“Luke,” Elliot whimpers and jolts as I wrap my lips around him. Sliding my tongue over him gently, he gasps. That sound sends shockwaves through me, igniting something deep inside of me, and I reach down to pump my own dick. It’s straining, leaking, and eager to come.
And fuck, I’m still on this dildo. It’s shoved so far up my ass I can taste it. I want to move, but Elliot is more important. I want him to come first. I want to see him fall apart. I need tohearit.
I move my lips and tongue, thanking the gods for porn because I watched so much of it preparing for this.I read all the forums, and it’s paying off because Elliot is moaning, his fingers pulling my hair so tightly it hurts.
“So good,” he gasps, his mouth open and cheeks flushed red, and just the sight of it nearly sends me over the edge.
I do a swirl with my tongue and his eyes roll back into his head.
But I want him to look at me.
Look at me.
Me.
Only me.
Suddenly, his eyes snap open and our eyes meet. Something I can’t decipher moves through those dark depths as his mouth opens in a silent moan. I slide my lips over him once more and he cries out, his entire body trembling and twitching, and then he slumps against me, his hands on my shoulders, his chest heaving
He inhales deeply as I lick and kiss my way over his thighs.
“That was…there are no words,” he says softly.
I press my nose into his skin and hold him against me.
“I’m a fucking pro.”
He huffs a small laugh and then pulls away, his hands shaking slightly as he strokes my cheek tenderly.
“You did so good, Luke.”
My name on his lips makes my heart pound harder, and then I nearly lose my ability to breathe when he drops to his hands and knees and wraps his mouth around my cock.
* * *
“You didn’t say this was a haunted cave,” Elliot grumbles, and I grasp onto his free hand and pull him toward our tour group. Lanterns are the only thing lighting the space, which gives it an eerie feeling. Shadows bounce across the walls, and our voices echo in the cold, windy chambers.
“I didn’t know it was, but fuck, it’s creepy, right? All those miners who died digging this out. A few ghosts gotta be down here, yeah?”
Elliot stands a little closer to me, and I swallow my laugh.
“Why did you think the lantern tour was a good idea?”
“Dunno. Looked like a good time. You need good times in your life, Doc,” I reply, and he glances around warily.
“Luke, have you noticed our guide? I think she’s high on something. If we get lost, she won’t know her way out,” Elliot whispers into my ear. He’s almost on top of me. Seems Elliot is a bit of a scaredy-cat. Don’t worry, boo. I’ve gotchu. I protect what’s mine.
“Why do you think that?” I ask, pulling him into me.
“Just listen to her.”
I turn my face toward the guide and listen intently, a smile forming on my face as she speaks.
“Yeah, I see what you mean. I’ll ask her if she can hook us up after. She probably has the good stuff. Probably grows it herself in her closet.”
Elliot scowls at me. “Absolutely not.”
I lean over and press a kiss to his temple. He leans into it a fraction, but I still notice.