Page 53 of Reckless Vengeance

I toyed with the piercing in the tip, wondering if I’d feel it inside me if we fucked.

A curse left him when I put my mouth over him and tried to push him down my throat, embarrassment filling me as I gagged loudly.

“Fuck, make yourself gag again,” he moaned, and this time when he thrust up a little, I didn’t pull away. “You’re going to make me come. Can I come in your mouth or want me to pull out?”

Did I want to let him finish in my mouth? He did it for me, but he’d also been understanding about me possibly not wanting to.

I kept going, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Last warning, Luke.”

I pushed a little deeper and gagged, making him curse as his legs shook slightly as salty cum hit my tongue.

For a second, I almost gagged on it, but I managed to swallow it down.

He blindly reached out to pull me over his chest to bury his face in my neck, kissing my throat with a groan. “I really hope you want to do that again one day because holy shit.”

I kissed him and he opened for me instantly, his hand sliding between us to palm my dick through my boxers.

“I really want to fuck you,” I whispered, thrusting against his hand.

“You can if you want. I have lube.”

The anxiety spiked and I knew there was no way I was ready for that just yet.

“Can you maybe go down on me again?” I asked carefully, somehow ending up on my back with him above me.

“I’d love to choke on your cock again,” he grinned, my cheeks heating. He was way too comfortable with this.

He encouraged me to move his head how I wanted, letting me remain in charge to ease my anxiety, and he moaned around me as I held his head down a little and thrust up to make him choke.

He liked that? Good to know.

I warned him when I was close to coming, but he was happy to swallow, letting me give him shallow thrusts until my damn balls were empty.

“We should keep practicing,” I chuckled as he dropped down beside me, both of us panting.

“I have no objections about going again,” he huffed, snuggling into my side.

“I don’t think I could come again.”

“You underestimate my mouth,” he teased, and I kissed him to shut him up, knowing if he didn’t stop talking that I was going to take him up on his offer, and we needed some sleep.

CHAPTER NINE

DIESEL

The hardest part of losing someone in this life was keeping your mask in place until you were in private where no one could see you break down. We had to stand strong, and you never knew who was watching.

The Soldiers couldn’t see us broken.

“Want me to tell them to leave?” I offered, giving Hunter and Marco the side-eye. They’d spent the entire service right out of the way on the hill, watching silently, but Skeeter sighed as he assessed them.

“They’ve left us alone. If they come down here, then they can leave.”

I wanted to smack him for allowing them there while claiming Rory wasn’t welcome, but I bit my tongue.

We hadn’t heard from her since last night, and I’d considered checking in but knew she’d asked us to stay away. She had the guys, so she’d be fine.

When Hunter kept watching us, I huffed. “I’ll go and ask him if he wants something. He’s going to get himself shot if he keeps staring.”