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He nods.

“And you followed orders well enough to get a reward?”

He nods again.

His usually blue-gray eyes have been engulfed by gray so dark they’re almost black.

“Please,” he whimpers, making my cock visibly jerk behind the towel.

“Take my dick out,” I command.

His hands shoot out so fast they’re practically a blur.

The next moment, my towel drops to my feet, and Garrett is staring hungrily at my dick.

“Well, what are you waiting for? You aren’t getting up until you’ve swallowed my cum. And then, if it’s good enough, you might get yours.”

I swallow my grunt of pleasure when he wraps his hand around my shaft and his soft, warm lips wrap around the head of my cock.

So. Fucking. Good.

With his eyes locked on mine, he sinks down, taking me to the back of his throat.

This time, I can’t keep my appreciative groan to myself.

“Fuuuuck. Yeah, just like that,” I rasp as I sink my fingers into his hair, gently holding him in place.

He doesn’t rush it, which I’m kinda expecting him to do considering how long I made him wait. Instead, he fucking worships my dick, as if getting me off is just as pleasurable for him.

Movement at his waist catches my eye, and the second I see his hand wrapped around his cock, I snap my hips back.

“The fuck are you doing?”

He stills, his eyes widening.

“Did I tell you that you could touch yourself?”

He shakes his head and releases himself, placing both of his hands on his thighs. Waiting.

Obedient.

“Better. Now, as you were,” I say, offering myself back up to him.

He has my cock in his mouth again in a second.

He learns what I like so fast that my balls start to draw up all too soon.

I want this to last all fucking night.

No. I don’t. I want to get inside him. Then it can last all night.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come in your mouth. Are you ready?”

He nods and hums in agreement. The vibration hits me straight in the balls, and it’s the final push I need to throw myself over the edge.

I come with a deep groan, emptying myself in his mouth.

Fuck. I needed that.