Page 104 of The Auction
His whole body goes tense, and then hot, thick spurts spill over our fingers. My eyes flick between his face—jaw clenched, mouth open, eyes half shut—and his cock as his release oozes down our hands.
He’s panting, cursing under his breath. I’m still curious.
Before I can second-guess it, I lean in and give him a slow lick.
“Fuck,” he groans, head tipping back like I just broke him.
I taste him—salty, warm—and it’s not bad at all. I like it. I lick again, slower this time, just to watch him shudder.
I let go of him and make a point to drag my tongue from the base all the way to the tip, my eyes never leaving his.
The way he looks at me—like I just became his entire religion—sets me on fire. I’m so close to asking him to fuck me. I want it… God, I want it.
But the words stop in my throat. My nerves choke them back.
I know he wants it too—he’s been holding back for me.
“Come on, beautiful,” he says softly.
He takes my hands and helps me stand. From the side table, he grabs a towel and hands it to me for my mouth and fingers. By the time I’ve wiped away the evidence, he’s already put himself away.
Then he’s in front of me, standing tall, taking my face in both hands and kissing me like I just gave him something priceless.
“That was fucking incredible,” he says against my lips.
“Really? It was… okay?”
“Better than okay. That was the best blow job of my life.”
My lips curve into a smile, and I let him kiss me again, welcoming the slow slide of his tongue in my mouth.
“You hungry?” he asks.
I nod, still smiling.
“I have an idea,” he says, that glint in his eyes that means trouble. “The chef left pizza dough. I have a pizza oven.”
I give him a cautious look. “Is that really safe?”
He laughs. “Yeah, this I can actually cook. It’s just ingredients… and it’s already on fire.”
I snort, and he wraps his arms around me. “So… pizza?”
“Pizza,” I agree.
“And Glee?”
My smile grows wider. “Glee.”
“And each time they sing,” he says, voice dropping wickedly low, “I get to eat your pussy.”
“Jaxon!” I smack his chest, but I’m laughing.
“You’ll have a tongue cramp before the first episode is over,” I tease.
“I’m fine with that,” he says, dead serious as he bends down and lifts me over his shoulder.
“Jaxon Kane!” I smack his ass and he smacks mine back.
