Page 43 of Oleander
“I didn’t want to open the portal, Skyler. But I didn’t want to let you down either. A part of me would have always been waiting for you if you didn’t come back. Please don’t leave me again.” My words hang heavily in the air between us. A plea to stay together. Two outsiders, just like he said.
Skyler cups my cheeks, staring down at me intently. “I’m not going anywhere, Ander. This is my home now. In Faerie. At the academy. And most importantly, withyou.”
Tears prick my eyes at the idea of fate bringing us together. Everything feels right with Sky, like we were meant to find each other. Like this world has somethingbigin store for us.
Untamed desire brews in my belly, and I’m desperate to taste him. I lean forward and press my face to his fabric-covered erection. He smells like bergamot and citrus mixed with the heady musk of warm, male skin. I mouth his hard length through his underwear, peering up to see if he likes it.
Skyler stares down at me with unnerving intensity. Pupils completely blown, his normally icy gaze is darker than a moonless night. An electric crackle caresses my skin, urging meon. I slip my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pull them down.
His erection springs free, bobbing in front of my face and making my mouth water with its perfection. Thick and long, with a delicious upward curve, it’sbeautiful. And the anticipation of his reaction makes me perversely eager to suck his cock.
Unable to wait a second longer, I lean forward and swipe my tongue from base to tip, causing Skyler to let out a prolonged groan. I do it again, teasing us both before I put my mouth on him, sucking on the tip and swirling my tongue around his slit.
“Oh, fuuuck. Ander, keep doing that,” Sky insists, eyes pinched shut in pleasure.
I follow his cues, never having done this before, and continue to focus my attention on the head of his cock, imagining what I think would feel good for me.
“More,” he breathes out as his thigh muscles clench up. “Take more.”
I pull him deeper into my mouth, and Skyler groans in pleasure. I pick up a steady, rhythmic pace, and he threads his fingers through my hair, ever so slowly starting to rock his hips.
“How are you so good at this?” he breathes out.
I’ve held off my magic for this long, but I don’t have enough control when he starts to caress the tips of my ears. The poison seeps out, and his cock tingles inside my mouth, little zaps of electricity dancing across my tongue.
Skyler gasps, “Oh my fucking God.Your mouth is vibrating. . .” he trails off as if the pleasure is too strong for words. He tugs on my hair, rocking his hips faster, going deeper into my throat with each thrust. I brace my hands on his muscled thighs, letting Skyler take control and use my mouth however he wants. Tears leak from my eyes as his cock continues to plunge in and out of my throat, but my gag reflex is nowhere to be found.
“Ander, fuck. You’re amazing at this.Incredible.” I preen inside, proud that I can give him so much pleasure.
Skyler pulls out, allowing me a few quick breaths before once again cutting off my air supply with his cock.And I love it.My mouth floods with saliva, dripping down my chin and neck.
“I dreamed about this,” he admits, lost to the rapture.
I pull back and release him with a pop, my own confession slipping from my blow-job-swollen lips. “Me too.”
Skyler stares at me like I’m special, desirable, and like I’m currently giving him the greatest pleasure of his life. I swallow his cock once again, allowing him to take over and use my mouth.
It doesn’t take him long.
“I’m gonna come,” he warns, moments before warm liquid spurts into the back of my throat. His cock pulses, sparking with more electricity as our magic combines. My gaze is yanked up by the low, sexy groan rumbling out of his chest as he firmly presses himself into my mouth. The small patch of hair at the base of his cock tickles my nose as he continues pulsing with aftershocks. His eyes flick to mine, and the moment they do, something deeper passes between us.
Skyler’s cock finally softens, gently slipping out of my mouth. I stagger to my feet, wobbling slightly. I reach out, grabbing onto his muscled forearms. I was so into it that both of my legs fell asleep.
Wow.
My first blow job went from zero to one hundred quickly, and now I’m ready to pass out, my own dick telling me to just go to bed. I got enough joy from servicing Skyler even if I didn’t come.
“Let me return the favor,” Skyler mumbles, his voice heavy with sleep and his eyes nearly closed as he continues to steady me.
“We’re both exhausted. It’s been a long day. We need sleep.”
Skyler doesn’t disagree, leading us to his bed, climbing in, and holding his covers back. I slip into the cool sheets, and he rolls over, curling into a ball. I tug him close and spoon his bigger body, smiling into his silky hair as he begins to snore softly in post-orgasmic bliss.
But I need to know something before I can fall asleep.
“Skyler?”
“Hmm?” His voice is muffled by the pillow and nearly indistinguishable from sleep. I peer over his shoulder and catch him hugging onto a small, round throw pillow like he misses a stuffed animal from childhood. My grin widens, making a mental note to buy him one.
