Chapter 13 #2
Flynn bit his bottom lip, gaze skating over me. My skin prickled, his attention tightening my nipples to hard peaks and making my cock throb.
“You now,” I said. “I want to feel your skin against mine.”
“Fuck yeah,” Flynn muttered, throwing off his coat.
His T-shirt followed, revealing a broad, hairy chest with built pecs the likes I’d never seen outside of magazines or television.
He kicked off his boots, flicked open his jeans button, and pushed his pants and underwear down his thick thighs. Also hairy.
Damn, this man was a sexy beast.
His cock was big, in proportion with the rest of him, and I had a brief moment of doubt as to where the heck it would fit—mouth or ass or even hand—before deciding I’d enjoy trying to figure it out.
Flynn gripped his dick, stroking it once, as he gazed at me. “What do you want, Bailey?”
“Come here.”
He crawled onto the bed, placing his hands on either side of my shoulders, knees bracketing my hips, and leaned down to kiss me.
I tugged him down, encouraging him to lower his weight onto me. “Want to feel you,” I whispered into the dip in his throat.
His hairy chest brushed my nipples, setting sparks dancing through my system. His thick cock nudged my hip. He sank onto me, little by little, until he pinned me to the mattress.
“Can you breathe?” he asked.
I chuckled. “Only a little, but…worth it.”
He levered himself up on one arm, bicep bulging with the strain, and reached for the bedside table. He yanked open a drawer, rummaged around, and came back with a tube of lube.
“Open this for me.”
I flipped open the lid and poured lube into the palm of his hand as he requested. My heart thundered. What was he going to do with that? Did he want to fuck me?
I wanted to be game for anything, but I hadn’t bottomed before, and Flynn was big.
“Shh,” he murmured, dipping down to kiss me gently. “I can hear you freaking out. I’m going to make you feel good. Do you trust me, Bailey?”
“With my life,” I said, eyes meeting his, letting him know that I was with him, unafraid, despite my nerves trying to take over.
He pressed his forehead to mine, eyes closing. “Fuck, baby, you’re too good to be true.”
I shook my head, but my answer was lost in a gasp as Flynn closed his slick hand around my cock, stroking it in a tight grip.
Pleasure rocketed through me, making me arch and hiss.
“Such a pretty cock,” he murmured. “Just like the rest of you.”
He bent to kiss my left nipple, swiping his tongue over it, nibbling and making me moan.
It occurred to me I was doing nothing to reciprocate, but Flynn was blowing my mind with a few touches.
“What about you?” I asked between gasps of breath.
He lifted his head. “Don’t worry. I’m getting everything I want right now.”
Lust glazed his eyes, and my fingers had made a mess of his hair. Fuck, the man was hot. His beard was soft against my skin as he nuzzled into my throat, sucking a hard kiss there that made me moan.
He stroked my dick faster. The pleasure was rising too fast.
“I can’t. Flynn, I gotta—!”
He sat back, and I erupted with a cry. He stroked me through it, wringing me of every drop, his dick still thick and heavy between his legs.
When I caught my breath, he had his dick in his hand, jerking it like a machine, eyes locked on the cum smeared over my abs.
It was hot that he was getting off on the sight of me, but I didn’t want it to end like this.
“Wait, stop,” I ordered.
He paused, chest heaving.
I pointed to the bed. “Lie down. My turn.”
He raised his eyebrows at my imperious tone, but he collapsed onto the mattress obediently enough. I pushed his hand away from his cock, flushed a deep fuchsia and looking needy as fuck.
“This is mine.”
His eyes widened as I dipped down and licked the tip. I wrapped a hand around the base, not able to enclose it but doing my best, and swirled my tongue around his glans.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “Wasn’t expecting…”
I hummed, smug that I’d surprised him. I might be younger and less experienced, but damn it, I was a hands-on learner.
I kissed and licked and tasted him until Flynn lost his hesitancy and grabbed a handful of hair.
“Suck me,” he growled.
I opened up, letting him push my mouth down onto his dick. It was so wide it strained the limits of my lips. I drooled as he filled my mouth to capacity, heavy on my tongue.
He groaned. “Oh god, Bailey. Take it deeper.”
Could I? I tried to relax and take another few inches. I gagged as he hit my throat.
I backed off and coughed. “Sorry. Not very good at this, I guess.”
“No, you’re perfect. My dick is too big for most people.”
I gave him an intense look. “I’ll learn.”
I returned to his dick, licking and sucking, trying to open my throat to take him deeper, never quite succeeding but trying damn hard. Saliva trailed down his shaft, and I used it to stroke him with both hands until he gave me a guttural warning and flooded my mouth.
I damn near drowned, spluttering as it hit my throat and doing my best to swallow and breathe.
Flynn grabbed my arm and tugged me up his body. “C’mere.”
I met his gaze shyly. “Hi. Was that…okay? I know I couldn’t—”
He cut me off with a kiss, sweeping his tongue in to taste his cum on my tongue. “It was amazing. You’re amazing.”
I shook my head. “I’m not very experienced. I didn’t want you to know, but…”
“Bailey, I’ll give you all the experience you want,” he murmured. “I’ll treasure every minute of it. Don’t ever worry about that. As long as you’re comfortable and happy?”
“Oh, hell yeah,” I said. “I’m gonna learn to take that dick down my throat too. That’s a promise.”
He laughed. “Well, you’re determined enough, I believe it.
But that doesn’t matter to me.” He pushed my hair back from my face.
“This isn’t just sex for me. If it is for you, I’ll understand, and hell, I’ll count myself lucky, anyway.
You’re young, and you should experiment all you want, even if that means having some fun and moving on from me, but—”
“Flynn,” I interrupted. “Shut up.”
He blinked. “Uh, what?”
“You’re talking nonsense.” I kissed him again, long and deep so he’d understand. “We didn’t go through all this murder confession angst for a hookup. This is real.” I swallowed hard. “Right?”
His eyes softened as he stroked a hand down my back. “For me, it is.”
“Me too,” I said. “I don’t know how everything will work. I’ve got to go back to campus, and you’ve got to work with my brothers.”
Flynn sucked in a breath. “Oh god. They’ll kick my ass.”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’m a grown-ass man. They have no say in who fucks me.”
He bit his bottom lip, looking tormented. “Holden won’t like it. My job…”
“He’d never fire you for something like that, even if he was pissed, okay? But this is really new. We’re still figuring it out. I don’t want to make it more complicated by bringing my brothers into it.”
“You want to keep it a secret?”
“Just for now,” I said quickly. “Just until we feel a little more settled and sure of what’s next.”
He nodded, relaxing a little. “Okay. Yeah. I can do that.”
“Good.” I bent to peck a kiss to his lips. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”
He wrapped his hand around my hard-on. “I was getting that feeling.” He tugged it, making my lips part and desire spill through me once more. “Come up here. Take my mouth for a test drive. Let’s see what I can teach you.”
“Fuck yeah,” I whispered as he tugged me forward until my cock pushed into his hot, wet mouth. “Best teacher ever.”