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I smirk as my hands reach for his waistband. Two can play this game.

I pull down his sweats and his cock springs free. It’s hard and thick with moisture beading at the tip.

My mouth goes dry.

He wraps one hand around himself and strokes once, slow and shameless, his eyes never leaving mine. Then he steps out of his sweats.

“Fuck. You on your knees for me.” He strokes himself again. “I have thought about this so many times it made me fucking crazy. Your mouth on my cock, Wills. I've thought about you taking all of me. Thought about watching you choke on it and coming back for more.”

His free hand slides into my hair, not pushing, just holding. “You have no idea what this does to me.”

My thighs press together.

His eyes drop to them and then back up.

“Look at you,” he says, his voice gone completely feral. “Mouth watering for my cock and still trying to look like you are in charge.”

“I am in charge,” I say.

“Yeah.” His thumb swipes over the head of his cock, and wipes it on my lips. “Then show me how badly you want it.”

His smile turns wicked and dark and completely feral. “Kiss it, Wills. Fucking kiss it. Show me how much you want my fucking cock.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Phoenix

“Kiss it,” I tell her.

Willow looks up at me from her knees with lips parted. The sight of her there nearly finishes me off before she even touches me.

For years, I’ve paid attention to her mouth. I’ve watched her talk, laugh, bite her lip over lyrics, and sing under her breath in studios, always wondering what that mouth would feel like around my cock.

But I’m no longer thinking.

“Fuck,” I breathe, because it’s all I have.

She leans forward and presses a soft kiss to the tip of my dick. But my cock pulses so hard I have to stop myself from pushing forward. She is doing it on purpose. The same way I teased her.

“More,” I say, my voice completely gone. “Kiss it the way I kissed your pussy, Wills. I have thought about your mouth on my cock for so fucking long that it made me insane. I want to watch you take all of it now and look at me while you do.”

Her tongue slides over the head of my cock and a groan tears itself out of me.

“Fuck, Wills.”

She circles her tongue around the tip, eyes locked on mine the whole time. The sight of her looking at me like that while her mouth works me over nearly brings me to my knees.

My fingers curl through her hair because I need something solid while she takes her time dismantling me one slow lick at a time.

“That’s it,” I breathe, watching her tongue tease the slit, gathering the moisture there. “Do that again.”

She does, slower this time.

My hips jerk forward involuntarily, causing my hand to tighten in her hair. The sound that comes out of me is rough and wrecked. Nothing like the man who performs everything.

Her eyes flash up to mine, dark and satisfied, and she knows exactly what she is doing.

She takes the tip into her mouth and every coherent thought I have ever had leaves my body at once.