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“If that hurts,” I started, but he smiled and shook his head.
“It’s awkward, but it doesn’t hurt.” He was balanced almost fully on one knee as he began to lather up my legs. My cock perked up, and he snorted a laugh, glancing up at me again as heran his fingers over my thickening shaft. He had water dripping off his long, dark lashes.
“Is this for me?”
“You’re really sexy. You make me horny,” I admitted.
His cheeks flushed, and he shook his head. “The way you say that.” It wasn’t a complete sentence, but it was enough. He liked the way I spoke, and that was…new. He made me feel like I didn’t need to double-, triple-, and quadruple-think everything that slipped past my lips and tongue. “Can I put my mouth on you?”
My eyes widened. “Like?—?”
He cradled my dick in his palm, looking up at me. “I want to get you hard and needy. When we’re done with the shower, I’d like to take you to my bed and finger you.” The way he just said it, like…like it was just athinghe wanted to do?Fuck. “Then you can tell me exactly how you want to lose the rest of your virginity.”
It took me a long moment to find my words. “Yes.” The word came out raspy and small, but he still heard me.
Quinn smiled, then gently eased me back against the tiles. They were warm now, and not as jarring as my skin pressed against them, and he carefully moved my feet further apart so I didn’t fall. “Hold on to me. Put your hands in my hair,” he said.
I obeyed, almost like I had no control over my limbs. His locks were wet and coarse—short but still with enough grip that I could keep myself steady. When I tightened my fingers, he groaned and nodded, then surged forward and ran his nose along the length of my dick.
“Shit.” It thickened, and though the urge to come wasn’t as intense, it was still there, thrumming at the base of my spine. “I—I might—I might come again.”
“Do it,” he said. “Right in my mouth if you want.”
My head fell back with a heavy, stinging thud, but the pain was nice. It distracted me from the intensity of Quinn’s lips, which immediately fit over the head of my cock. I couldn’t meet his gaze, but I could feel it on me as he gave a gentle suck.
“Oh god, ohgod.”
He hummed, the vibrations coursing through my skin, and my balls ached again. I wasn’t going to last. I’d had a couple of marathon jack-off sessions in my late teens when I first discovered the kind of porn I liked, but it hadn’t felt like this. This was a desperation I didn’t know humans could feel.
I hadn’t been this fucking close and this fucking needy before in my life.
“If you want me to stop and can’t find the words, tap me on the shoulder,” he said, pulling off just long enough to speak.
I didn’t have time to appreciate that he’d noticed I would occasionally struggle to talk because he fit his mouth right back around me, but this time, he sank forward, taking me all the way to the back of his throat. Christ, I was going to die of ecstasy. Hell, maybe I had died already, and this was heaven.
Had I been that good in life?
My fingers tightened in his hair as he began to bob his head, taking me all the way in, then out, almost to the very tip. He swirled his tongue around, then dipped it into my slit, groaning like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
My mouth watered. I wanted this. I wanted to do this to him. I wanted to spread him out and make him squirm. But I wasn’t sure he’d say yes if I asked. He seemed hyperfocused on me, and maybe that was his way of coping with this situation.
He sucked harder, like he was trying to distract me from my thoughts, and oh god, it was working. “I’m—I…fuck,” I gasped. “Come…coming. Think I’m…”
He sped up, the sound wet and sloppy and better than any porn I had ever listened to in my life. He slurped around me,and then his palm cupped my balls, rolling them between his fingers with just the right amount of pleasure that I couldn’t hold on.
My knees went weak, and he caught me before I collapsed. The pressure of his hands on my hips and the fact that doing it made him take my dick all the way to the hilt was too much. I shuddered, groaned, then let go.
He swallowed around me as I came. It wasn’t nearly as much as the first time, and I was more sensitive as the orgasm began to wane. Luckily—somehow—he was still paying attention, and he pulled off before it became painful.
My vision was a little foggy, but I could see him well enough when I looked down, and he swiped his hand across his slightly swollen lips before climbing to his feet. It took him a bit of effort since he couldn’t bend his knee, but I offered him both my hands, and he used me to steady himself.
“Sorry. I’m not as graceful as I used to be.”
I stared at him with wide eyes. “Please don’t apologize for that. You are maybe the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my life.”
He sucked in a breath, then touched my jaw. “You actually mean that, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” I really, really did.
