Page 77 of Duty

Took him slow.

He made the sexiest sounds when Haven sucked him hard, and used her hands to work him faster while her mouth kept him hot and wet. It was those sounds that were her undoing—those fucking sounds that made her wet when he reached behind her to stuff two fingers into her pussy while she sucked him off.

“Christ, just like that,” Andino groaned. “Fuck, you’re soaked, girl. You like sucking my dick, huh? Shit, yeah.”

She knew he was going to come as soon as his dick jerked in her mouth, and his balls became tight in her palm. His body tensed, and those hands in her hair pulled just a little bit harder before a thick moan fell from his lips.

Haven looked up just in time to watch the show.

And good God, what a beautiful show it was.

Andino’s head fell back, his teeth cut into his bottom lip, and his handsome features contorted in a mix of bliss and satisfaction. Nothing looked better—nothing sounded better than her name on his mouth when he came.

He spilled onto her tongue, and she swallowed back every last drop. He was probably still leaking a bit of come when he yanked her off his cock, and pulled her up for a bruising kiss. It was his kiss that drove her the craziest—she was sure of it.

A dominating, wanting kiss that took away her breath, and made her heart race. His kiss was enough to make her wet all over again, and ready to get on her knees to please him however the fuck he wanted her to.

“Roll over,” he grunted in her ear.

Haven was quick to comply with a breathless laugh. Those warm hands of his trailed down her spine, and over her ass before they grabbed onto the backs of her thighs roughly. She liked that bite of pain—it only added to the pleasure that was soon to come.

She waited for it.

Needed it.

Andino’s hesitation made Haven perk her head up from the mound of pillows on his bed. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just—”

Ah, there it was.

She heard it.

In the background of their fun, someone was knocking on Andino’s door. Snaps had been put into the fenced backyard to play because he was nosy as hell every time they went into Andino’s bedroom, and nobody wanted a dog looking at them while they were rolling around naked in bed.

“Just ignore it,” Andino muttered, bending over her to kiss the back of her neck. “They’ll go away.”

She was willing to agree.

Except the knocking continued.

“It’s a little distracting,” she said.

Andino groaned, but not the good kind like before. No, this one was filled with his annoyance. “Don’t fucking move. Don’t get dressed. Don’t do anything but stay right where you are ready for me to crawl back between your thighs. Got it?”

Haven laughed. “Whatever you want, Andino.”

She was fine to stay in the bed and wait for him even as he took a minute to pull on something to make his lower half suitable for guests—although he didn’t bother with a shirt. She ogled him the entire time, even when he gave her a look for staring.

“What?” she asked innocently.

Andino laughed. “Nothing—remember what I said.”

“Stay here and be ready for you to fuck me.”

“I didn’t say it like that.”

“But?”