and slamming his mouth into mine. He grips the back of my neck, and as he deepens the kiss, my attraction and love for him only grows.

“I’d be so damn honored,” he says.

“Me too.” I drag my tongue across his lips. “I want your cum dripping out of me the rest of the night.”

“God, your mouth. So beautiful. So fucking dirty.”

“All for you. Just for you.”

“Can I eat you out?”

“Oof.” I giggle. “Yes, please.”

Indy pushes me back before tucking his arms under my knees and pulling me up his body. He licks my cock through the panties and teases me by flicking his tongue over the head of it, then I gasp as he flips me over easily, like I weigh nothing at all.

He tugs me up until my knees are resting on his shoulders and I’m supporting my weight on my elbows. He tugs my panties to the side, squeezing the globes of my ass before he spreads them apart and dives in.

I nearly scream from the intense pleasure his mouth brings me as soon as his tongue makes contact with my hole. It’s not the first time he’s done this, but it’s so mind-blowingly good that it feels new all over again.

He moans, shoving his tongue inside me. “So good. So fucking sweet.”

My arms shake and my cock twitches, but all I can do is accept his oral assault on my hole. When his fingers join the party, a needy whimper escapes me, but I’m not embarrassed. Not anymore.

Indy continues to finger fuck me, trading off with his tongue, bringing me right to the edge several times, but never letting me fall over. He’s obviously taken control of the situation, and since I don’t care to struggle for power, I have to accept that maybe I’m not so bossy after all.

“Please,” I whimper. “Please, Indy. I can’t take it anymore.”

“What do you need, sweet thing? You need my cock?”

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