Page 78 of Extradition (Mobsters + Billionaires 1)
JOE
Rand’s beenquiet since the vote, and I know his father’s disapproval is the reason. He seems happy to have found his stride as a leader, but it’s early days, and every son wants the respect of their father.
Thankfully, I know how to help him get out of his head about it.
“Did you touch yourself last night?” I ask as we walk past the foyer into the living room.
Rand shivers, shaking his head. “Fuck you again for that.”
“You could, you know. Fuck me.”
“Ahem. Rand.” Grayson rounds the corner, his cheeks pink. “I had not anticipated your early arrival, but dinner is almost ready.”
I grimace and mouth a quick sorry to Rand. His mortified expression is too fucking adorable.
“Take the rest of the evening, Grayson. And thanks for getting dinner started. I’ll take it from here.” It’s not my place, and that’s why I do it.
Grayson’s eyes dart to Rand, who gives him a small nod. With a small click of his heels and a stately bow, Grayson leaves us to our evening.
“So now you’re bossing around Grayson?” Rand asks, unzipping my hoodie with a grin.
I shrug. “I wanted him out of here before I did something very, very indecent to you.”
“I’m all ears.”
Grinning, I go to my knees and tug down his waistband, gently scooping his dick and balls out of his underwear. Taking his soft cock into my mouth, I give it a tentative suck, and he immediately begins to plump, his moans filling the cavernous room. I move down, kissing and sucking at his nuts, enjoying the grunt of protest when I use my free hand to hold his cock, lightly thumbing under his head.
“More, please. More,” he begs, trying to thrust his hips for more traction. I lighten my hold even more while lapping at his balls.
When he whines again, I firm my grip, cranking him several times before taking him into my mouth, sucking hard. He lets out a shout and hardens further, coaxing me to take more of him, thrusting his hips, fucking my face.
I pull off him with a wet slurping sound. “Watching you take your father down a notch—it was glorious. It made me so fucking hard, seeing you stand up for yourself like that. He was flabbergasted.”
He laughs. “I know! It was the best thing ever.”
I nuzzle his belly then look up the long line of his body, catching his eyes. “The best…ever?”
“Oh no! I mean…”
I suck a little hickey in the valley between his groin and his thigh, laughing. “I know what you mean. It was impressive. It turned me on.”
His eyes widen. “It did?”
I nod. “Yeah. I got to see the real you without all the posturing. You were every bit the leader you needed to be, just being your authentic, passionate self.”
He scratches the back of his head, smiling shyly.
“You liked it, didn’t you? Standing up for yourself like that.”
“I did.”
Cocking my head at him, I ask, “That the only place you wanna get bossy?”
He reddens. “No. Maybe. But not right now. If that’s okay.”
“Oh, it’s always okay. I’m perfectly happy with our current arrangement. I’m just saying that if you want to turn the tables on me, I’m sure I’d deserve and enjoy it in equal measure.”
“Good to know. I do have one request.”
