Page 133 of Brace and Chase

“Nik,” I say in warning. Though I don’t know why, the asshole knows what he’s doing. “Fuck,” I spit out again, resisting with all the willpower I have, and focusing on not moving my hips.

He looks fucking good with my cock in his mouth, taking me down all the way until his nose almost touches my skin.

He stays there for a long moment, making me moan like the eternally horny blob I become for him, then he leansback and my cock slips out but he strokes me fast with his hand. He takes two quick breaths, then goes back in.

And when he does, he fucking swallows around me.

The new sensation is too much.

The pressure is perfect.

The heat around me, the suction . . .

“Nik,” I moan again, this time in defeat, but it gets drowned out by a groan of pure, white hot pleasure.

He pulls back while I’m still coming, and I stumble forward while my load splashes on the ground.

“What the?—”

“A minute and seven seconds,” he cries in victory.

Okay, okay. Cool, cool, cool, cool,I hear the popular cop show’s words in my head as panic starts to ruin the great fucking mood the orgasm gave me.

I won’t fucking lose.

Without a word, I drop to the floor, forgetting about the come on the surface, and just attack Nik’s pants. I get his dick out—already hard, that’s an advantage for me.

“Sweet—” he starts, but can’t get another word out when I squeeze him.

Then I take the phone from him as I drag his stretchy sweatpants down his hips with my other hand.

I start the clock the second I see his knees appear.

I can’t take all of him to the back of my throat because I haven’t been training at the deepthroating school like he apparently has, but my finger will do the trick.

Without stopping my stride of stroking and sucking him,I manage to spit on my finger, and go back in so fast I doubt he even realizes it.

But I do get his attention when I slip the tip right in.

“Charlie,” he growls, and my only answer is to suck harder and bury my finger deeper. “No,” he snaps. “Just—fuuuuck,” he moans, long and loud when I press right against the bundle of nerves I’ve gotten so intimately close to.

It can’t take me more than ten seconds to make him come then, and I stop the clock without looking, right when the first spurt of come hits my tongue.

Breathing hard, I step back, leaving him to his own devices like he did to me, and I look at the number on the screen.

“No!” I scream.

“What?” he says, voice breathy because he’s actually going to get to enjoy his fucking orgasm bliss.

“One oh eight,” I admit.

“I won?” he asks, eyes wide. “Fuck yeah.”

“God,” I groan and throw my head back. “She’s going to kill me,” I whine.

“No she won’t. She likes you better than me apparently,” Nik says in a gentle tone he rarely uses. Then he cups my cheeks and kisses me softly. “Come on, let’s take a shower.”

I let my head drop and he takes on the weight, not letting me look away.

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