“I’m not going to last long, baby,” he said as his head fell back.
I didn’t want him too. There was a heady power in knowing I could bring him such pleasure.
I struggled to take him down my throat, and I could tell he appreciated the effort by the way he groaned and the tightening of his stomach.
Suddenly, the hand fisted in my hair tightened, stopping me from continuing. I looked up, my eyes meeting his intense gaze. With a shift of his hips, his cock slid deeper into my mouth, taking back what little control he had allowed me to have.
Holding onto his thighs and trusting in the hand in my hair, I opened my mouth wide for his use. In and out, he fucked my mouth with slow, steady thrusts. Testing me, seeing how much I could take without choking.
With one final moan, he pressed down on my head as he slid his cock as far back as he dared. I felt the first hot jet of cum splash against the back of my throat and struggled to swallow him down with him still invading my mouth.
I somehow managed it as he finally pulled away.
With his hand still fisted in my hair and the other wrapped around my arm, he pulled me up his body and deposited me onto his chest.
If this was the kind of life he wanted to offer me, I thought as my arms wrapped around him, I was never letting him go.
I eyed Lee as he relaxed against the counter in front of me. He was the only customer in the shop, and I knew if I was going to ask him about Carson, I had to do it before other people started showing up and demanding my attention.
After our first real date, I was so ensnared by him that I couldn’t see the forest for the trees. I just needed a little reassurance that I wasn’t making a huge mistake, and Lee was the only one I could think of who would give it to me straight.
“Lee?”
“Hmmm?” he asked, sipping his coffee.
I swirled the cleaning rag against the counter. “I was wondering…”
Ahhh why was this so hard?
“About?” he asked, lifting a brow and circling his hand in the air to get me talking.
“Uhhh it’s about Carson.”
“What about him?” Lee looked at me when I took too long to answer, his eyes widening at the state of me.
I knew my face was a riot of color as heat raced across my skin.
Lee’s eyes widened as he turned toward me. “You like him!”
“Forget it.” I couldn’t do it. Turning away from him, I moved down the counter to reorganize the already perfectly organized cups.
“Come on, Mills. Talk to me,” he said as he followed.
I huffed. “Yes, okay. I like him.”
I more than liked him. In fact, I could feel myself falling so hard and so fast for him it was insane.
“He’s nice.” I shrugged, knowing nice barely scratched the surface.
“Nice to look at,” Lee added dryly.
I blushed again, remembering how he’d looked under me. “That too.”
Lee lifted his hand and scratched at his neck as he began to look uncomfortable. “Umm, so this is weird. I know I told you our D&D group was a little strange, but I never really told you how…” He trailed off at my are-you-kidding-me look. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Lee,” I said, rolling my eyes. “None of you even try to hide it.”
“Ummmm…”
“Red openly talks about his Daddy. At one point, Ni said he was going to muzzle you.”
“Ummmm…”
“And Chelsey? Last week, she wore a shirt that said Doms do it better. And let’s not forget the whole dishwashing thing.”
Lee grimaced. “Are we really that bad?”
“I mean, if I were less knowledgeable, I might not have caught on, but—”
“Wait, less knowledgeable? Are you a part of the community? A little?” he asked incredulously.
“I used to be,” I admitted, and then everything came pouring out. “Look, I didn’t have a very good time of it my first go-around. I met a guy and he wasn’t good and I stayed because even when it was bad I kind of liked it and that fucked me up for a while. I gave up on being a little and a sub when I left. Hanging out with the group has kind of just… it’s brought it all back.”
Lee’s eyes were soft as he replied, “I get it. I’d already kind of guessed about the bad