Page 110 of Omega Tricked
“Just lie back and enjoy.” He knelt between my legs and bent down. His warm breath wafted over my swollen cock, and I moaned when he nibbled the base. He pushed his face into my auburn pubic hairs, and he inhaled. “God, I love your scent,” he growled, cupping my balls in his palm.
When he took the tip of my cock into his mouth, I hissed. It felt so good to finally be intimate with him again. I’d missed it. Missed everything about this. He took me deeper, and even though he struggled to get my length down his throat, just the fact that it was his mouth made it ten times sexier. I tangled my fingers in his silky hair and rolled my hips slowly.
He groaned around my length and increased his suction. I heard the sound of a zipper and noticed he had his cock out and he was stroking himself. I was so turned on, I had to pump into his mouth. I couldn’t hold back. I tried to be gentle, but it had been too long since we’d fucked.
“Oh, shit, Lex.” I shivered when he fingered my hole. “Yeah. Touch me there.”
He did just that, pushing his finger inside me as he bobbed his head up and down my length. The wet heat of his mouth brought me to the edge, over and over, but he’d always back off right before I came. I was frustrated from coming so close but never actually climaxing. I felt like a stretched rubber band, ready to snap any second.
“Let me come,” I begged, fucking his mouth harder. “Please, Lex.”
His suction increased, and my eyes rolled up in my head it was so good. I arched my back as he took me deeper, and all at once the rubber band let loose. With a guttural cry, I came in hard, long pulses. He swallowed my warm cream as if it was mother’s milk, never once backing off. My body trembled and I lay there weak and satiated.
He pulled his mouth off me and started jacking himself roughly. “I’m gonna come. Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I tugged at him. “In my mouth. Come in my mouth, Lex.”
Lust roared through his eyes, and he moved closer, straddling my chest. He pushed the ruddy tip of his dick against my lips. I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out. That turned him on even more, and he started groaning. “So hot. So fucking hot.”
I suckled his tip, and he gasped and shot thick, hot streams over my tongue. He tasted tangy and perfect, and I sucked the cum from his cock as he growled with pleasure. He slumped, shudders still raking his body. But then he moved off me, as if afraid he was too heavy. He collapsed beside me on the couch, and we held each other, kissing softly.
“Best lunch ever,” I said, laughing against his shoulder.
“I missed being close like this.” He tightened his arms. “I know I hurt you by hiding shit. I’m truly sorry.”
Guilt nipped at me like always because of my secrets. “It’s okay. I swear.”
He kissed me again. “I’ll never keep things from you, promise. Even if it’s bad. I’ll tell you.”
I couldn’t speak. I just stroked his back, feeling awful.
Eventually it was time to go back to work, so we got up, and I straightened my clothing. Wrinkled clothing or not, it had been worth it. I kissed Lex and went back to the clinic feeling much better than before. I was still feeling run-down, but my entire body was warm and relaxed now.
When I walked into the clinic, Dr. Peters was waiting for me in the surgery. I could tell immediately that something was wrong. I frowned at him, and he grimaced.
“Your test results are in,” he said cheerfully, but he had a line between his brows.
“Low iron?” I asked uneasily.
He hesitated. “Uh…”
Fear went through me. “Something worse?”
He put his arm around me. “Let’s go to my office to talk.”
I widened my eyes, real fear setting in. “Is it really bad?”
We reached his office, and he had me sit. He went around to the other side of his desk. He clasped his hands, and he leaned forward. “I have some surprising news for you, Dylan.”
“Surprising?” Well, that was better than bad news.
“I’m not going to beat around the bush.” He laughed nervously.
“Okay.”
“It would seem you’re pregnant.”
I squinted at him. “What?”
