Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“I can’t… You make me dizzy.”
He grinned. “You make me crazy.”
My cock was wet at the tip, glistening with precum. X stared at it, then ran a finger along the length. He groaned and wrapped a hand around me. His touch felt almost too good.
At least I knew he wasn’t going to be scared off by touching another man’s dick.
“I’m going to taste you now. I need to know what it’s like. I’ve been thinking about it all day.”
“You… What?” I’d never thought he would want to…
He teased the underside of my dick, and I lost the ability to think or speak. I just stared down at him, wanting to beg for more but scared to break the spell, scared this was actually a dream and I would wake up.
He ran his tongue over my slit, licking up my precum.
No. He wouldn’t… This couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be the man who was feared by so many mobsters and hardened criminals, a man who could command a kingdom of his own. There was no way he was on his knees for me.
I was just an awkward, fucked-up man with superior hacking skills. I rarely even talked to people. It had been months since I’d wanted a man inside me badly enough to use an app to arrange a hookup. What the hell was happening?
He sucked on the head of my cock, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He didn’t look disgusted. He didn’t look confused. He looked ecstatic.
A moment later, he pulled off and looked up at me. “You like that?”
“Like is nowhere near the right word for it.”
“I want more.” He took me back into his mouth, and I couldn’t help myself. I slid my hands into his short hair, wanting to hold him there, wanting this to never end.
He grabbed my wrists, pulled my hands away, and pinned them at my sides.
I struggled against his hold, not because I really wanted to be free but because I wanted to feel how strong he was. I wanted him to keep me trapped. I wanted to know I was secure with him.
Without squeezing me too hard or seeming to put out any effort at all he kept his hold. His hands might as well have been steel cuffs for all I could move them.
He took my cock deeper into his mouth, and I stopped fighting him. I had to focus on making this last more than a few seconds.
X was obviously not bothered by the feel of a cock in his mouth. This might be his first time sucking dick, but he was better than almost anyone I’d had before. Or maybe it was so good because it was him. Whatever the reason, his mouth felt incredible. He sucked and licked with enthusiasm, but I wasn’t sure he was ready for me to come down his throat. If he didn’t stop soon, I…
He took me even deeper, and I groaned. Jesus, did he have no gag reflex? This man should have been sucking dick for years. Skill like this needed to be used and appreciated.
I started to struggle again, needing him to let go of my hands, needing him to stop before I came. “X, I can’t hold back. It’s too good. I’m going to come.”
When I was sure there was no way for me to stop myself, he pulled back and squeezed the base of my dick.
“No, you’re not.”
“Oh my God. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
He smiled at me, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Never.”
“You’re a fucking natural.”
He smiled. “I’ve watched a lot of gay porn since I first…”
“First what?” I fought to control my breathing and focus, but my head was swimming and the air seemed too thick to breathe.
“Realized I wanted you.”
“When did you…?”
He laughed. “I’ve wanted you since the first time we met.”
“What?” My heart was beating frantically, and I felt the pulse of it in my cock. I was so hard, so needy. I had to be hearing things wrong.
“You were working in the surveillance van with me. I should’ve been solely focused on directing my team as you accessed the security cameras. Instead, I was fantasizing about coming up behind you, pushing your chair out of the way, and taking you right there. I wanted to know the sounds you would make, the way your body would shudder. Then I wanted your hands to work on me the way they were flying over the keyboard.
“No. No way.” I shook my head.
“Yes. I don’t believe in bullshitting anyone when I don’t have to. You know that.”
I did. X might hide his identity from all but his closest teammates, and few, if any, people from his “real” life knew what he did with Vigilance, but whenever he wasn’t pretending to be a prince of Boston society, he told people exactly what he thought. It was part of what made him so scary.