Page 31 of House of Kallan
He huffed, but his breath caught as I pulled his underwear down. His dick sprung back up and pointed in my face. “I think your dick was ready all along.”
Aden snorted. “My dick is always ready f?—”
His words cut off as I wrapped my mouth around him. He shivered. I felt it travel down the length of his body. Moving my fingers slowly up his legs, I was reminded once again of how very soft he was. My boy put lotion on every single day. His skin was soft, and his body hair was silken. Even the coarse hair on his legs.
Circling my hands around his thighs, I cupped his ass cheeks, squishing them in my palms. They were so perfect. Plump. They jiggled too. They were simply flawless.
Aden groaned, one of his hands moving to the back of my head. Not hard. Not even with enough pressure to keep me there. He gently cupped my head as his hips jerked forward. I heard his sudden intake as I gave him a nice, hard, long suck.
I was rewarded when a drop of pre-cum coated my tongue. Smiling around his dick, I flicked my tongue. Traced the tip of it along the veins and pressed along the underside of his mushroom tip. Aden moaned quietly.
Leaving one of my hands on his ass cheek, I brought theother around to spread his legs apart a little more. I loved to touch his balls. They were big. Like, excessively so. It was so damn sexy. I gripped them in my hand and gave them a slight roll. Aden’s hips jerked forward again as he gasped.
For a few more seconds, I continued to play with his balls until they got tight in my hold. Letting them go, I drew my finger along his taint until I could press the pad of my middle finger to his sexy little asshole.
His free hand tangled in my hair as he bent over me a little. “Oh gods,” he hissed.
I grinned around his dick and since I was pretty sure we were creeping on seven minutes, I doubled down my sucking game while simultaneously pressing against his hole with my middle finger and his taint with my thumb.
Aden cursed, his hips bucking into my face as he came undone and filled my mouth with his salty seed. I smiled, not letting up on my ministrations until he was completely relieved of his load, and he slumped over me until I gently eased him into my arms.
His eyelids were heavy as he blinked at me.
“Love you,” I said, licking my lips.
Aden sighed. “I really wasn’t mad, Toby.”
“I was mad at myself,” I said. “I never want to make you feel anything but happy.”
He smiled and turned his face into my chest, wrapping his arms around my neck. “I love you too. You do make me happy. I know you’re excited for Tatum, and I know you’re trying to be patient. I know it’s hard for you. Just know that I’m not intentionallynotinto her.”
My breath caught. “You’re not into her?”
His lips pressed against my collarbone. “Not in the same way you are, but again, I don’t know her well enough for that to change. Time isn’t something you like, but I need more of it. Okay?”
“But you like her, right?”
“Yeah, Toby. I like her. She’s sweet and beautiful. Smart. She’s so many things and IthinkI could love her but…”
“You need time. Okay. I can totally do that.”
He pulled his head back and gave me a skeptical look. “Can you?”
“I mean, I can fake like I’m patient, right?”
“No. I’ve never seen you do that.” He laughed.
“For you, I can. I will. You’ll see.”
I mean, I hoped he’d see. Around his back, I crossed my fingers. I could totally do this patience thing!
Tatum
I staredat the paperwork on my desk for a long time. It wasn’t going to complete itself and yet, I couldn’t convince myself to concentrate on it. I thought that if I’d brought Shadow to hang out, I’d still feel like I was doing the part of this job that truly resonated with me. So far, no such luck.
Shadow was sitting in one of those seats that helped him to train his muscles how to sit. Which was kind of amusing since he sat just fine most days. I had him strapped into a chair between me and the window.
As always, he clutched his stuffed fox while alternating his attention between what was outside the window and around the room. When he felt my attention on him, he looked at me. The tiny ghost of a smile that I freaking loved stared back.
