Page 40 of Raise Me Up
“Then lay there and take it.”
He nods frantically and keeps himself still. I suck him harder, savoring the salty taste of precum he’s leaking. I focus on rolling my tongue over his crown and nudging his piercing.
When I take him all the way down my throat and hold him there, he hisses and bucks his hips. “Fuck. Liam.”
Warm cum spurts into my mouth, seeping down my throat. I swallow it all, draining him until he’s clawing at me from the sensitivity, pleading for me to stop.
When I pop off, he collapses into a heap. I push off the bed and adjust my cock in my pants.
“Damn it. That wasn’t supposed to happen that fast,” he pants.
After a few labored breaths, he slips onto the floor in front of me. Perched on his knees, he lifts those deep blue eyes to mine. “Can I suck you off?”
I run a hand through his hair. Using my other hand to unzip my pants, I grip him at the roots and guide his parted lips to my cock.
“Open. Tongue out,” I command.
He obeys beautifully, sticking his tongue out for me. I slap my cock down on it before gliding it back and forth on the slick, warm surface, reveling in the feel of him. When I push deep into his throat, he gags but doesn’t fight me.
“Come on. You know how to suck dick. Remind me what that mouth can do. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
His eyes narrow at the challenge, and I grin as he wraps his hands around my thighs. Though my teeth clench at his hold on me, I return the favor by gripping his hair even tighter.
He can take it. He took so much from me before, all without complaint.
I slam into him, and he receives me with little moans and whines around my cock. I bring my other hand around the back of his neck.
“Ready for this load?” I murmur.
His fingers dig into my flesh, and he hums around me. The vibrations have sparks building at the base of my spine. I rock into him a few more times and then hold his head to the base of my shaft as I come with a growl.
When I release him, he slumps down to the floor and runs the back of his hand across his bright red, spit-slicked lips.
Tucking myself away, I drop into a squat and take his jaw in my hand, planting a kiss to his mouth.
His eyelashes flutter. “I missed this.”
Gazing into his solemn eyes, something constricts around my lungs and chokes my air supply.
I help Beau to his feet, my brain searching for a proper response to his admission. This is where I tell him I’m different now. That I made a mistake ghosting him. That I missed him, too.
Leaning in to kiss him one more time, I stride out of the bedroom without speaking another word.
twelve
Beau
An address comes through via text as I’m shoving my few belongings into my backpack. Closing out of the dozen airline tabs, I give in to curiosity and hit the link Liam sent me. It takes me to a map of a studio seven miles away.
Hisstudio.
Clutching my phone tighter, I tip my head back and sigh. After how things ended last night with Liam, I was prepared to disappear from his life. But then I think about leaving Stasi without saying goodbye, and it doesn’t sit well in my bones.
This isn’t what I wanted.
Or maybe it’sexactlywhat I wanted, and that’s why it hurts worse.
I’m such a fool.
