Page 79 of Romance Languages

Seamus played my hole with his fingers and tongue like I was a fucking clarinet. I moaned and panted from his touch, lust breaking my brain.

And then, before I lost all ability to function, I sat up.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, immediately switching back to concerned Seamus.

Without saying a word, I grabbed the matchbook, struck a match, and lit the candle.

Let there be light.

22

SEAMUS

Ihad worried that I’d be freaked out by seeing another guy naked. I mean, I’d seen plenty of naked guys in the locker room, but I always averted my eyes. You found a point on the wall and focused on it.

This time, I stared. I soaked it in. Iwantedto see. My fingers and mouth had had all the fun. Now my eyes got to have a turn.

Guys’ bodies usually didn’t do it for me, but there was something about taking in Julian’s big frame that hit a primal urge in my gut. It wasn’t just any body. It was attached to this wonderful person. This guy who was intelligent, but also had a wildly dirty mouth that made my cock stand up at attention.

I stood over him, feasting on the sight of his curves aglow in the hazy flame. He might’ve been on the bigger side, but he was strong, too. I could see it in his thick arms and broad shoulders. A big bear, all for me.

At least, for this month.

“Wow,” I said, damn near awestruck.

Julian propped himself on his elbows and stared into me, eyes overflowing with lust. “You still have work to do.”

Holy shit.Ireallyliked this bossy Jules.

I gave him the captain’s salute and got back on my knees. I flicked my tongue over his hole, taking in the musky scent making my head spin. I wasn’t totally sure what I was doing, but I leaned on my experiences going down on women, and it seemed to do the trick. I aimed to please, and I had one satisfied customer. I’d thought I would be freaked out because it was a guy, but again, because it was Julian, I was hungry for it.

Julian writhed under my touch, his breathing getting more intense, more labored.

“Eat that hole.”

Fuuuuuck. Julian’s filthy mouth was such a turn on. I gripped the backs of his legs tighter, tiny leg hairs tickling my palms.

Julian began stroking himself, letting out more guttural moans in the process. I was dizzy with heat. I dragged my tongue up to take a ball in my mouth.

“Don’t fucking stop. Suck that dick.”

I licked up to take his cock to the back of my throat, then released just as he was getting into it.

“You fucking tease,” he gasped out.

Mm-hmm.

I stretched his hole with my fingers. He fought against me, clenching as the orgasm whirled through him.

“I’m so close, Seamus. Make me come.”

I freed up a hand to jerk myself. I had to give myself some release or else I’d have to be rushed to the emergency room.

“Fuck, I want you, Seamus. Don’t stop.” He huffed above me, begging for more.

Each time he cried out how much he wanted me, it hit me in the heart. Julian had done a fucking number on me.

Julian let out a borderline scream as his hole clenched up and he exploded across his stomach and chest. I had to hold up his legs to keep him from collapsing and sliding off the bed. My man was spent.

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