In the past an order like that from Barrett would warrant a mouthy comeback and an eyeroll, but right now I like bossy Barrett. His authority on this particular matter is comforting, and it gives me the courage to stand, albeit on shaky legs. Barrett’s hands move to my hips. The heat from his palms sear through the fabric of my leggings as he cups my ass. His thumbs stroke my hip bones and he pulls me closer to him. Those magnificent fingers of his edge into my waist band, pulling it down an inch to expose my stomach. Barrett leans forward, placing his lips on the skin above my waistband. My stomach quivers. He lifts his eyes to mine and I’m dead. Even if he were to stop right now, it would be the most satisfying sexual encounter of my life. That’s a little depressing, but the fact that he’s going to keep going, that there’s more, is beyond thrilling. My legs are jelly, I can’t move, yet I think I’m going to fall. There needs to be a warning. Do not operate heavy machinery (aka my legs) while under the influence of Barrett St. Clair’s touch. Barrett senses my distress and shifts me to stand by the couch. In one swift movement, he’s slipping my leggings and underwear off yet he also manages to lay me on the couch. Or I might have collapsed. Either way I’m better now that I’m horizontal. Except Barrett is staring between my legs and it makes me feel naked. Because I am, but also, I’m feeling vulnerable.

“I’m going to collect my winnings now.” He says it so enthusiastically, like eating me out is going to be the highlight of his day.

Barrett’s dropping between my thighs and I’m that kid on the diving board again, nervous to take that leap. I’m about to take the chicken exit—back to the ladder I go—when Barrett’s hot mouth descends on me. Maybe he knew anymore lead up would only make me more jittery, or maybe he’s just fucking starving, but I don’t have time to analyze because the moment his mouth is on me my hips jerk and my core clamps down tight.

I can’t see his mouth but if I had to clock its movements it would go something like this.

Swirl.

Lick.

Suck.

Teeth graze.

Suck harder.

Repeat.

With that punishing rhythm it’s not going to take long for me to come.