Page 17 of Hooked On Him
“Tell me what you need, baby. I want to please you, make you feel good.” The pet name slips out without a thought. But if Levi cares he doesn’t make it known.
“I need to cum,” he pants heavily. “So badly.”
“Mhhm,” I hum, pride surging inside me as I suck his lower lip into my mouth, biting down hard enough to make him gasp. “And I wanna make you cum. So badly, baby. But you need to tell me what you need. How can I get you there?”
He looks at me with those big hazel eyes like he can’t believe I’m asking him that question.
I need to remember to find Brogan and kick his fucking ass for ever letting Levi think he wasn’t good enough. He’s fucking perfect. I don’t know if I’m ever going to be able to let him go.
Simple, I won’t.
How to make that become a reality is yet to be determined. But this man will be mine officially.
“I–I don’t—” He blinks up at me, my question seeming to take him off guard.
“Do you want my hand?” I murmur, reaching between us as I cup his erection, giving it a squeeze. A sick little satisfied smirkforms on my lips as his eyes roll back, a moan that makes my cock pulse with need slipping past those bruised, kissed lips.
“My mouth?” I tuck my face into his neck, kissing this throat softly before sucking on the sensitive spot just below his ear, making him whimper, the sound of his breathing growing quicker.
With my free hand, I grasp his firm ass cheek, giving it a squeeze. “Or do you want me in your ass?”
I’ve never had sex with a guy before; I’ve never actually had sex at all. But for Levi, I’d have my first time in this coat closet as long as I got to have him. “Or would you rather be in my ass?”
“Oh fuck.” Levi sucks in a breath. “M-mouth,” he stammers quickly. “Your mouth. I want your mouth.”
My lips curve into a smile against his throat. I give it a bite before I pull back. “You want me to wrap my lips around that perfect cock and suck you good, baby?”
“Yes.” He nods frantically, chest heaving, eyes nearly black with need at how wide his pupils are blown.
Seeing him look at me like this, with pure want, so needy and desperate for my touch, makes me want to spend the rest of my life pleasing him.
I could be wrong, but there doesn’t seem to be a dominant bone in Levi’s body, not with the way he’s so easily flustered or with how adorable he’s been.
I might not have any real experience in the sex department, but I have fooled around with a few guys over the past year. It was awkward, and I really had no idea what I was doing at the time, but at least it was enough practice to give me the confidence to please Levi now. It’s also how I knew casual sex wasn’t for me. Nothing hurts the ego more than a guy getting frustrated that you're new at giving head and fumbling.
There’s no fear that Levi will judge me if I’m not the best. Just talking with him tonight, judgment is the opposite of what I’d expect from him.
That’s why when I drop to my knees, keeping my eyes on his wanting ones, I don’t feel nervous that I’m going to fuck this all up. Instead, I’m excited to do my damn best and watch this man tremble at my touch.
He looks down at me like I’m his god or something. My chest puffs out in pride. I’ve never had anyone look at me like he does.
Mhmm. My man looks so fucking sexy right now.
“Can I be honest with you?” I ask him, reaching up to flick open the button of his dress pants.
“No. Lie to me,” he breathes out.
I can’t help but chuckle at his sarcasm. “I see I have a brat on my hands?” The way Levi’s eyes light up has my cock twitching. Oh, he likes that. He likes being a brat. I bet his ex made him feel bad about it.
No, Austin. No thinking about his stupid ex right now. He lost Levi. And now he’s mine.His loss is my forever. So fuck that guy.
“S-sorry.”
“Don’t be. I think it’s hot.” I grin. “But, like I was going to say, I’m gonna be honest. I don’t really have all that much experience being with a man. So if I suck at this, please don’t tell me,” I joke with a chuckle, trying to hide my nerves.
His face softens, and god, it makes my heart clench. He reaches down and cups my cheek. “I’d never say anything to hurt your feelings, Austin. I don’t care if you’re some master at sucking cock.” He chuckles softly. “Honestly, I’m glad you’re not.” Why? Is it because the idea of me being with other guys makes him jealous? Because thinking about him being with Brogan makes me see green.
“I’m not like that, Austin. I’d never point out your flaws. No one is perfect, and as someone who's just coming to terms with his sexuality over the past year, I would never make you feel bad for not knowing exactly what you're doing. This is all new for you, and I want you to have a fun experience, not one that leaves you feeling like you’ve failed.”I will not cry before sucking a man's cock!Fuck. Yeah. If I didn’t already have plans on keeping this man, this would cement that decision.
