Page 22 of Worlds Collide

As he climbs up on the bed and straddles my knees.

As he unbuttons my slacks and removes the belt.

As he lowers the zipper very slowly.

And then—my breath hitches—as he pulls my briefs down andcircles my erection. His eyes darken and his nostrils flare at the contact. Does he... like it?

I think he does. I hope he does.

He looks down, so I do the same, andfuck!The picture of a man’s hand holding my dick... A man who’s hard too. I can see the bulge that wasn’t there before and fuck, I hope he does let me suck his dick after.

“Oh, look at that, it’s the crown jewels.”

It takes me a long moment to understand he... made a joke?

“Are you serious right now?” I demand, and I hold in a burst of laughter like my life depends on it, because it does feel like my life depends on what Wolf’s gonna do to my dick.

“Damn, tough crowd,” he mutters. “Can’t a man make a joke about you being almost royalty?” He doesn’t look away from mycrown jewelsas he speaks.

“No, Wolf. I’m getting desperate here!” And I am. He’s only holding my dick and I feel like I’m going to explode already.

“I know you are.” He looks up quickly with a smug smirk. “I like you that way.”

“Fuck you,” I whisper because he just squeezed anddear God. I fist the sheet under me to stop myself from throttling him. I want him to suck my dick, dammit, and soon.

“Okay, enough chit chat,” he says likeI’mthe one who was delaying this. “Now pay attention, little rich boy,” he tells me, then he lowers his torso until he’s lying on top of my legs and licks the drop of precome on my tip delicately.

“Oh, I am,” I assure him, my heavy breaths already out of control.

“Good,” he whispers. I feel the little burst of air on my now-wet dick and shivers go up my spine.

“This won’t take long,” I say, lame as fuck.

“I know,” he says with a smirk, and I can see the pleasure in his eyes when he looks up at me. His eyes shine with it. And like that, as I watch, he opens his mouth and sucks me halfway in without any sign of trepidation.

“Yes,” I say in a hiss. I want to move my hipsso bad—and hey, he did say fuck a man’s face—but I’m going to take my cues from him. There’s no way I’m ruining this. He sucks, hard. I didn’t know a person could suck that hard, and just from that I’m in real danger of coming, but then he pulls back and slides back down fast, and he doesn’t stop. He just keeps going.

The suction, friction, and perfect pressure, combined with the picture Wolf makes with his mouth stretched around my dick is too much. More than I can handle.

Maybe I can convince him to give me another lesson and we can work on my stamina—not like I’ve had a lot of time to hook up during med school or while getting my shit together, so it isn’t unexpected.

“Close,” I say fast. The quick word is all I can manage.

His eyes crinkle at the corners. That’s nice, he’s amused by this. Not exactly the reaction I want but it is what it is. I’m almost there when the pressure stops completely and he pulls away.

“Why?” I demand.

“Because now you get to fuck my face, so stop whining and come down my throat already.”

He’s so annoying but so, so damn good at it. Why do I like it so much?

I spread my legs a little more and reach for the sides of his face with both hands when he takes my tip into his mouth again. I hesitate for a second and he nods at me encouragingly, then his eyes lose their amusement and something that looks like care fills them. But it can’t be, can it?

I know Wolf doesn’t like me.

He’s made it pretty clear. But I like him, so I gotta make the best of this one-time deal.

My aching dick thanks me when I thrust my hips up and nudge the back of his throat with my dick. He sucks a little when he can get the chance but I’m moving too quickly, chasing the orgasm that wasright therejust a minute ago.

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