Page 126 of Green Flag
“Just under the head— there’s a bit of skin that attaches— fuck, yes, justthere.”
I flicked my tongue against the tight skin that was harder, connecting his shaft to the head of his cock and the head on his shoulders fell back into the wall. “Yes, likethat.”
This all felt like a tease. Where was his desperate need? He was letting me play and find my feet, but if he wasn’t… if he didn’t use me like a rag doll, was he really enjoying it?
My mouth released him with an audible pop and his brows lowered in confusion.
I ran my tongue so very lightly underneath his cock, dragging it along his shaft back to that banjo string where he grunted. “Everly,” he growled in frustration. But it wasn’t angry. He knew I had him now.
“Suck my cock,” he demanded. “Tease me later. Make me come now.”
There was nothing I wanted more than for Luca to win his fight. To see this man with all his masculine power let loose the strength in his muscles and dominate in the boxing ring.
But teasing him? Getting him all wound up to the point he knew I had some power too? That was aneed.
Slowly, I fisted him again, spitting to get more traction and then put his cock into my mouth, gliding my lips and tongue up and down him.
“Suck it. Like an ice lolly. Lips tight and suck as you drag up.”
I tried to go down to the hilt, but he was just too big and wide for me to go all the way. I was breathing quickly through my nose, gagging as I went further.
“More. Take more.”
The grit in his voice, the damn desperation, his desperate need for me made my mouth obey until he was hitting the back of my throat, and I was gasping, struggling not to gag.
“Loosen your throat. Let me in. You can take it. Just an inch more. That’s it, good girl. Fuck, Everly. Now suck.”
I tried but he was so large and filling I was worried I’d scrape my teeth against him because there wasn’t enough room in my mouth. He guided me, with his hands in my hair, to where I could breathe again. I pursed my lips around him and sucked like he’d requested, grabbing onto his thick, tense thighs for leverage.
“Shit, yes. Yes, Everly. Now again. Again and again and again.”
My neck was going to hurt from the motion to cover the length of him but as his grunts became wilder, a warmth pooled in my core, and my sucking became less controlled, more an impulse. And in between my gags, those were my whines I could hear, vibrating around his cock because I was getting off on this nearly as much as he was.
“Breathe through your nose,” he commanded. “Your wet, warm mouth feels so fucking good, Everly. I can’t even imagine what your pussy would be like.”
It clenched when he said that. It always felt so achingly empty around him.
“I’m going to come,” he groaned. “You’re going to lick me clean, aren’t you? Not one single drop, you said.”
I moaned around him, yes yes yes yes yes.
“Look at me.”
Dutifully, I did. I hadn’t realised I’d been closing my eyes, but now that they were open, I felt the sting of tears and looked at this beautiful man, thrusting into my mouth with purpose as he came, bursting hot spills of cum onto my tongue and down my throat.
“Don’t swallow,” he ordered. “Let me see.”
I went to argue, but he tugged on my chin, baring my open mouth to him where his cum had pooled.
It felt dirty…but I felt adored.
“Fuck,” he groaned and stroked my cheek. “Oh, fuck, Everly, you’re so beautiful.”
There was a pause before his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he nodded. “You can swallow.”
A little cough escaped me as I swallowed the last of him. My knees were weak as I tried to stand. He gave me a hand to help me and pulled me into his chest, his body trembling from the orgasm. “Everly, is kissing against our rules?”
A laugh warmed my pounding chest. “That would definitely go against our strict only-friends rule.”
