That made him double down and soon I was gasping for air. He took me down so deep, I could barely hold back from fucking hard into his mouth, but even with the controlled thrusts I was almost coming. When he swallowed around me, I lost it. My entire body went cold and I lost myself to the fireworks going off behind my eyes as Easton took everything I had. I opened my eyes just as he was climbing onto my lap. He looked like a fucking wet dream, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth, lips cherry red and swollen.

“Did my mouth live up to its reputation?”

The fact that he sounded hoarse from taking my dick was almost enough to make me want to try CPR on it so I could move right on to fucking him.

I groaned as I grabbed the back of his neck to get on that tongue. “You are truly gifted.”

He gave me that grin that usually meant he was about to say something outrageous. It was almost like he did it so I’d shove my cock or my tongue into him to shut him up. Before he got a word out I pushed off the couch, holding him up with one hand and hiking my pants up with the other.

When I started up the spiral stairs to his room, he bit my ear and I could feel his grin when he grazed my skin. “If it wasn’t complete torture for me I’d almost wish we would’ve run into my parents sooner, because this level of hotness can only mean you’re about to fuck me like you mean it.”

It was hard to laugh when I trying to carry him up a windy set of stairs. “I always mean it, and are you trying to get us killed? I’m trying to go up these stairs blind.”

“Am I wrong though?”

I smacked his ass hard as we reached the landing. “You’re a brat,” I answered as I watched him skin out of all his clothes in the time it took me to get out of my sweater.

“I’d try to address it, but you seem to enjoy it,” he said, as he crawled to the center of the gigantic mattress. I took a moment to look at him, the lightness in his movements, the glint in his eyes. The way he could bounce back from anger or resentment...how being with him was making me that way too.

By the time I was naked, he was sprawled on the bed, one hand stroking his cock and the other one pinching a nipple. I was still recovering from that blow job, but seeing Easton looking like he was more than ready for me to dick him out was making mine want to get back online, fast.

“You better take it slow, I thought you wanted me to fuck you.”