The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow #1)

81. Ryan Fairview

Alexa, Play: I feel like I’m drownin’ - Two Feet

“ T ake off your pants, baby,” Cal cooed. He straightened before me and crossed his arms, grabbing his hoodie by the hem and tugging it over his head.

My mouth watered at the sight of his perfectly sculpted chest and chiseled abs. Greedily, I allowed my gaze to follow the delicious V that sunk into his black jeans, which were tented with his massive, hard cock.

He watched me with dark, hooded eyes as I scrambled to do as he said. I slipped my jeans and my boxers off in one go, and my cock sprang out as I kicked my pants off. It was already leaking and was feeling so sensitive I was worried suddenly I wouldn’t be able to last very long.

Cal’s eyes were trained directly on my cock as he ran his tongue over his lower lip, sucking his lip ring into his mouth.

“Fucking gorgeous, Ryan…” He breathed, stepping forward between my legs. “Get on the bed. Lie down,” he ordered softly, pushing me back until I was leaning on my elbows. He crawled onto the bed, slowly undoing his pants as he prowled over my naked body.

He hovered over me, and I could feel the heat radiating off of him as he slid out of his own jeans, kicking them off the bed.

My cock was leaking all over my abdomen, and it released another unprompted gush as his heavy dick fell against mine.

I groaned as the velvet-soft skin of his shaft rubbed up against my sensitive cock, and he smiled.

“You’re leaking for me, baby,” he purred before scooping up both of our dicks in one of his large tattooed hands.

He pumped both our dicks together, and I stared down at where our bodies were connected, marveling at the pearly beads of cum that were leaking from the tip of my dick just from him touching me.

Already, the base of my spine was tingling, and my breathing was getting choppy.

“Cal… fuck. I don’t think I’m going to last…” I gasped.

“Shhhh… Shhh, shhh, shhh.” He ran his finger over the heads of both our cocks, swiping up some pre-cum before pressing his now wet finger to my lips. “You’re not going to come until I say. Right, sweet boy?” he purred, and the way he said it just made my cock throb harder.

“Here, taste how good we are together.” He murmured, pressing his finger into my mouth. I parted my lips to let him in, obediently sucking our combined cum off my finger and shuddering at the salty, erotic taste.

“Such a good boy…” He hummed before sitting back on his heels and taking his thick, pierced dick with him. I whimpered in protest, but he paid me no mind.

My cheeks flushed as he wrapped his hands around my ankles and bent my legs, pressing my knees up to my shoulders.

“Cal…” I protested, feeling every bit as exposed as I was, but again he ignored me. Sucking on his lip ring, he examined my spread ass with a look of pure devotion on his face.

“Hold your legs like this for me, ginger snap,” he murmured, and I did what he said despite the way my cheeks were burning at being so exposed.

My heart was pounding in my chest as he stared at me, leisurely stroking his cock.

Was he going to fuck me?

My cock leaked more pre-cum at the thought. Staring at his massive dick, I nearly groaned out loud at the thought of him putting that thing inside me.

Pleasepleasepleaseplease.

Please put it inside me.

“You want me to fuck this sweet little hole, baby?” he asked softly, ghosting his thumb over it, causing me to jerk with anticipation.

“Yes… Cal, please .”

He glanced up to meet my gaze. I expected him to give me one of his goofy smiles, but he didn’t. His expression was the most serious I had ever seen.

He licked his lips and nodded.

“I will, baby. I promise. But first, let’s have a taste.”

To my complete and utter shock, he bent down and sealed his lips over my hole. I jerked and moaned as he circled it with his scorching hot, wet tongue.

My cock literally surged forward on its own accord, lifting right off my abdomen as it somehow grew even harder.

Cum was streaming out of my tip at a continuous rate as Cal relentlessly lashed his tongue against my asshole.

“Cal, fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I cried out, and he growled, running his tongue up from my hole to my balls and sucking them into his mouth firmly.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he asked, his voice rough with need. “You like having my tongue in your sweet little ass?”

“I’m going to come…I’m going to fucking come!” I chanted, and to my complete devastation, he pulled away, pinching the base of my dick so hard I could feel my pulse in my ball sack.

“No coming, baby. Not yet. I’m not finished with you,” he purred, and I groaned as my cock grew so full it felt like it might literally burst.

I was panting and out of my mind with need while he sat and watched me squirm beneath his grip. He made more soothing sounds as he waited for me to come down enough for him to continue.

When he was sure I wasn’t going to come, he took my hand and guided it to replace his.

“Hold here, sweet thing. If you think you’re going to come, pinch with this hand and tap my head with your other hand. I’ll stop.”

I didn’t want him to fucking stop. I wanted to fucking come!

I groaned and shivered in agony, and his chocolate eyes met mine through my spread legs. His mouth was cut into a hard line as if he could read my thoughts.

“You better stop me before you come, Ryan, or I won’t be happy with you. I want tonight to be about making you feel good. I don’t want to have to punish you, but I will if you make me. Do you understand?”

I nodded frantically, nearly choking in my rush to reply. “Yes. Yes. I promise. I won’t come until you say. Just please don’t stop.”

He smiled at me, blowing gently on my swollen and sensitive balls before setting his sights on my asshole again.

“I love it when you beg, baby.”

And then, he was licking me again, and I pinched the base of my dick like my life depended on it, doing everything in my power not to come before my dark angel said I could.