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The breath I expelled was part sigh, part growl. It may have been a fitting punishment, but that didn’t mean I had to like it.
Chuckling softly, he kept kissing everywhere except the one place he knew I wanted. Even his hands steered clear by massaging and caressing everything else, my legs, my abs, the sharp V that ran to my pelvis.
“What’s wrong?” Roan asked, dragging his blunt nails down the insides of my thighs, skimming right past my dick. His eyes were soft and oh-so-innocent, but the little smirk on his face contradicted it. “You’re awfully squirmy today.”
“You’ve made your point,” I conceded with a roll of my eyes.
“Oh yeah?” His head dipped down. The tip of his tongue swiped up the underside of my length while he gently rolled the foreskin back.
“Yes.” I sighed the word, closing my eyes as a chill ran down my spine.
“I couldn’t hear you,” he murmured before swirling his tongue around the head, grazing his teeth against it just enough to make me gasp.
“Yes!” My eyes opened again so I could glare at him. The innocence in his eyes was gone, replaced by amusement. He made sure I was watching as he swallowed my cock.
Fuck, I’d missed this. He knew just what to do to push me to the edge, until I couldn’t even see straight. His mouth alone was amazing, but then he added his hands to the mix, stroking and caressing and driving me fucking crazy.
I ran my fingers through the top of his hair and bit my lower lip, trying to delay the inevitable. “Come here.”
He gave my cock one last lick and crawled up my body, pausing to tease my nipples with his tongue.
Wrapping my hands around his biceps, I yanked him up the rest of the way, kissing him hard. His tongue met mine eagerly while he thrust his hips against me, our cocks sliding together with pre-cum and saliva.
I slipped my arms around his torso but before I could roll him over, he sat up, straddling my lap again and shaking his head. “I said no.”
“What do you mean ‘no’? What about…?” I gestured to both of our cocks. He wouldn’t be that mean to both of us… would he? Yes, he most certainly would, stubborn little shit. I licked my lips, prepared to argue my case when he spoke first.
“On one condition.” He arched an eyebrow at me, his fingertips dancing over my tattoos.
I eyed him suspiciously. “What’s that?”
“You are not an active participant.”
My brow furrowed, running through the possible scenarios and trying to envision what he was talking about.
He must have taken my silence for agreement, since he leaned over and grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand. Pouring a generous amount over my cock, he gave it a few lazy strokes, his eyebrow arching again. “No standing. No kneeling. You don’t even get to be on top. You’re just going to lay there and not move. I willnotbe the reason you have to go back to the hospital for internal bleeding. Understood?”
I knew I was supposed to be paying attention to whatever was coming out of his mouth, but the only thing I was really concentrating on was the way his hand felt sliding up and down my shaft. Still, I managed to groan out a “Yes,” earning me a pleased smile.
Roan rose up on his knees and repositioned himself over my cock.
I was about to question the lack of prep, but the thought went right out of my head when he sank down again, taking my cock little by little. Each gasp and moan he made gave me goosebumps, mirroring my own groans and sighs.
“Oh, fuck, Sasha…”
“Do you have any idea how good you feel?” When I was all the way in, I reached for his hips but he intercepted my hands and shook his head slowly.
“No. No participating.”
I scowled at him. “I need to touch you.”
“Too bad.” He pushed them back toward my chest before letting go, balancing both of his palms against my pecs. “Put them behind your head. And don’t move.”
Folding my arms behind my head as ordered, I took a moment to appreciate the view. Of course he’d sat on my lap before, butnotlike this. And never with so much command.
He closed his eyes and rocked his hips, giving himself over to the pleasure. It was so goddamn sexy. Interlacing my fingers behind my head so I didn’t break his damn condition, I was torn between enjoying the feel of him and wanting to hold off as long as possible for his benefit.
Every so often, I’d thrust upward when he came down, making him moan or swear. Thank God he didn’t stop and try to scold me. If anything, my rebellion seemed to encourage him.
