Rylan was all sweetness and tart flavor. He moaned, and it was the hottest sound I’d ever heard in my life as I took him deeper into my mouth. He had the longest cock in the pack and the urge to take all of him overcame me. I didn’t know if I could, but after taking Luke, I wanted to try.

During the heat was one thing, but this was another. I’d given a few blowjobs in my time, and I liked it. I loved the idea of something so selfless and giving someone this kind of pleasure, but I also wanted it to be what they wanted. What they craved as much as I was craving doing it.

“Show me,” I said, releasing him long enough to swirl my tongue around the head of his cock like a lollipop.

“What you’re doing is great.”

I looked up at him, intentionally locking eyes just as I ducked my head and ran my tongue up the side of his shaft. Ry’s cock bobbed, and I grinned. “Thank you for the compliment. But I want to know exactly what you like. And I want you to show me.” I sucked the tip into my mouth and loved the sight of his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Fuck me.”

“I’m trying.”

Rylan looked down at me, eyes ablaze with fire and lust. A tiny smirk played on his lips. The touch of arrogance in this moment set me ablaze, making heat gather in my chest and arousal shudder through me. He leaned back, spreading his arms along the back of the couch. “Keep going. Suck my cock, Esme. I’ll take over when I’m ready.”

If I was ready to combust before, his words set me on fire. Taking him in my mouth again, his head fell back with a groan. I would have smiled if I could. Savoring the flavor already leaking from him, I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of him. The slick hardness of him against my tongue, the way it felt to suck him deeper.

“Yes,” he breathed.

Ry slid down the couch a little, and his hands came to my head, suddenly holding me still. And suddenly I wasn’t the one in control. He thrust up into my mouth casually—almost lazily—keeping me exactly where he wanted me as he took what he wanted.

I’d asked him to show me, and he was. The rhythm and speed, thrusting all the way into my mouth. “Deep,” he said, and shifted my head, changing the angle and guiding me down onto him.

His cock slipped into my throat, and I moaned. Holding me there, his hand slid under my chin, feeling himself inside me as he pumped deeper and making sure I was taking him deep enough.