“No chance you’d want to return the favor?” I ask, nuzzling against his jaw. “You can say no. Just looking at you is enough to get me off.” I wasn’t planning to say that last part, but for some reason, I’m scared of his response.

“You want me to suck your cock?”

“No. That sounds horrible. The worst.”

He laughs and pulls back a little so those big, dark eyes can study my face. “I think I want to do it.”

“Again, this is the sort of thing you need to be sure about.”

Perry taps my jaw with his knuckles. “And again, I’m never sure about anything. But I want to try.”

For a second, I contemplate telling him no, but his sincerity is one of those things I like most about him, and I can tell he means it. He wants to try, and if it’s not for him, I’m sure he’ll tell me. It’s more of that knowing him without knowing him connection I can feel between us. Some things don’t need to be said.

“No pressure from me,” I remind him.

“You worry too much.” He leans in, smiling lips against mine. “How should we do it?”

I reach down and stroke myself a few times, too excited by this to think clearly. It needs to be in a way that won’t hurt his shoulder. “Umm … maybe kneel beside the bed?”

His smile only widens as he jumps up and climbs off the bed, but before he can get on his knees, I stop him.

“Put this down first,” I say, dropping a pillow onto the floor. “It’ll stop it from hurting.”

“Now who’s being sweet?”

Perry sinks to his knees, and I position myself on the edge of the mattress. I think I’m more nervous than he is, and I’m holding my breath as he leans closer … closer … so close to my cock that he’s able to flick his tongue experimentally over my slit. It’s a stretch of torture, waiting to see his reaction.

“Wow,” he says after way too long. “I think I’m going to be good at this.”

Then he goes straight in for the deep throat.

The heat, the wetness, the suction—all followed by him gagging around me is a fucking dream. Perry’s strong jaw is stretched wide, and even with the setback, he doesn’t let it deter him. He’s almost overenthusiastic about getting me off, but it’s hard to tell because his eyes are closed, eyelashes fanning out over his cheeks, and he’s humming around me like my cock is the greatest thing he’s ever had in his mouth.

It’s too fucking much.

Perry is too fucking much.