I couldn’t even if I tried.

He’s got his hand working in tandem with his mouth, and he’s sucking my balls into his mouth, running his tongue over me like I’m the best damn dessert he’s ever had. I’m white-knuckling his hair as he urges me to fuck his hand. Hips thrashing wildly, chasing that highest peak.

And then it’s his mouth again as he swallows me whole in one fell swoop.

Goddamn, the guy can deep-throat.

And I don’t stand a chance.

Sparks appear at the edges of my vision, and I can’t—I can’t keep my eyes open. I try and I try, but it’s no use.

Because I am falling.

I am breaking,

I am coming, and holy goddamn shit, I’m coming.

When was the last time I came?

My vision seems to white out as I pump into Will’s throat, over his tongue, splashing his lips as he pulls off me.

He’s groaning, or maybe it’s me. Maybe it’s both of us.

Blindly, I grapple at his shoulders, his back, as I urge him to climb back up on the bed with me.

He comes willingly, his hard body molding to mine as he covers me with his heavy heat. Hooded eyes peer into mine, pupils completely blown with want. I drop my gaze to his mouth, tingles spreading down my spine as I take in the wetness clinging to his red, swollen lips.

I feel like I’ve just ran a mile. Breathless, I give my head a little shake, and I just dive in. Crushing my mouth to his in a sloppy, messy kiss.

I taste myself on him, salty and slightly bitter, and I don’t hate it. I might even like it. But I’m too far gone other than to think how perfect this moment is, and much less on what I might do with this newfound information.

I register his arm moving, and not waiting a second longer to think or get cold feet or whatever else might stop me, I reach down to find his hand working himself over as he chases his own orgasm.

I graze my fingers over his protruding knuckles as his movements stutter.

Growling into his mouth, I take his cock from his hand, and fist him in mine. He’s hot and heavy and so goddamned hard. Maybe harder than even I was.

His breathing is choppy against my mouth as our tongues war clumsily with one another. Our teeth clack and his nails bite into my biceps as he lets me roll him onto his side.