Page 170 of Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

Alex didn’t pull away, so I gripped his hair tighter, curious to see what he’d do. Testing the waters, so to speak. Alex made a sound and tipped into my touch—just a little—enough to send all the blood in my body rushing south.

When I spoke again, my voice was more steady.

“Do you want to fuck me, Alex?”

“Yes.” Alex’s answer was a growl—gravelly and soft.

I opened my eyes—andChrist, he was a vision. Dark hair clutched between my pale fingers, colors in stark contrast. Peering up at me obediently, awaiting orders like the eager puppy I’d said he was.

I liked thiswaytoo much.

I almost said okay—like a total idiot—but caught myself before I could hand over the reins prematurely.

“I want you to get my cock out.” Voice both breathy and firm—I attempted to sound in control. Though my face and voice were behaving, my dick was not. It twitched, steadily filling and betraying my interest.

Without doing as he was told, Alex pressed his face into my crotch.

His nose skimmed up and down the length of my dick. Barely-there pressure, that made my skin buzz. Diving lower, he nuzzled my balls, inhaling hungrily. I was sweaty, half-tempted to shove him away—as contrary as that was, considering what I’d just told him to do.

But I didn’t.

Somehow I knew Alex wouldn’t mind a little sweat.

He didn’t speak.

But he didn’t have to.

The way he was sucking in breathfuls of my scent made it clear how pleased he was by our current position. His breath was hot, lips rubbing my sac through the fabric.

Misbehaving…misbehaving meant…I should…punish him, right?

Yes.

That made sense?—

The punishment I delivered was a sharp tug to his hair. Which wasn’t much of a punishment, because Alex looked completely unrepentant as he groaned. I yanked his head away from my dick, just a few inches. His big chest washeaving, this fucked-out hungry look in his eyes that was far less present than usual when we were together like this.

“Do as I say,” I chided.

The sound he made was even more pitiful than the last one. “Anything you want,” he promised, and I believed him. “Seriously.Anything.”

Immediately, he went for the hem of my shorts. The elastic gave beneath his fingers, sliding low on my hips as he yanked it down along with my underwear. My dick popped free, flushed and leaking at the tip, bobbing toward him.

My dick looked so small next to his hands. Barely the length of his thumb. Maybe not even that?

His hands framed my hips, tan skin scratchy soft as he fanned his fingers out to hold as much of me at once as possible. It was a lot of me—considering how much thicker, and broader he was. He kept his grip gentle, allowing me to continue to be in charge.

I bit my lip hard as Alex stared up at me.

He was waiting for his next command—only I was still so new to this that I wasn’t sure what to say next. Obviously, I should ask him to suck me. But…

Oh fuck.

There was a glint in his eyes that promised untold mischief if I wasn’t quick enough. And it wasthatchaotic energy—and its familiarity—that got me out of my own head.

“Open your…” I hesitated, mouth flooding with saliva. “Open your mouth.” My heartbeat was drumming in my throat, my fingertips, and my cock as Alex parted his lips. “Tongue out,please.”

It was polite to say please, wasn’t it?

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