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“How would this work?” he finally said when I pulled out a menu to order food.

“You know how a contract works,” I said, still not looking at him as he walked around the bed sitting opposite of me.

“That’s not what I meant. What would the roles be?” Gomez sounded so young. “I've only had one contract, and she was my Domme.”

I looked up a little surprised.

“What do you want?” My heart rate started to get faster, the excitement of him thinking about it made me think this wasn't a lost cause. “We can do what you're comfortable with and go from there. Maybe I can give you a taste.”

I knew this might make him run, but what did I have to lose at this point? Slowly, I got on my knees in between his legs.

“There is so much I could teach you,” I said, rubbing his thighs up and down, inching closer to his cock every other rub. “And once you’ve learned enough, maybe you could tie me up? Fuck my mouth while I can’t touch you.”

“Jesus, Hunter,” he whispered.

“I’m a very good switch, I love to please, but I also like to command,” I said, running my fingers over the band of his sweats.

He thrusted ever so slightly up, looking for friction. I ran my hand over his cock to reward him.

“So, if I wanted to run the show, you wouldn’t have a problem?” He leaned back giving me more access.

“Nope,” I said, running my hands up, hooking my fingers on his sweats and underwear to bring them down. “I like being told what to do. I love to listen. I could be your good boy.”

His cock popped out hitting his stomach. My mouth watered with the need to suck him into my mouth, something I wanted to do desperately since the last time we were all together.

“Then suck my cock, Hunter,” he growled. “Show me what a good slut you are, and I might reward my good boy.”

I smirked, grabbed his cock, and stroked him slowly because I was going to be a brat about it. Little did he know, I could top from the bottom just fine.

“So impatient,” I said, kissing the head of his cock before licking the precum leaking from him.

“I’ve been so fucking horny since the day we made out in the locker and?—”

He moaned, not finishing his sentence as I took the head of his cock in my mouth, lightly sucking. I slowly guided him in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat, and I moaned.

“Fuck, I should have fucked your mouth sooner to make you keep those snarky comments to yourself,” he groaned, thrusting slight into my mouth.

I swirled my tongue over the head of his cock, “Oh, Romeo, you think this is going to save you on the ice.”

“No, but you might think twice about it when I can tie you up and deny you orgasms all night,” he smirked. “Maybe I’ll come all over that pretty face of yours a few times before I let you finish.”

“Two can play that game,” I said, taking him into my mouth again, showing him how good I was at it.

My gag reflex was non-existent, and I took him all the way down my throat.

“Fuck!” he shouted laying down, running his hands through my hair. “Who knew grumpy Hunter was such a cock slut.”

He raised himself on his elbows to see me, his expression drunk with pleasure. I moaned using one of my hands to stroke as I continued letting him hit the back of my throat.

“Who knew you would look so good with my cock in your mouth,” he grunted, thrusting shallowly as he grabbed my hair.

I pulled off his cock, sat back on my haunches, debating what I wanted to do, except he didn’t give me that chance. He picked me up, pushing me down on the other bed capturing my mouth.

“Damn you,” he said against my lips, before kissing me with so much need.

He thrusted his cock against me, but our positioning was all wrong. Tearing our mouths apart he stood up, removing his pants and underwear, and then going for mine. His movements were frantic like he couldn’t wait, like he was desperate for me.

We took our shirts off together before clashing together and our mouths found each other like magnets. He thrusted his tongue into my mouth, rolling it around with my own. I bucked up, needing something more because this wasn’t enough.

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