Page 19 of Cider
“Yes. Yes, I am.” My best friend winked outrageously as he took the bowl to the table. “I’m interested in meeting your other mates. Titus seems like one of those guys we used to make fun of at school. The rich, haughty taughty like. At least, that’s the impression I got when he talked to me on the phone before.” His tone was teasing, so I knew he wasn’t being mean.
“Titus is, well, Titus? I’m not sure how to describe him. He’s just, yum?” My tongue became confused as I thought of the way he’d gone down on me in the back of his truck earlier in the day. “Man knows what he’s doing at least.”
Billy raised an eyebrow. “Ha! I knew it! You smelled like sex when you came home.”
I scrunched my nose at him. “Why are you smelling me? I went right to take a shower.”
Billy walked over and wrapped his arms around my back, pulling me up against his chest. “Because you smell good. You’re my mate. You’re mine.” That last one he growled into my ear and my knees wobbled.
“You ass. You know growling is my weakness!” I tried to be stern, but it came out weak and pathetic. Billy looked far too proud of himself as he held me from falling on my butt.
“I just never thought I would get to use it on you.” His grin just got bigger.
“I’m going to tell your sister you’re picking on me.” I stepped to the side, albeit a little wobbly.
“We both know Maya will tell you to suck my dick to shut me up.” He turned back to the oven.
The asshat was right. She totally would. I licked my lips. That wouldn’t be a bad idea. Would be fun to get back at Billy for his joke, too.
I glanced at the clock on the wall. We still had about twenty minutes before the other two guys were scheduled to arrive. That was plenty of time.
I snuck up behind Billy and my arms went around his waist, my fingers rubbed under his waistband. His growl grumbled through his body.
“Cider.” He put down the spatula he’d been using. “What are you doing?”
I pushed his waistband down, over his hips, and down far enough I could stick my hand in his boxers. He was already semi-hard.
“I’m not sure.” I pressed my lips to his arm as my hand stroked down his length slowly. My thumb rubbed his head, spreading the drop of cum that had already started to form at my touch. “Maybe you should turn around so I can continue.”
I didn’t even finish the sentence and he’d turned around, his hands running down my arms.
“Baby, you don’t need to do this.” His gruff voice was soft.
I knelt in front of him, pulling down his boxers to his knees. “Oh, yes, I do.”
His cock stood up with its red tip. My right hand cupped his length, moving with slow strokes as my left fondled his balls. His soft hiss was all I needed to hear to know I was doing it right.
Who knew that I’d love sucking my best friend's cock so much?
I couldn’t take him all the way into my mouth, but I gave it my best shot. He seemed to really enjoy it when I ran my tongue on the underside of his cock.
“Ughn, Cider. You’ve got to stop, I’m going to burst.” Billy dug his fingers into my hair. I was thankful it was down so he didn’t pull too hard.
I just kept sucking on his shaft. He seemed to realize I was going to take him all the way. His fingers tightened and his hips jerked a few times as he fought to hold himself still while I pleasured him.
A few minutes passed as I picked up the speed. His groan was the only heads up I had before he came inside my mouth.
It wasn’t too unpleasant. I swallowed as he pulled away from me. His fingers touched my chin, he looked about to say something.
The doorbell rang. I started to giggle as Billy pulled up his shorts and handed me a washcloth.
“I’ll go let them in.” Billy kissed me roughly as he walked toward the door.
Mmm. That man. Took a mating bond to snap into place for me to finally admit that I loved watching his ass.
“Welcome to our home.” Billy led Titus and a grouchy looking Jack Frost inside.
Titus was wearing a fitted black suit that made my mouth water. Jack was wearing sweats, his hair was messy, and he was glaring at me.
