Page 74 of The Geography of Happiness

Then I unbuttoned his jeans.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Spencer

I grabbed Terry’s hands.“I’m fine, sweetheart. Tonight was for you.”Sweetheart?

“Not a chance.” He shook free of my grasp and stroked my cock through the denim of my jeans. “Mmm. Doesn’t seem like you want me to stop.” He squeezed and I gasped. Then he grinned wickedly. “And in the words of someone who happens to be pretty good at this shit,lucky for you I have the perfect solution.”

I rolled my eyes. “A smart man then.”

Terry kissed me lightly on the lips. “Indeed. With impeccable taste in bed partners.”

I gave a soft snort and raised my hands in surrender. “I’m all yours.”

Terry smiled and something flashed behind his eyes that I couldn’t read. Then he got busy disposing of my jeans and briefs and all thought left my brain as I focused simply on watchinghim.

When my clothes had been added to the growing pile on the study floor, Terry shot some lube onto his palm and thencaptured my cock and studied it, a tiny frown in place, like now that he had it in his hands, he didn’t know quite what to do with it. It would’ve been funny if it wasn’t for me being on that aforementioned hair trigger, which hadn’t improved any after watching Terry lose himself in pleasure.

“I’ll give you a hint,” I said, smiling when his gaze shot to mine.

“A hint?” A single brow rose. “As in slow, fast, tight, loose?”

I cupped his face. “As in I’m gonna loveanythingyou want to do, any way you want to do it. Right now I’m so damn close that if you commanded me to come, I could probably blow.”

Startled eyes blinked back at me. Then he scowled. “You mademetell you.”

“Okay. Fair enough. Then loose and fast is my usual go to, but the rest stands.” My thumb grazed his cheek, those beautiful eyes drawing me like a siren call. “God, you aresopretty.”

He turned an adorable shade of beetroot, then wrapped his hand more firmly around my cock. “Stop distracting me.” Terry loosened his grip on my cock and started to stroke. My world shrank to a small bubble inhabited by just the two of us, made smaller when his lips found mine and he started tongue fucking my mouth while feverishly working my dick.

“A little looser,” I panted into his open mouth and his grip eased.

“Better?” he huffed against my lips.

“Mm-hmm,” I murmured, thrusting my tongue into his mouth, needing to be lost every way possible in this man.

He groaned and our tongues battled, his knuckles grazing my belly with every pass. Whatever Terry lacked in experience, he more than made up in enthusiasm, and I was teetering at the edge of orgasm in under a minute flat.

“Almost there,” I gasped, pulling away to bury my face in his neck. “Jesus, that’s perfect... hmmm. Good. Right there.Right there. Right—” I fisted the blanket, bracing, seconds away from the flood of orgasm, just a few more strokes and then... nothing. Terry was gone.

What the...?I looked down to find him face to face with my swollen cock, studying it like it held the secrets to the universe.

“You’re gonna make it shy,” I said breathlessly.

Terry shot me a wicked smile. “I wanna try... if that’s okay?”

Laughter bubbled up my throat. Damn, he was so fucking lovely. “There isn’t a place in the universe where the answer to that question is gonna be anything but yes.”

He nodded and went back to studying my dick and I figured if he didn’t do something with it soon, my balls were going to implode. I saw the headlines.Man found with?—

Tight, wet heat enveloped the head of my cock and made its way down. I groaned and fell back on the couch because, good Lord, the man had a mouth on him.

He stopped about halfway, making the difference up with his hand as he began to glide up and down, the suction tight, his lips dragging on my foreskin, blisteringly hot and sexy. It felt so damn perfect, I wanted to make it last, not knowing if I’d get another opportunity. But it was too good. Too right. Too much of Terry to ignore. His first time sucking a guy and I was so fucking honoured, not to mention hanging by a thread.

A tear slid down my cheek but I ignored it. I couldn’t afford to ask why and didn’t need to.

Terry’s tongue swirled around my shaft and over my slit before plunging down almost to the base. I felt him gag but he soldiered on, so determined in his efforts that I was rendered helpless in his hands. My cry broke the silence as pleasure thundered through my body without warning, my balls unloading into Terry’s mouth before I could pull away.

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