I frowned.
“It’s alright. I told you I wanted to make you feel good.”
“Yeah, but—”
“It’s the least I could do,” he continued. “Considering everything I put you through.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, first of all, if anyone’s been obnoxious, and owes someone an orgasm in compensation, it’s me. And second of all, getting you off will make me feel good, so how about that?”
Holden gave me a hard look. “I thought you were going to stop talking back.”
“Then give me something better to do with my mouth.”
“You’re relentless.”
“Apparently, yes.” I glared at him. “What, do you not think you deserve orgasms or something?”
I meant it as a joke, but something passed through Holden’s eyes at those words, and I wondered if I’d touched a nerve.
“Fine,” he said after a moment. “Fine, you can…help me out, as you so delicately put it.”
“Wow, try not to sound so thrilled about it.”
Holden gave me a dark smile. “You can help me out. And you can use your mouth, since you’re so desperate to keep it occupied. But. You can only use your mouth. Nothing else.”
“God, you’re bossy.”
“Some people need to be bossed around. I think you might be one of them.” He smirked. “Take it or leave it, kid.”
I considered grumbling about the nickname, but I didn’t want Holden to have another ethical panic attack over not knowing my age—especially not right now—so I just slid down the bed and concentrated on the task at hand. Or at mouth, to be precise.
I licked a long stripe up the underside of his cock, then brought my mouth around the head. Yeah, it was a little awkward not being able to use my hands and having to prop myself up on my good arm, but when I looked up, made eye contact with Holden, and sank down around his cock, I decided it was worth it.
The sheer desire I saw in his eyes, the way his cock throbbed in my mouth, was electric. Forget awkward. I was going to savor this.
I got his cock as wet as I could, letting spit coat his shaft and my lips. His hand drifted to my head, then away, and I pulled off just long enough to catch his eyes again.
“It’s okay. I trust you.”
Somehow that earned a throb too, and it made my chest feel all hot and expansive, like I was getting a heart boner. His hand moved through my hair, and I let him guide me up and down at the pace he wanted, using my mouth to get himself off.
Precum leaked from his slit, tangy in my mouth as I took him as far down as I could go. I felt both used and cared for, which was, frankly, intoxicating. Like he needed to dominate me just a bit to get what he needed, but he wanted me to enjoy the experience, too.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he groaned after a minute. “Do you want to pull off?”
My heart boner throbbed as I took as much of his cock inside my mouth as I could, then locked eyes with him as he came. I let his cum dribble out of the corners of my lips, onto his shaft, let it fill me up and overflow. And I didn’t come back up until I’d returned the favor, licking up every drop, getting him clean.
Holden pulled me in for another kiss, then lay down next to me. He didn’t say anything for the longest time, just stroked his index finger down my cheek. I felt like I was going to burst from the need to say something.
“That was nice.” I wanted to smack myself as soon as I heard the words come out of my mouth. That was the best my brain could come up with? “I mean, more than nice. That was awesome. Excellent. Splen-fucking-diferous.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Holden’s smile was small, and there was something about it that seemed almost sad.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing.” He shook his head. “Nothing at all. I’m happy you liked it.”
“‘Liked it’ is putting it mildly,” I said, grinning.
Something still felt weird, though. Like he was a waiter, and I’d just told him how much I’d enjoyed my meal. I felt like he was about to ask if I wanted my leftovers boxed up to take home.
I braced for something like that to come, but Holden just wrapped an arm around me and pulled me in tight. “Try not to disappear anywhere tonight, okay?”
I smiled into his chest. Disappear? After tonight,