Page 83 of Scoring the Player
He snorts. “We can’t both forget how to speak.”
I huff. “Those hands speak better than I ever could.”
He stares down at the piano keys.
He’s cute when he’s being shy.
“An album?”
“Mm…maybe. I sing and play guitar too.”
“Wow.” I lean in. “I didn’t think you could get any sexier.”
He flushes, and I want to trail his lips with my thumb.
“Wanna see my sex dungeon?” I whisper.
His gaze darkens. “We’re out,” he says, jumping to his feet.
We sayour goodbyes and then pause at the door to put on our shoes and coats. As soon as Blue’s tatted hands glide across the lapel of his leather jacket, I rush him, sealing my mouth to his.
He moans. Giving as good as he gets, he sucks on my tongue.
Wrapping my arm around his waist, I press against him, deepening the kiss.
I squeeze his hand between the press of our bodies, and he latches on to the zipper of my pants.
“What are you doing?” I rasp against his lips before moving down his neck and nipping his Adam’s apple.
“One taste,” he whispers.
“Blue—”
“Please.”
I glance behind us, then move us to the wall shielded by the coat rack. He drops to his knees, unzips my jeans, then lifts me out of my briefs.
A sharp breath sends my teeth crashing into my bottom lip as he licks between the bars of my piercing, alternating latching on to the surrounding skin.
“Blue,” I gasp.
He pauses to swallow, then licks the pre-cum pooling in my slit.
We both stiffen at the sound of footsteps. I start to pull back, but his fingers dig into the backs of my thighs, the only warning before I hit the back of his throat.
“Ngh.” Streaks of white spread behind my eyelids.
His tongue massages the underside as he works me deeper down his throat. So fucking warm, the suction so tight it borders on painful.
“Fuck.” My palm presses into the wall. “Someone’s coming.”
He pulls off, gasping for air, then sucks me down to my base. The pressure between my thighs builds as he rubs his nose in the hair at my root with a wet moan.His eyes shift to an inky charcoal color, lasering into me.
“Christ,” I mutter around a ragged breath as his hands tighten on my ass, and he corkscrews me in and out of his throat. Each glide of his tongue sends a throbbing ache through my body. My fingers trace his sexy lips spread taut around my length, making him hum, shooting a vibration from my abdomen down to my toes.
Fuuuck.Grabbing his face, my hips snap, fucking his mouth.
The footsteps grow louder.
