Headlines (Prime Time #3) - Ella Frank Page 0,18

him all the way back, and when I reached for his balls and gave a gentle squeeze, the fingers in my hair flexed.

“Christ,” he growled. “You’re asking for it…”

Yes, I was. I wanted him to lose it. I wanted to see what Sean was like when he stopped thinking and really owned his actions.

I drew my mouth off his length, swiped my thumb along my lower lip, and sucked on it. “So give it to me.”

9

Sean

THE CHALLENGE IN Xander’s words called to something primal inside me, as I stared down at the man at my feet with the swollen mouth and lust-filled eyes.

He was pushing me. I could sense it in every move he made, every word he said, and with that final challenge, I decided to take him up on it.

I twisted my fingers around those thick strands of hair and angled his head so he was looking up at me. The sight of his stunning face hovering precariously close to my slicked-up dick was so fucking hot that I almost lost it right then. But it was clear Xander wanted more, and lucky for him, I was in the exact right mood to give it to him.

A flush stained his cheekbones—from the run or the foreplay was anyone’s guess. But when coupled with a well-fucked mouth and come-get-me eyes, he looked so damn sexy that I could barely think straight.

“Get on your feet,” I said, and if I’d been worried at all about Xander’s reaction to taking orders, that quickly vanished when a wicked smirk crossed those pouty lips.

Up until this very second, I’d always been very conscious of my sexual behavior and performance when it came to Xander, knowing he was more experienced and probably had preferences I had no idea about.

But something inside me was telling me to forget all of that bullshit right now. We’d spent the past few weeks exploring and getting to know each other intimately, and right now Xander was looking for me to step up and take control. I sure as shit wasn’t about to let him down.

As Xander got to his feet, I grabbed his chin and leaned in to nip at his lower lip. “You said if I wanted to know something I should just ask, right?”

Xander sucked in a breath, and his body swayed into mine, his gym shorts brushing up against my bare cock. “Right.”

“Hmm.” I teased my lips back and forth across his, making sure to move out of contact whenever he tried for something more substantial. Then I turned his head and licked a path up to his ear. “Do you like it a little…rough sometimes, anchorman?”

Xander moaned as his fingers dug into my chest.

“A little hard and dirty?” He tried to nod, but I was holding his chin firm as I sucked on his earlobe. “Because I want to fuck you really hard right now.”

This time when he tried to move, I let him, and when his gaze met mine, I had my answer. Xander’s eyes were so dark they were almost black, he was that turned on, and before he could say a damn word, I captured his lips in a savage kiss.

My tongue entered his mouth as though it belonged there, sweeping the inside and making sure to taste every single spot as Xander smoothed his hands down my ribs to my cock.

Damn, he was driving me crazy, teasing and tormenting me, testing every vestige of restraint I had. But when he got his fingers around me and tugged, I bit down on his lip and heard a groan that was so hot, all my restraint vanished.

I tore my mouth free and grabbed at his hands, halting him. Then I stepped out of my shorts and walked forward, making him retreat. When his back hit the wall of my hallway, I raised an eyebrow and kept coming. I had the sudden urge to devour and destroy every inch of this man.

“You’re looking a little overdressed there.”

I could see Xander’s erection thick and hard behind his shorts, and when he took hold of the hem of his shirt, I shook my head and reached for his wrist. He glanced down, then I grazed my thumb over his pulse point. It was racing a mile a minute, and I knew exactly how and what he was feeling. I was so damn hot for him that my heart was pounding almost as hard as my cock.

“Don’t think for a second you’re going to deprive me