Page 69 of Last One Standing
Angel was thick and long but not ungodly. Like, truly, he was the perfect everything. I’d been a little nervous it would hurt my ribs when he fucked me, but he’d slid in like he was supposed to be there. And now, as I sucked his gorgeous dick, nothing had ever tasted better.
“Damn, Kona.”
I peered up. He was trying to keep his eyes open to watch, but every time I hollowed out my cheeks, they closed for a moment.
I cupped his balls and sucked him down as far as I could, loving how undone he was becoming.
His thighs began to shake, his balls tightened, and as soon as he tried to pull away, telling me he was about to come, I pulled him closer. I wanted every drop of this man. He filled my mouth and gripped my hair. I swallowed everything and pulled back with a smile.
“I knew dessert would be good.”
“Shit.” He collapsed on the bed. “That was incredible.”
“Sweet talker.”
He chuckled breathlessly and looked at me, his gaze traveling along my body. “You’re hard.”
“I just gave the hottest man I’ve ever seen a blowjob. Fuck yeah, I’m hard.”
He reached over and gripped my cock. “Straddle me and fuck my face, Kona.”
Fuck.I was gonna come just from the offer. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”
This was a comfortable position. It was easy on my ribs, and the view was outstanding. He opened his mouth and winked at me, the cocky bastard. Speaking of cock, I slide mine past his lips and almost sighed in relief when he began to suck me down.
He’d told me to fuck his face, but I wasn’t an asshole. I went slow, relishing in the feel of his tongue swirling around the head, and whatever else he was doing.Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
“Angel.”
He popped off. “I said fuck my face, Kona.”
Who was I to deny him? I began pumping; I could feel myself hitting the back of his throat and he just took me. Did the man even have a gag reflex?
“I’m gonna come.”
He gripped my ass so I couldn’t pull out and after a couple of pumps more, my orgasm slammed into me. Through it, he didn’t release me, milking me for every drop.
I rolled off him and laughed. It was such a freeing feeling, being with Angel. Sex had become something I’d hated, and he made me crave it again.
“I’m exhausted in the best way.” He had a cheesy grin on his face, and I had one to match.
“Let’s go to bed.”
We got cleaned up and settled under the covers, my head resting on his chest, his arm protectively wrapping me up close.
My brain was spinning, suddenly not tired anymore. I could tell Angel was awake too, so I asked a question I’d been wondering.
“How is it you’re the only brother that isn’t in a relationship?”
He tensed briefly, and I was going to tell him to forget it, but he answered. “Never wanted one.”
“There’s never been anyone you’ve wanted to try to make a future work with?”
There was a pregnant pause. “Once. I thought there was a guy.”
“What happened?”
“Well, he tried to kill us, but he was part of the brainwashed ring Four was in. He was a serious mess—I say that not to be mean. It took time, and I worked with Aziza to help him.”
