Page 9 of Just Is Not Enough

“Impressive,” he says looking up at me with raised eyebrows.

I don’t have time to respond when he suddenly flattens his tongue over my balls, sucking one after the other into his mouth while languidly stroking my cock. He makes sure to give equal attention to both balls, then begins to lick his way up my shaft from base to head. The tip of his tongue presses firmly into the slit causing my body to tremble uncontrollably.

His seductive eyes are fixated on mine as he engulfs my dick, one palm against my ass pushing me deeper until the head hits the back of his throat.

My teeth clamp down on my fist attempting to hold back the animalistic grunt I make when he swallows around the tip. He doesn’t even gag. His fingers tighten around my ass, and he gives a slight head shake. The sensations make my stomach tighten and nostrils flare, my eyes begging him for more. His brows arch with a sternness, lips tightly wrapped around my shaft, giving me a warning not to make a sound. I nod in compliance.

Kaden slides back up my length hollowing his cheeks, the suction strong enough to cause my hips to buck chasing the feeling.

Taking hold of my free hand, he places it on the back of his head squeezing my fingers, clenching a patch of his curls up in them. The hand on my ass pushes my body further against his face while the other covering my hand pushes his head forward, giving explicit directions what he expects of me.

Say no more, Kaden.

Not wasting another moment, I tighten my hold on his hair and thrust forward with full force. I pause for the briefest moment to check on him. When I see Kaden’s eyes turn black with lust, it sends me into a frenzy. The sheer force I start fucking his mouth with immediately brings tears to his eyes.

Kaden is holding onto the back of my thighs for dear life as I continue hammering my cock to the back of his throat, not letting up for a second. He’s unleashed something feral in me I didn’t realize was there. Keeping my fist in my mouth, knowing I couldn’t stay quiet if I tried, my teeth clench tighter around it.

Admit it, Luke, you’re keeping it there to please him by being his Good Boy.

Why does that thought make my knees weak? I’m thankful for the music outside the room covering up our heavy breathing and the indecent sound Kaden’s mouth around my cock is making, so we don’t have the audience he warned me about.

The sight of snot beginning to drip out his nose, tears streaming down his pinkened cheeks, and his hooded eyes conveying how much he’s enjoying himself is obscene and beautiful at the same time, sending me over the edge.

My balls draw up tighter when I halt thrusting with them pressed against his chin, my cum shooting directly down his throat. I’m seeing stars behind my clenched eyelids. He easily swallows every drop as my cock pulses until it’s emptied all I have to give him.

What the fuck was that? I’ve never been that rough when getting head from a woman. I’m too afraid to hurt them. Kaden welcomed it wholeheartedly and I won’t complain, having come so hard I have to grip his shoulders to regain my balance.

Kaden rises to his full height smiling like Cheshire Cat, wiping his face with the back of his hands. “Such a good boy,” he acknowledges my accomplishment. My smile mirrors his hearing the approval.

Feeling sated, I instinctively go to pull him in close by the nape of his neck to kiss him when he pulls back, pushing his palms against my chest.

Why does that make my stomach twist uncomfortably?

Chapter Nine

They Both Scare Me

Kaden

TheexpressiononLuke’sface when I stopped him from kissing me tells me I did the right thing. I’ve seen it on someone in the past. It’s the look a straight man gets when he’s satisfied with everything we did together, but once the high wears off, the not knowing how he feels about it inevitably comes.

a.k.a messy!

As fun as this night has been, I can’t do this again. I swore off straight men after He Who Shall Not Be Mentioned. No one is worth that kind of pain again. No matter how phenomenal his cock felt down my throat, taking this any further than that may ruin me this time around.

“Uh, sorry. That was fun, though,” I sputter out, not knowing how to keep this from being more awkward than it has suddenly become.

“I can have my cock down your throat, but I can’t kiss you?” Thankfully, the music pumping in the background is louder than his statement.

His facial expression has changed to indignation, complete with furrowed brows and tight lips. Is he hurt? I don’t know how to explain without sounding like an asshole. Luke is a nice guy. I don’t want to hurt his feelings.

“You’re straight, Luke. I’m fully aware. We had a good time. Let’s leave it at that.”

“I’m not saying I want to marry you after one blowjob, Kaden. I don’t see how one kiss would change that. And I think it’s a little obvious after my reaction to your company tonight and all this,” he motions between me and his now half flaccid dick, pants still around his thighs, “that I might be a little less straight than I was yesterday.” Luke sounds like that logical bitch in my head now.

Attempting to avoid giving a response, I turn to unlock the stall door to leave when Luke stops me.

With his hand on the door holding it closed, Luke softly whispers in my ear, “I’m not done with you yet, Kaden.” His hand falls, briefly caressing mine on the door lock before dropping to his side. My forearms are littered with goosebumps.

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