Page 54 of Just My Luck

My jaw clenched, and I hissed when she pulled the gray tie of my pants with her teeth. Her eyes were full of mischief as she took her time, rubbing my aching cock through the material.

Yes. Fuck, yes.

My eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head. I shifted my weight, widening my hips and settling into my stance. Achingly slowly, Sloane freed my cock.

For a moment she stared before whispering, “Holy shit.”

I gripped the base, squeezing. “We don’t have to do anything.” It nearly killed me to get the words out, but I meant them.

Sloane’s hands ran over my hips. “I want it. It’s just...wow. I figured it would be big after I saw you walking to the bathroom this morning, but...” She rubbed her palms together, warming them. “This is going to take a team effort.”

A spark of humor warmed my chest. Sloane was so different from me, never taking herself or life too seriously. I ached for her lightness. Her positivity.

A tingle ran through me when she leaned in, brushing her lips across the side of my cock. She wrapped one hand around the base of my erection and brushed the crown across her lips. Her mouth opened, and I watched intently as she dragged her tongue under the head.

My dick twitched as her mouth closed over me, teasing the tip. She moaned as she leaned in, taking more of me. The vibration rattled through me. Sloane stroked and sucked as I watched my cock move in and out of her mouth. Her lips stretched around me, and I had to focus to keep from pumping hard into her. She used her hands to keep a firm grip at my base and set a torturous pace. Wet with her spit, Sloane took me as deeply as she could, and the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.

A rumbling moan seeped out of me.

From her knees, Sloane looked up at me with a smile. “Shh.” She licked her lower lip and lifted an eyebrow. “If we’re interrupted, then I have to stop.”

I growled down at her. “Then don’t be so fucking good at this.”

With a satisfied chuckle, Sloane pulled me back into her mouth. One hand dipped between my legs, teasing my balls asshe sucked and stroked. My hands gripped the counter so tightly I thought it might break. I was dangerously close to coming as she worked my cock with her hands and mouth.

Too soon.

It would be over too soon, and I wanted this moment to last.

My fingertips tangled in her hair as I palmed her face. “Hey.”

Her doe eyes looked up at me. Her lips stretched around my cock as she kept me in her mouth.

“I want more,” I said.

She released me. “More?”

I lifted her by the elbow and pressed her body into mine, holding her close. In her ear, I whispered, “I want you to ride my face while you choke on my cock. I want you to do it all while you stifle your screams into my pillow.”

She pulled back to look at me, my hard cock pressed between us.

“Yes, boss.” She took one step back, moving a hand across her chest and disappearing below the hemline of her shirt. “But if you want this, you’ll have to come and get it.”

Her eyebrow lifted as she took two steps back. With a playful look, she lifted the bottom of her shirt, flashing me the tiniest glimpse of her naked body.

With a stifled squeal, she took off running down the hallway toward the primary bedroom.

Fucking brat.

I grinned and stomped after her so I could show her how a real caveman does it.

TWENTY

SLOANE

I didn’t even makeit halfway down the hallway before Abel’s arms scooped me up from behind, flipped me, and tossed me over his shoulder.

Upside down, I covered my mouth with one hand to keep from laughing too loudly and watched as his sculpted ass moved beneath the fabric of his sweatpants.

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