Page 43 of Vodka And Virtue

“Not this…close.”

He slipped my underwear down my legs, tossing them to the floor. Carlisle wrapped his fingers around my shaft. His other hand tugged at my sac, tracing over the skin lightly—too lightly, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.

I leaned back, resting my arms behind my head. “Do you need my help? I can walk you through it.”

“No, thanks. I have—”

He gave me a tentative stroke and licked his lips. Then, his head dropped into the crease of my thigh, and he laughed. He raised his head, shaking it. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“I figured. But it’s fine. It’s hotter this way, trust me. I like knowing your mouth belongs to me.”

“And I hate thinking of how you know what to do.”

“Uh, I watch a lot of porn?”

His brow arched. “Uh huh. Sure.”

Leaning forward, I cupped his jaw. “Carly, anything you do is going to feel amazing. Start wherever you want.”

“There’s just so…much of it.”

I choked back my laugh because he sounded serious. Carlisle bent his head over my lap and licked a long stripe down the side of my shaft. Then, his mouth hovered above the crown. His tongue snaked out to lick the frenulum before sliding over my slit. He tested the taste of my precum in his mouth, then he smiled wickedly and licked a circle around the head.

“You like the taste, don’t you?” He nodded without lifting his head. “Close your lips over the tip.”

He popped the head into his mouth and sucked, hard. The feeling was way too sensitive to be enjoyable. “Less suction, baby.”

Carlisle raised his eyes to mine and watched me as he softly glided his lips over the crown and down my shaft. The sight was beyond erotic. Straight out of one of my spank bank fantasies of him.

“Hold up, baby.” I scooted out from under him and hopped over to my dresser, grabbed a tie, and dashed back to the bed.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“God, no. But you’re going to have to tie my hands behind my head. Otherwise, I won’t be able to stop myself from grabbing your head and fucking your mouth.” His eyes widened. “I told you, I would always be honest with you. And that’s the truth. Watching you swallow my cock makes me want to fuck your mouth.”

“Is—is that something we can save for another time? It sounds like something I want to try.”

“Fuck, yes. God, I’m fucking crazy about you, Carly baby.”

I handed him the tie, and he scooted up my chest to fasten my wrists in a knot. Then he slid back down my body and settled between my legs again.

The wet heat of his mouth made my balls draw up tight. My stomach clenched with each pass of his tongue. With each glide of his lips, his tongue stroked the underside of my cock.

“You’re doing so good, sweetness. It’s killing me to keep still. Stroke your hand up and down as you suck me.”

He followed my direction so well, making waves of pleasure wash over me. With my wrists tied and the instructions I was giving him, this was quickly becoming the hottest blowjob of my life, despite his inexperience.

“That’s it, a little more suction over the head. Get it nice and wet, Carly. I like it sloppy.”

The sounds he made were sinful, bringing me closer to euphoria. He slurped my dick like he was starved for it. His eagerness to please me was what pushed me over the edge; white hot lightning shooting through my thighs, my abdomen. I bucked my hips, burying myself deeper in his throat, and he gagged as I emptied my load in his mouth. Carlisle swallowed most of it, but not all—drops of clear, white fluid dripping down the corner of his mouth. Using my knees to grip his hips and urge him forward, I surged forward, meeting him halfway, and seized his lips, licking my seed from his mouth, and kissed him until he forgot all about choking on my cock.

He pushed against my chest, needing to lift his head to breathe. Carlisle looked absolutely gorgeous with tears in his eyes, his pink lips swollen and shiny. I tugged at my restraints, dying to crush him against my chest and hold on to him.

Hold on to the best thing I’d ever found with another man.

“Untie me, Carly,” I rasped. “Need to hold you. Touch you.”

He made quick work of the knots, freeing me, and I pulled him onto my chest to lie atop me. I stroked his back, ran my fingers through his dark hair, and pressed kisses to the top of his head.

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