Page 40 of Knock Knock

Xavi’s head turned, and his eyes landed on mine. “No.”

“No?” I tilted my head.

“No. I’m the bottom.”Teen Wolfbecame nothing. Not even background noise because I couldn’t hear it over the blood rushing through my ears. “Come on, daredevil. Don’t make me fight you on this.” He hit me with intensity in his eyes and a challenge I wouldn’t have been able to back down from even if I tried.

“Oh?” I mused, moving his hand up until it pressed against my hard cock. “You think you can handle this?”

Xavi didn’t back down. He grabbed my dick so hard I winced, following it with a moan. “This in my ass?” He leaned in, lips on my neck. “Fuck around and find out.”

When his tongue ran over my pulse point, I shivered so hard my teeth rattled. Hot breath tickled my skin, and Xavi’s authority brought my mind online. I let him taunt the sanity out of me, living for it, but when he went for my lips, I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled him back.

“Maybe it’s your turn to put your mouth where your ass wants to be.” Or whatever that saying was. I pushed him down, and he smirked as he kneeled before me. My purple briefs turned darker in the front, and when Xavi ran his palms up my thighs, my dick twitched.

“Did you buy these for me?” he asked, fingers skimming the fabric.

“Yes.”

“I noticed.” He leaned forward. “Ireallyfucking noticed.” His open mouth landed on my clothed cock, and fuck me, I knew he’d be a bold bastard, but I had no idea how hair-triggered it’d make me.

I groaned, gripping the back of the couch to keep myself from shooting off it. He nuzzled his face in my groin, hands and mouth being as sinful as the daredevil he called me. I knew it was my play. My turn to make a move and see how he reacted, but I was a bit fucking busy trying not to blow up all over the place.

“Knew it,” Xavi said, hooking his thumbs in the waistband.

“Knew what?” Jesus. Was that my voice? Had it always been so timid and scratchy?

“Knew you’d know just what to do to get what you wanted and then have no idea how to take it.” He tugged hard and my ass slid to the edge of the cushion. My briefs landed on the floor, and there it was. Instead of my thumbs-up and big smile in the frame with his nicked dick at the hospital, it was his wet lips and green eyes on my very hard cock. “Don’t worry. I know how to take it.”

Holy fuck, did he ever.

Xavi’s fingers wrapped around the base, and his warm, wet tongue licked all the way to the tip. His eyes stayed on mine.I trembled.

“Fuck, Xav.” My arms strained on the back of the couch. “You look good down there.”

“I’ll look good on your dick, too.”

He wrapped his lips around the tip, bobbing his head to get a feel for it. I was trying to feel less of it because this was my first real experience with Xavi, and to be honest, I had no chill. Like none.

I was a fan of blowjobs, but I also wasn’t. Sometimes, the vibe wasn’t right, and I spent too much time cringing and shifting my hips, trying to encourage the person to stick with a pace or run their tongue over the right spot. None of that mattered with Xavi because the sight of him with my cock in his mouth, drool sliding down his chin, and his curiously daring green eyes glancing up at me every few seconds made me the bubbliest volcano on the planet. I was about to blow.

“Jesus fuck, okay. You proved your point. You can suck a dick.” I tried to yank on his hair to pull him off, wanting to keep this going longer. But Xavi growled at me.

“You know how long I’ve wanted to taste-test cum?” he spat at me, chest heaving. “Don’t stop me. Give it to me. I wanna see what all the fuss is about.” He glared.

Guess he really meant it when he said he wanted to lick a dick.

His glare, paired with that confession, sparked something inside me. Not something. Someone. The mouthy, thirteen-year-old version of me that back-talked like a bastard and had no fucks to give about the consequences because attitude was my middle name.

“Earn it,” I dared him, edgy. “You won’t get this for free, Xavi… oh, fuck.”

With gumption and tongue, Xavi sucked my dick and fucked my mind. When I hit the back of his throat, feeling his silent gag and the constriction of his muscles, my eyes fluttered shut. Xavi didn’t stop. He put his mouth where his ass wanted to be and put me in my place while doing it. He moaned around me, vibrating my nuts and jerking the base, eager for his taste of cum.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I clenched my ass, but it did no good. “Xav…”

His hand moved up as his mouth moved down, and that was what cooked me. My eyes shot open and I watched him drink me down. My abs all tightened at once and my ass lifted off the couch, the orgasm burning through me like lava. I choked on a groan, decided not to hold it in, and let it loose as my cock filled his mouth with cum. Xavi never once backed off, licking and sucking until I took a breath and stopped him.

“Why the actual fuck are you so good at that?” I asked, my arms dropping limply to my sides. “You practice on a banana or something?”

Xavi grinned, eyes shy. He licked his lips and leaned back, ass on his heels. “You’re more plantain size.”

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