He stifled a moan, then graced my ears with another sweet keening sound.
Kneeling on the bed, I tilted my head curiously. “Is this what you get up to behind closed doors?” I trailed a finger down his chest, relishing how responsive he was to my touch. “You’ve always been quiet about your sex life. Are you submissive, Angel?”
He grimaced. “I want to be.”
I took his hand, lacing our fingers together and straddling his lap. “What do you mean?”
His fingers slipped from mine to sign, “I’ve never done it before.”
“Huh…” Well,thatwas a new development, but now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. I leaned over him, lining up our dripping cocks. I wrapped a hand around both of us and gave a gentle squeeze, pulling another sweet sound from Angel’s lips. “That’s too bad. You’ve got ‘good boy’ written all over you.”
Chapter 15
ANGEL
Raleigh Jenkins was actually goingto kill me. The words “good boy” from his mouth had been the object of my fantasies for years. Raleigh wasn’t a quiet guy, and sharing a space with him, I’d heard him say those words before, but they’d never been directed atme.
My hips jerked, pushing my cock through Raleigh’s fist. I keened in pleasure when the ridges of his piercings caught against my shaft. They felt so much better than I’d ever imagined. I looked between us, at the metal jutting out of our dicks, and my mouthwatered.
I’d never been more frustrated with my inability to speak than in that moment. I wanted to cry out Raleigh’s name, beg him to roll over so I could lick every single one of those piercings until he erupted over my tongue.
But all I managed was another whine.
Raleigh’s finger brushed my lip, coming away covered in drool. He followed my gaze to his cock, a wicked grin curling his lips. “Are you hungry, my sweet Angel?”
My head frantically nodded against the pillow.I want to taste you;pleaselet me taste you.
Raleigh rose onto his knees, and my cock protested the loss of his hand. He pivoted to sit against the headboard.
“Get over here,” he growled.
I moved so quickly that my head spun. Kneeling between Raleigh’s thighs, I spat onto the hoop that pierced his cockhead.
“Wait,” he commanded, folding one arm behind his head. Hand in my hair, his strong fingers massaged my scalp as he held me in place. “Slowly, darling.”
My muscles quivered with the effort of holding myself back. There was no way in hell I was going to burst before I got my mouth on Raleigh.
I lapped at his cockhead, flipping the jewelry with my tongue. Raleigh moaned, and precome burst onto my tongue. Absoluteperfection. I licked the underside of his cock, my tongue stud knocking against each rung of his piercings until I earned my prize. Jacob’s Ladder? Please. It was a fucking stairway to heaven.
Raleigh’s hand clenched in my hair, forcing me to take it slow. It was sohardto obey, but I did. I wanted to be his good boy. The sting of my scalp only spurred me onward. I worked him down inch by inch, swallowing as I adjusted to his girth, the metal of his piercing rubbing the back of my throat.
“Damn, you’ve been holding out on me,” Raleigh managed. He sighed, “That’s my good boy.”
I hummed, and Raleigh moaned. I’d dreamt of this moment for years. Eli didn’t care for blow jobs; he’d rather be fucked to the point of orgasm without touching himself.
Guilt stabbed my chest, but I pushed it away. I tried to ignore what I was doing—making a conscious decision to cheat on my boyfriend.
Fiancé? He was still waiting for my answer.
Agh, fuck!
I banished all thoughts of the man who’d asked me to marry him. I couldn’t face the fact that I was meant to be with someone who wasn’t Raleigh.
All I had to do was focus on him, and everything would be okay.
I flattened my tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves below Raleigh’s cockhead and he clenched his fist in my hair, the rings on his fingers digging into my scalp.
“You’re killing me, Angel.” My own cock throbbed, desperate for attention. I wasn’t sure if he was using my name or treating it as a term of endearment, but I didn’t care. When his cock swelled in my mouth, I pulled off and licked my lips, soaking up every taste of him I could get.