Page 114 of My Irresistible Enemy

“Fascinating,” I murmured, unzipping his fly. I slid his pants down, kissing the waistband of his briefs. “Sounds like I have some more investigating to do. For science.”

“You’re the smart one,” Aiden said wryly. “Far be it from me to stop you.”

“Hey,” I said sharply, looking him in the eye. “You watch your mouth. That’s my boyfriend you’re talking about.”

He rolled his eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“Idon’t,” I said. “Because my boyfriend is smart.” I stroked a hand across his cock, still trapped in his briefs but pressing hard against the fabric. “And funny.” I ran my finger around the head of his cock, and he gasped. “And clever.” Another stroke. “And kind.” Another. “And passionate.”

His hips were shaking now, and I leaned in and dragged my mouth along his cock, leaving the fabric wet. He moaned appreciatively. I hooked my fingers underneath his briefs and pulled them off his hips, then down to the ground, in one smooth motion.

Aiden stepped out of his clothes and kicked them to the side. I wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked it, then let my lips spread around the tip, slowly taking it into my mouth. His skin was salty and just a little tangy where precum beaded at his slit. I breathed deep and slid down farther, taking as much of him in as I could in one go.

His fingers kneaded the back of my neck as I bobbed up and down, sucking in tight, licking the underside of his shaft, making my mouth as wet and slippery as possible. He whimpered and let a soft stream of curses fall from his lips, widening his stance ever so slightly.

I wondered if he was even aware of it, the way he was inviting me deeper inside him. I wanted that. But there was something else I wanted first.

“Aiden?” I murmured, pulling off his cock and kissing his hip bone.

“Yeah?”

“How do you feel about rimming?”

“How do I—” His eyes flashed wide. “Wait, really?”

I nodded. “Yeah. Receiving, that is.”

He bit his lip. “I’ve never actually—no one’s ever done that to me before.”

“Because you don’t want them to?” I asked. “Because I don’t want to push you to do something you’re not—”

“No, no.” He shook his head. “It’s not that. It’s just…no one’s offered, I guess. You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I’ve wanted to eat your ass since the first time we hooked up,” I told him. “Since the first time I felt you close around my finger. Felt how hot and tight you are.”

Aiden flushed. “Really?”

“Every time you made a joke about cracks and fillings, it was like you were torturing me personally. If anything, you owe me for the psychological damage you inflicted. Making me wonder how you’d taste all these weeks, convinced that I’d never get to find out.”

“You really shouldn’t tell me these things, you know.” He grinned. “Because I’m just going to use them to tease you even more.”

“Then you’re just going to keep building up that debt.” I stroked a finger back to his hole and pressed lightly. “Now, come on. On your stomach. Time to start working it off.”

Aiden, of course, made a production out of it. He insisted on getting naked, and on getting me undressed, too. Then he teased and tickled me until I pinned him to the mattress, rolled him over onto his stomach, and caught one of his arms, bringing it behind his back.

“Are you seriously going to make me hold your arms back here just to keep you still?” I asked.

“Why?” he asked, still laughing. “You gonna punish me?”

“You really are letting those videos go to your head.”

“You’re the one who said they were hot.”

“I said the idea of your account was hot. I haven’t actuallyseenany of the videos,” I pointed out. I grabbed his other hand and gently guided it behind his back. “Think I’m gonna have to fix that, soon.”

“Oh, I’d say you’ve already got the gist.” Aiden wiggled his hips, then looked over his shoulder, his voice breathy. “Are you going to discipline me for being naughty? Show me who’s really in charge?”

I knew he was just joking, but fuck, that did something to me. That voice, that look. I was already hard, but my cock throbbed at those words.

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