Page 60 of Taming Bull

“We are?” she asked, her hands clapping together in excitement.

“Yep. Tay invited us to Nashville. You interested?”

“Ohmigod, yes!” Lily squealed. “You are so getting the best blow job of your life tonight.”

I laughed. “Deal. Goddamn, I’ll take that deal any day of the week.”

“Thank you for this. It’s gorgeous, and I can’t wait to fill it.” She started to move the hope chest, but it was heavy, so I lifted it for her, settling it at the end of our bed.

As soon as my hands were empty, Lily slid between them, tugging off my cut and shirt and removing my jeans and boxers. Her hands roamed over the ridges of my muscles, admiringly, and I made a mental note to keep hitting the gym. I needed to stay in shape for my woman, after all.

“Tell me about this blow job you intend to give me,” I said. “I need to be prepared.”

She led me to the side of the bed, and then dropped to her knees on the throw rug. “Well.” She licked precum from the head of my cock and I groaned. “Considering you’re such a giving, caring boyfriend, I think I should try to suck your soul out through your cock.”

Could be painful, could be bliss, but I was down. “Show me.”

Smiling up at me, she slid my cock between her lips and started sucking. As the clock struck midnight, bringing in a new year, I watched in awe as Lily tried her damnedest to swallow me whole. Lily often joked about her struggle from the friend zone I’d tried to keep her locked away in. I was beyond grateful my angel had found a way to break out of it and wake my ass up.

I didn’t know if she could suck my soul out, but she sure as hell had captured my fucking heart.

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