Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
“Why…why are you doing this?” I finally managed to get out in a strangled growl.
His eyes met mine and he pulled off for just a second.
“Because I need to,” he murmured and there was a note of pleading in his voice that I’d never heard before. “Please, Turk…I mean, Captain. Let me suck you…suck your shaft.”
Those simple words and the desperate look in his big amber eyes seemed to melt something inside me. I never would have imagined I could have feelings for another male, and yet it seemed that I had them for Cass.
“Yes, all right,” I murmured, stroking his cheek again—which was as soft as a woman’s. “You can suck me. Go ahead.”
“Thank you.” He wrapped one small hand around the base of my cock—right where my knot was—and then sucked me into his mouth again.
I’d had my cock sucked before, of course—but never like this. Cass looked up at me the whole time and I found I was unable to break eye contact. He was uncertain at first—it was clear that mine was the first shaft he’d ever sucked—but he was so damn eager he more than made up for his inexperience.
I had already been hot and hard before he entered the shower with me—in fact, I’d been fantasizing about taking him, though I had never taken another male sexually before and I wasn’t quite sure how I felt about the fantasy. But I had no problem, it seemed, in letting him suck me.
“Goddess, Cass!” I growled in a gravelly voice.
He moaned softly in reply and sucked me even harder, swirling his tongue around my aching shaft and then pausing to lick the droplet of precum that beaded at its tip. I stroked his cheek gently and then took a handful of his hair and began to thrust—carefully—into his eager mouth.
Gods, his mouth was like magic! So soft and wet and he was taking me really deep—it was surprising actually considering his obvious inexperience.
I began to feel my balls tighten and though I wanted to make this last, I knew I couldn’t hold off forever. However, I didn’t want to just shoot down his throat. So I started to pull away.
“Wait…” Cass’s eyes went wide as I pulled out of his mouth. “Why…?”
“I’m about to fucking shoot,” I said harshly—I was too on edge to be gentle about it. “Unless you want a mouthful of my cum, you need to let me finish on my own.”
“But I do!” He leaned forward eagerly.
I frowned down at him. I hadn’t met many who were actually eager to swallow.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.” He reached for me again and this time I let him guide me back to his lips. “I…I want to taste your cream,” he said in a low voice and I thought I saw shame flash in his eyes. But the sexual desire I saw in those amber depths was stronger. I ran my hand through his wet hair again as he sucked me deep into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around and around my shaft with single-minded dedication.
That look in his eyes—the need coupled with longing—was soon too much for me. I couldn’t hold back anymore—not with him looking up at me like that, with his soft lips ovaled around my aching shaft.
“Goddess!” I groaned. “Going to shoot, Cass! This is your…last chance to pull off.”
He didn’t pull off. Instead, he sucked me even deeper until I could feel the back of his throat. And that was when I lost it, and began to spurt.
34
JESSINA
How do I describe how luscious Turk’s cream was? It was salty and sweet with a hint of candied bitter cherries—my favorite dessert when I was little. I don’t know if it tasted that way because of something he ate…or I simply perceived it that way because he was my Fated Mate. Either way, it was absolutely delicious and I couldn’t get enough of it.
I was in luck because he had a lot to give. Spurt after spurt shot down my throat as his shaft jerked between my lips and I swallowed it all eagerly.
At last the terrible Need that had been tormenting me all day was met. I had the urge to slip my hand between my thighs and touch myself as I sucked him, but I somehow found the presence of mind not to do that and give myself away. Still, my whole body felt like it was on fire with desire even as the dryness in my throat finally eased.
It wasn’t until Turk finally finished coming and withdrew from me that the haze of lust that had clouded my vision began to lift and I fully realized what I had done.
Here I was, still fully clothed, on my knees in the shower, drenched and with no explanation for why I had suddenly decided to come on to my superior officer.