Page 20 of Uncharted Desires
They’re swollen and heavy against my touch and I massage them with the tips of my fingers, enough to give him pressure but not enough to make it painful.
Pre-cum spills on my tongue, the taste more intense than before. And now it’s me who’s fighting to stay present.
My entire body moves back and forth as I suck him, the tingling in my balls becoming unbearable, and when he pulls on my hair so hard my skull stings, I grab my cock with my other hand and squeeze the base to stop myself from creaming my pants.
Sawyer hisses and his shoulders jerk off the wall.
“Wait.”
I don’t.
“Blake.” His voice is strained like he’s struggling to form words.
I keep going.
I know he’s close. It’s apparent in how his cock pulses in my mouth, and it only makes me more eager.
I moan around him, ready for what’s about to come. Ready and willing.
But Sawyer isn’t, and this time, he uses his grip to pull my head back and off his cock.
Instantly, my mouth feels empty, but my eyes get an orgasm all the same as he keeps my head steady a few inches away from his cock, squeezes his eyes shut, and with a deliciously sounding grunt, he uses his other hand to angle his cock down and spill his load on the leather jacket I’m kneeling on.
It’s nothing short of beautiful.
His entire body convulses as ropes of cum shoot out of him in a never-ending wave of his release and it seems like forever until his grip finally tightens, and his hand is simply laying on my head. His body goes slack against the wall behind him. Spent. Relaxed. Pleased.
It takes everything I have to ignore the throbbing in my pants and scramble off the ground, my knees hurting and cracking as I do.
When we’re standing face to face, he opens up his eyes.
I’m not sure if he sees me initially, his eyes glazed-over, unfocused, and not present. And all I can do is watch.
Finally, he lets out a prolonged exhale and stands upright before tucking his still half-hard cock inside his pants.
I reach down to arrange my still-raging erection. When his eyes drop, I take a step back to make it clear—nothing else will happen today.
Only now do I realize it started raining for good.
He’s the first one to speak. “Now what?”
His tone is so… not like him. So soft and gentle that it almost makes me laugh.
“Now? Now you’re going to find us a way down that doesn’t involve roof-hopping. And then you’ll drive us back to campus like the perfect student you are.”
I don’t wait for his reaction, turning on my heel and moving in a random direction.
For a second, I wonder if he’ll slip right back to his usual self, tell me to go fuck myself and find my own ride.
I’m three steps into my journey to nowhere in particular when I hear gravel being shuffled from behind, followed byheavy footsteps. And I know the Sawyer I once knew is now gone, and the new one is walking right behind me.
Chapter Four
Blake
“ARE YOUSUREwe’re going to get in?” Xander shifts from foot to foot like a spooked-out bunny while we’re standing in line atSkin on Skinto pick up Sawyer’s part of the project on Saturday night.
I didn’t exactly plan on taking him with me. I’m still not ready to explain what exactly is the… thing between Sawyer and me. Not until I figure it out myself. But the second I mentioned where I was going—the fact that it’s free was a big factor—he shot me one puppy-eyed look and I had to agree.
