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He nuzzled my firmed sac while tonguing my taint. His blatant, deep inhale made me flush from self-consciousness even though I’d showered right before leaving my hotel room.

Another low rumble escaped him, and he closed his hot lips around one of my balls.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I blabbered, lost in the exquisite feel of the heat, the slickness of his mouth suckling me.

Drake hummed his pleasure, and I thrashed, reaching around my thighs to grasp his hair.

“Drake—oh my God—seriously?” I choked on a laugh while wanting to cry and come at the same time. My emotions ran rampant from relief to delirious joy to agonizing need for more.

He licked up my aching length, pushing my thighs as wide apart as my restrictive slacks allowed. Strong fingers bruised the tender skin on the backs of my legs, but I didn’t care. Drake could leave marks on me every damned day of the week like I dreamed about, and I wouldn’t complain.

My ass lifted fully off the floor as he shoved me higher.

“Gonna suck your dick, Preston.”

“Yes—fuck yeah,” I gasped as he glanced up to my hot face.

Lust blazed in his bright eyes, causing another droplet of pre-cum to drip onto my skin as I fought to fill my lungs. Eyes were the windows to a man’s soul, and I was sure he felt the same toward me as I did for him. In that moment, I didn’t care what would come later—the truth we couldn’t be together, that our affair had a time limit.

“Want to rile you up until you’re begging to give me every drop you’ve got, baby.”

Drake’s desire ramped my own, forcing me to stay in the present.

If I had believed in angels, they would have broken into the Hallelujah Chorus as Drake took me to the root with one downward glide over my swollen cock.

“J-J-Jesus!” I stuttered, my body attempting to buck beneath his strong arms holding me still.

Wet heat clasped tightly around the tip of my dick lodged in his throat as he swallowed.

“Oh shit. I’m gonna come. Drake! Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

He backed away so damned quickly my cock slapped against my belly the second he popped off.

“Ugh!” I jerked. “Shit…oh shit, Drake. That was close.”

“Mmm.” He licked his saliva from the back of my length and took me into his mouth again.

Teeth gritted against the orgasm of a lifetime, I tried—fuck, how I wanted to hold off coming too soon.

Did he have a condom in his pocket? Lube in his wallet?

“Want you to fuck me,” I panted out the words, so damned desperate to feel him inside me. Filling me. Owning me.

He released my dick again and nuzzled against my tight sac, nipping at my taint with the perfect amount of sting. “Now’s not the time, baby.”

“Please,” I begged, my hole so empty and needy. I did not give two shits where we were, the late hour, or anything else other than what I experienced in that second—intimacy, the connection I’d craved from the moment I realized I loved him.

Drake licked over where I wanted him most, his tongue probing at my hole but not breaching.

“Put it in,” I demanded, and he chuckled, lifting his head enough our gazes clashed.

His laughter intensified. From amusement or happiness, I couldn’t tell, but fuck did I adore the comfort between us, the lack of a wall hiding our deepest desires from each other.

Eyes on mine, he fluttered the tip of his tongue over my hole.

“Fuck you,” I spat out without any heat behind my words even though a deep frown dented my forehead. “You…you tease!”

Growling, he leaned down and lapped at the new bead of moisture at my slit, holding it on the tip of his tongue extended from his mouth. He lifted my legs higher and shoved my pre-cum right up my ass as far as his stiff tongue could reach.

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