Page 116 of Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Oh my fuck.” Alex’s hips jerked forward like he hadn’t just come and was ready for round two. His eyes were trained on my tongue, on my face—like watching me lick up his pleasure was the single sexiest thing in the entire world. “Stick your tongue out, let me see it.”

I felt ridiculous, but I also felt…I felt gorgeous, too, as I stuck my tongue out as instructed, Alex’s cum sitting inside its curl. It was bitter tasting and salty—but I didn’t mind so much. Not if it was his.

“Now youreallyhave Alex cooties,” Alex smirked. I scowled at him, mouth about to snap closed, but he stopped me. One of his hands gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open wider as my tongue began to tremble with the effort of staying out. “Keep it out like that,” Alex commanded, voice throaty andsoft. “Lemme just…”

And then he was sucking around my tongue, cleaning it up with the filthiest, most delicious slurping noises. Eating his own fucking cum right from my mouth like it was a normal thing to do. Like it wasn’t dirty or lewd at all. When he pulled back he looked pleased as fuck. His hair was messier than I’d ever seen it, and that ravenous look in his eyes was still there.

Alex very slowly, very reluctantly released my mouth, allowing me to shut it, though his hand remained on my chin. “Jesus, I bet you’d let me spit in your mouth if I wanted to.”

“W-what?” I whined.

“Fucking filthy, baby. You’re so fucking sexy.” Alex sucked in a breath, rerouting his thoughts, his eyes just as hungry as before. Determined, he spoke again, “But I’ll save that for another time. Right now I’m going to suck your cock, Georgie,” he informed me. “If you want me to.”

Jesus Christ. Was he really going to make me say it out loud? I whined, and Alex had the audacity to look amused. He was a sadist. Worse than I was. Because he struggled back onto his knees, staring at me with evil glee. Staring at the way my cock tented my pants, at my flushed cheeks, at the way I couldn’t fucking stop squirming like it was a goddamn reward.

“Maybe you don’t want it,” Alex sighed—obviously fucking with me.

I made another sound, but apparently that wasn’t good enough because he acted like he was going to climb off of me.

“I want it,” I said in a rush.

“Huh.” Alex cocked his head, eyeing me up and down. I’d never felt more naked in all my life and I was currently fully clothed. “I’m not convinced.”

“Alex—”

“Beg me for it.”

“I’m not—I won’t. I’m not going tobeg.” I growled at him, and his eyes danced.

“Fine,” he replied. “Then ask me. Nicely.” His shit-eating grin made me want to punch him—and also shove his face between my legs so he couldmake good on his promise. “You have good manners. Not with me—obviously. But I’ve seen it. C’mon. Give me the Georgie everyone else gets.”

“I hate you so much.”

“Sure, sure.” Alex waited. He could tell how much I liked this, which was seriously unfair. My entire world had narrowed. Even the party, still raging, could not steal my focus. I wasn’t even worried about bugs, or the dark, or random passersby seeing us in a compromising position.

There was only Alex and his mouth, and how badly I wanted to be inside it.

“Alex…” My voice cracked.

“Yes, Your Majesty?”

Jesus Christ, he wasn’t going to make this easy.

“Will you please…” Oh god. This was so embarrassing. Why did it make me so goddamn hard? Something was wrong with me.

“Yeees?” Alex’s grin only grew wider. Like he was the fucking Cheshire Cat or some shit. “I’m listening.”

“Will you please…”C’mon George. You can do this. It’s only one little request. Sure, it’s mortifying, but you’ve survived worse.You dropped Neil at the airport, remember?“Will you please suck my cock?” There! I’d done it. Surely Alex was going to end my suffering. He wanted this as badly as I did, right?

Wrong.

“Duchess or baby?” Alex’s voice was a teasing rumble.

“Oh Jesus Christ, not again.”

“You want your dick sucked? Pick a nickname.”

“This is coercion.”

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