Page 54 of The Marriage Policy

He laughs, and I love how easily I can make him do that.

We get out of the car and head inside. Donovan unlocks the door and stands aside for me to go in first. “Such a gentleman,” I tease.

I’m surprised when Donovan takes my hand as he leads me into our—his—bedroom. He flicks on the light, and when I go for my shirt, he stops me.

“You’re going to suck my dick. The least I can do is take our clothes off.”

“That and suck me off back.”

“Oh yeah. That’s a given.” He gives me a grin that makes my stomach feel fluttery. Pre-BJ nerves, maybe?

Donovan leads me to the bed, then tugs my LA Rebels T-shirt over my head. I had to rep our team, of course. “You have such a great body.” He runs his hand down my chest.

“Um…and you don’t? You’ve worked hard over the years. It definitely paid off.” Not that there was anything wrong with him before. I love all versions of Donovan.

He kneels in front of me and tugs down my shorts. My dick is already getting hard, and it doesn’t help to see Donovan on his knees in front of me.

“Aren’t we in the wrong position for me to do the sucking?”

“We’ll get there. It’s going to be hard for me to wait. I love sucking dick.” He presses his lips to my stomach, and the fluttering feeling there grows.

Donovan takes my shoe off, gets my shorts and underwear off around my boot, and then stands. Before I have much of a chance to do anything, he’s stripping out of his clothes, shoes, and socks too.

We’re both totally hard now, cocks out, and I bump mine into his. “We can play games with these things. Tag, you’re it.” I tap his dick with mine again.

“Oh my God. You’re such a dork.”

“You love that about me,” I tell him.

Donovan looks at me funny before he says, “I do,” then cocks a brow. “So how do you wanna do this?”

How do I want to do this? The boot doesn’t make this easy. “Should you sit up with your back against the headboard and I can kinda lie between your legs?”

His dick twitches.

“Oh hey. You liked that.”

“You’re talking about being between my legs. Of course I do.” Donovan pushes some of the pillows out of the way and gets into position. He’s slowly stroking his shaft as he watches me, waits for me to move or do something, and…holy shit is he hot. This whole visual in front of me is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

But we’re not just here for me to ogle him, are we? So I get onto the mattress and settle myself. My boot is heavy and annoying, but I find a way to get as comfortable as I can. I can’t wait to get rid of this thing, but right now all I want is to focus on Donovan’s dick.

He’s trimmed the tight black curls at his groin recently. His balls are really full and high, cock long and leaking. Without wasting any time, I lean in and swipe my tongue over the tip, collecting the fluid there.

He gasps. “Shit. Jump right in, why don’t you?”

“Would you expect anything else from me?” Because of course that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

When I lean down again, I let my tongue make a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip. His skin is salty, which makes sense. This masculine, musky scent fills my senses, making me inhale to get more of it because that smell? It goes straight to my dick. Makes me harder and feel drunk off him.

“Fuck,” he says, his voice tight.

“You smell good.” I breathe him in again. “And taste good too.” I lick him again, then let my tongue circle his crown. “This is kinda fun. It’s so hot against my tongue. What do you want me to do, D? Tell me.”

“Jesus. That’s sexy, babe. Suck me.” He puts his hand on my head and eases me down.

I…like that, him telling me what he wants and leading me along like this. It’s not something I’ve experienced with someone I was having sex with before. I’ve always taken the lead, and in some ways, yeah, I’ll want to do that with Donovan too, but I like him guiding me. I’ve always trusted Donovan more than anyone. He always knows the right thing to do.

I let him push my head down until I’m close to his shaft again, then take the tip into my mouth. More of his salty flavor bursts on my tongue, the taste of his precum making me throb.

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