Page 28 of A Guy Walks Into My Bar
His tongue darts out, and he groans as he licks. His moans and murmurs are already the sexiest sounds I have ever heard, and they send my pulse roaring.
With one hand braced against the wall behind him, I give small little thrusts, letting him lick and suck the head. That lasts a minute, maybe more, as I burn with desire.
Then he growls, a frustrated sound. His hands snake around my legs, big palms clasping my ass, gripping me. He opens his mouth wider, tugs me in a little deeper, his lips wrapping around the crown of my cock. I swear, it’s a miracle I don’t come right then. “Your lips are fucking fantastic,” I rasp out.
He grins against my dick, pulling back. “But I’ve barely got you in my mouth, Fitz.”
“So what? They’re still sexy as hell. Look at you. Jesus. Just look at how sexy you are with my cock in your gorgeous fucking mouth.”
And it’s like those words do something to him. They affect him in a way I haven’t seen, didn’t expect. His eyes darken, etched with a brand-new intensity. He licks the tip, his eyes never straying from mine, and I don’t look away either.
My God, how can I?
“Then don’t hold back,” Dean commands. “Give it all to me. If I can handle your enormous ego, I can handle your enormous cock.”
I let go of my dick, grazing my hand over his face, and speak from the heart of my insatiable desire for him. Because I’m serious—no joking here. “No. It’s me. I don’t know if I can handle how hot this is.”
His lips twitch. “Bet you can, Fitz. I absolutely bet you can handle it all. I bet you’re dying to come in my throat.”
I groan as lust tears through me. This man. His words.
He grips my ass hard, pulling me into his warm mouth. Letting me know he’s got this, he can take it, he can take all of me. His lips wrap around my shaft, and I’m right where I want to be.
And holy fuck.
Sparks sizzle across my entire body.
I swear, my skin is on fire. Pleasure floods me, touching everywhere as I slide to the back of his throat, watching as he takes me in. As he lavishes delicious attention on my dick.
I find a rhythm, set a pace, pumping into his mouth. “You’re killing me, babe. Fucking killing me with that mouth. That tongue.”
His eyes sparkle with desire, with satisfaction, saying that he’s going to give me the best blow of my life. And no doubt he will, because he is.
Because I fucking love what he’s doing to me.
Love his hands on my ass. Love his face. Love his sinful mouth that works me over, and most of all, I love that he wants it like this, that he wants me like this, fucking his sexy mouth.
I thrust a little harder, pump a little deeper, and he answers my every move with his fingers digging into my flesh.
And on an upstroke, my whole body lights up like a pinball machine, hitting a new high score as pleasure pounds through me, curling in my veins. I grunt, “Gonna come. Gonna come now.”
I shudder as my eyes squeeze shut and my orgasm rips through me. Dean drinks down every last drop.
And as I’m coming down from the high, I pull out, slide down his body, and taste his lips with a hungry, possessive kiss. He tastes like us, and it drives me a little bit crazier.
But then, around him? Crazy seems to be my new state of mind.
14
Dean
The clock is ticking as I zip up my trousers. I take a look in the mirror, checking out my reflection. “Well, looks like I’m going to have to confess to Maeve,” I say, buttoning my shirt.
“Is that how your bet usually works? You go into the booth and serve it all up like she’s your priest?”
I toss a glance at Fitz striding across the room in his briefs, but still shirtless. “I don’t know how it usually works, since this is the first time I’ve broken the rule.”
His grin is the size of the river, huge and filled with pride. He walks up behind me, sets his hands on my arms, and brushes a possessive kiss on my neck. “Good. I like knowing that. I like that a whole lot.”
I do up the buttons, trying valiantly not to be affected by what he’s doing to my neck. “But if you must know, she pretty much broke me down last night and forced me to admit it. And she told me that she’d set me up.”
“I should send her a lifetime supply of top-shelf booze for that.” Another kiss on my neck. Another wave of lust through my body.
I stare at our reflection, at the way he’s touching me even when he needs to get out of here. “Don’t you need to get dressed and meet your sister?”
