Page 107 of Trade Deadline

“You’re the hot one,” I argue. “Look at you.” I lean forward, taking his chin in my hand. “Your bluer than blue eyes, that sexy as sin mouth, your body…” I take his lips in a heated kiss, our tongues colliding in needy strokes. “Your delicious dick, and don’t get me started on that sweet ass.”

He smirks against my mouth. “It’s all yours, baby.”

“Damn fucking right it is.”

Alex presses a hand against the center of my chest and pushes me back into the couch, then curls his fingers around my throbbing erection. His strokes are teasing, and I spread my legs wider, pushing my hips up into his fist impatiently.

Alex halts his movements at the base of my cock, and then, the little fucking tease that he is, licks my balls with the tip of his tongue.

I hiss through my teeth. “You’re cruel sometimes.”

Another tantalizing lick before he sucks my sac.

“Fuck, just suck it already,” I groan, clenching my hands at my sides.

Alex gives me a pointed look, and I’m about to argue that he’s killing me when he takes me to the back of his throat, swallowing around me.

An animalistic noise escapes the depths of my chest as my balls draw up tight.

“Your mouth,” I say between heavy breaths, “is fucking incredible.”

He hums around my cock as he bobs his head, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head before taking me to the back of his throat again.

Every time he has me in his mouth, it’s like I’m on another planet. I could be on Jupiter or fucking Neptune for all I know, because the only thing on my mind is how good his mouth is and how much I fucking love this man.

Yep. I said it.

Ilovehim.

Lacing my fingers into his hair, I give the strands a tug to make him stop. “I’m so close, and I wanna be inside you.”

His oceanic eyes sparkle as his tongue licks over his lips.

“I need to get some lube and a condom.” I go to stand, but my legs are weak, so I fall back onto the couch, my quads shaking.

“I’ll get it.” Alex stands up, and I watch his peachy ass moves as he disappears down the hall, returning seconds later with the…

“Condoms are in my bedside drawer,” I say when he returns with only a bottle of lube.

“I’m negative…” He begins, biting down on his bottom lip. “And I’m on PrEP…”

It takes a few moments for my brain to catch up.

“You wanna go bare?”

He nods. “I wanna feel you inside me with nothing between us.”

Grabbing hold of his hips, I pull him down on top of me to straddle my lap once again.

“You mean it?”

He nods again, pressing a kiss to my lips.

“I’ve never gone bare with anyone before,” I confess. “And I get tested every month with the team. I’m on PrEP, too.”

Alex kisses me once more, then takes both of my hands from his hips, pulling them back to rest behind my head.

“Don’t move,” he demands, then picks up the lube and begins to work himself open.

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