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He kissed the other thigh and then looked up at me. "Mine."

His palm encased my rock-hard dick and stroked it a few times. Again, he looked up at me, capturing every breath I had left in me. He choked my cock in his fist. "Mine."

"All yours." I licked my lips. "I'm all yours." I felt it right down to my toes. I'd never wanted to belong to someone as much as I wanted to be Brody's. And him to be mine.

He started with my glans, circling his tongue around it then flicked across my slit. We both groaned in unison as Brody sucked away the precum and then ran his tongue over his lips.

I gripped the arms of the chair, my ass clenching, as Brody sucked my entire shaft into his mouth until his nose was buried in my pubes. I whimpered again when he didn't move.

Ever so slowly, he dragged his lips and tongue along my cock until it popped out of his mouth. His hand moved from encircling the base to caressing my length in long lazy strokes.

He pressed my erection against my stomach with the flat of his hand, shifted me forward, and lay down a swathe of wetness with his tongue across my left sac. He sucked it into his mouth and tumbled it around inside the warmth, released it gently, and moved to the other, moaning as he slicked it up. His eyes peered up at me, nearly undone by pure euphoria.

He slid my cock into his mouth again, bobbing slowly, sucking hard each time he reached my tight weeping cap. One hand jacking me, he thrust his other up my chest, past my chin, then pressed a finger inside my mouth. I moaned and mewled as I sucked on it, yearning for it to be his cock.

My eyes closed in absolute bliss, and he vacated my mouth, prompting me to emit a sound I'd never heard myself make before. It was a wail of pure desperation and longing.

I descended further down in my chair when Brody slid his wet finger between my thighs, still working my dick in and out of his mouth—and pressed his finger against my crease.

I took my knees in both hands and lifted them, so my feet were dangling, nearly losing any purchase my ass still had on the chair. Brody grunted his approval and went in search of my hole. When he found it, he pressed the tip of his finger against it, dropped my cock from his mouth, and looked up at me. There was something wild in his eyes that had my heart thundering.

He caressed my hole. "Mine."

Oh, sweet Jeezus.

I nearly came. My hole had never belonged to anyone but me. I don't know if was pure lust or a desire to give him everything I possessed but my words felt sacred.

"Yours," I whispered. "Only yours."

That seemed to please him. He hummed and slid my dick back into his mouth, sucking my entire length more vigorously this time. I was so close. I used one hand to card through the thick curls on his head, his shoulder holding me from slipping off the chair.

"Yes, Brody … yes."

Brody groaned and hummed as my cock lifted between his lips. My body tensed, and I gripped Brody's hair in my fist, biting my tongue to keep from screaming as I spilled into him.

The beautiful man between my legs kept sucking on my spent dick until my thighs started quivering and my back began to object. He helped me lower my legs then took the back of my neck in his hand and brought me down for a kiss. I could taste what I had given him on his lips.

Even my cum was his now.

"That was so hot." I scooted back in the chair. I pulled on him to stand. "Your turn."

Brody shook his head. "No." Then struggled to his feet. "I wanted to taste you."

"I want to make you feel good too."

Brody shook his head again. "You did. Tonight, you gave me what I needed."

I felt the moment he caught sight of the Queens University website I still had open on my browser. His back stiffened and he looked at me with such concern it made my heart ache.

"What's this?" He pointed at the computer screen.

I pulled my pants up around my knees, stood, and redressed myself. "I was just looking."

"Why?"

I sighed. "We lost money this past week. I'm considering my options."

Brody's brow furrowed. "You'd hate doing that kind of work."

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