Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Holy fucking shit, that mouth was incredible.
He used his tongue, licking as he sucked, and Julien’s hips started to move as he pumped inside that hot cavern.
Emory groaned, and the vibration felt incredible. Julien glanced down, finding Emory hard in his slacks.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he bit out between clenched teeth. “You’re really fucking enjoying this.”
Emory released a throaty noise of pleasure and picked up the pace, opening up his throat each time to take Julien in deeper than he’d ever been.
Pure rapture blacked out the edges of his vision, but he couldn’t take his gaze off Emory’s face, at the way he seemed to be savoring Julien’s taste. Like he loved the feel of Julien’s cock moving back and forth in his mouth. He swallowed around Julien’s head, and an orgasm slammed into him with the force of a tidal wave, washing over him so thoroughly all he could do was shake and empty himself down that talented throat.
Shudders wracked his body, and he reached down to cradle Emory’s head, feeling the silken hair against his palms. But Emory pulled back and licked his lips, another sultry smile flirting with the edge of his lips. Gray eyes stared up at Julien.
“Did that live up to your imagination, then?” Emory’s voice came out raspy.
It was fucking sexy knowing that rasp was because he’d had his dick down that throat. “It was better,” he answered honestly before he suddenly felt awkward—which was not a feeling he usually dealt with. He stepped back and fastened his pants closed.
Emory’s eyes narrowed, his head cocking to the side. “Is regret settling in?”
“Of course not. I wanted that.” He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Then he started to lower to his knees. Emory was hard in his slacks, and Julien was not a selfish lover.
“No,” Emory said softly. “I’m good. I just wanted to do that for you.”
Julien had halted midway down at the word no. Truth was, he did want to see what Emory would feel like in his mouth. Wanted it quite badly, in fact. But that no had built an immediate wall he would not force his way past. He did not go where he wasn’t wanted, so he straightened back up.
The awkwardness between them had his gut churning, but he didn’t know how to make it go away. So he did something he’d never done in his life.
He retreated.
Chapter Ten
Emory
Julien kept stealing glances at Emory as they drove to his office the next morning. Fire licked at the edges of those blue eyes with each look.
Seemed Emory had awakened a horny dragon.
Completely pleased with himself, Emory ignored the small voice telling him that it had been a mistake, that he shouldn’t have blown a client. But he’d been unable to resist that burning curiosity in Julien. The man had seemed almost desperate to know what it was like with Emory, and Emory had been just as desperate to know himself.
And it had thrown him for a complete loop.
Nothing had prepared him for the feel of this man’s cock in his mouth. Nor the look on his face as he’d found his pleasure either. The moment of pure joy.
He’d known that breaking the tightly leashed control this man held at all times would be wonderful, but he hadn’t expected it to fill him with the kind of delight that bordered on rapture. He wanted to be the reason Julien let go. Wanted to make that happen over and over.
The whole uncomfortable scene afterward he could have done without. But he’d been reeling and hadn’t wanted Julien to touch him. He knew he’d made the man feel unpleasant afterward, and he did regret that. He just wasn’t sure how to fix it.
Julien parked in his spot and turned off the engine, but instead of getting out, he shifted in his seat to face Emory. “I’m sorry I took off last night. It’s not my habit to leave someone hanging like that, and I don’t feel right about it.”
“I told you no. I wanted you to have time to think about what happened. To see if you freaked out.”
Julien’s frown was fierce. “I never freak out.”
Emory laughed softly. “Yeah, I can see that.” He sighed. “But I think maybe you were shocked at how good it was.”
“Yes, I was. It was better than I expected. I want to return the favor.”
“Julien, it wasn’t really a favor. I enjoyed having you in my mouth.” He leaned forward. “In fact, I took care of myself last night with the memory of your taste.”
Julien’s eyes went hooded and he stared at Emory’s mouth. “I don’t understand what you’re doing to me at all. I don’t feel…in control. That’s not something I usually enjoy but for some reason, I am. Enjoying whatever this is.” He paused and visibly swallowed. “I want more.”