CHAPTER 39
GRAYSON
W e’re halfway through dinner when I feel a warm hand land on my thigh and begin moving dangerously close to my semi hard dick.
Inappropriate at the dinner table? Yes.
Controllable? Absolutely fucking not. Not with the woman that drives me fucking crazy sitting so close to me.
Liv decided to sit in the chair next to me when we took our seats and for the first twenty minutes or so, she done everything in her power to avoid making eye contact with me. All that done was amused me.
I could see the arousal in her eyes when she took her time checking me out earlier. My guess is she’s been wound up tight since the moment we left Hunter’s house.
Her breathing is shallow, and her cheeks have a deep flush to them that I know well.
My little vixen is turned on.
Her hand crawls higher and higher at a maddening pace, causing my dick to harden further against the zipper and my brain wars with itself on whether I should bat her hand away or guide it to the spot I want it most .
I risk a glance around the room, checking if anyone is particularly focused on the two of us, but they all seem to be absorbed in whatever my dad is talking about.
Her hand grazes my dick just barely and I resist the urge to thrust my hips upwards into her palm. I lean forward, placing my elbow on the table and clear my throat as I side eye Liv. The smirk on her face lets me know she’s well aware of what she’s doing and she’s enjoying every fucking second of it.
She pulls her hand away suddenly and stands, announcing that she needs to use the bathroom before she rushes out of the room. I wait all of five seconds before I’m pushing my chair back and following her, not missing the way Noah’s eyebrows kick up knowingly.
She’s just closing the bathroom door as I approach and I put my hand out, stopping her. She gasps as I push my way in the door and crowd her.
“What are you doing?” She asks, looking over my shoulder as though someone could have followed me.
“Get on your knees,” I demand, my voice firm and thick with arousal.
“What? No. We’re at your parent’s house. Anyone could walk in here,” she argues, but I see the challenge in her eyes.
She fucking loves this.
“You didn’t seem to care about any of that two minutes ago. Now, Get. On. Your. Knees.”
A sly grin crawls up her face as she slowly lowers to her knees and I unzip my jeans, pulling my cock free from its confines. Her eyes become hooded as she eyes the length, and without further instruction, she reaches out, wrapping her slender fingers around me before leaning forward and swirling her tongue around the tip .
She teases me. Running her tongue from base to tip over and over, never taking me into her mouth and I grip her ponytail, wrapping the silky strands around my fist once and tugging her head back until her eyes meet mine.
“People will notice we’re gone soon. Stop fucking around and suck.”
Her pupils blow wide as she opens her mouth and wraps her glossy lips around the head, taking me all the way to the back of her throat until she gags.
My head drops back on a quiet groan. “Fuuuck.”
I keep my hand in her hair as she moves her head back and forth. Saliva gathers at the corner of her mouth, but she doesn’t pull back, instead she relaxes her throat and sucks me all the way to the hilt, holding there until tears stream from her eyes.
Mascara runs down her face and drool falls from the corners of her mouth as she licks and sucks my length like a pro. She’s a fucking mess below me and it’s a sight to behold.
Liv hollows her cheeks as she picks up the speed and I feel that familiar tingling in my balls as they draw up tight with my impending orgasm.
I take control, holding her head in place as I thrust my hips back and forth, fucking her face. The muscles in my abdomen tighten and sweat builds at the base of my spine as she chokes and gags on my cock.
“Gonna cum, baby.” I warn.
Liv’s eyes snap up to mine as she attempts to nod at me and that’s all it takes to push me over the edge. I snap my hips forward one last time as I spill inside her mouth. A long moan falls from my throat as she swallows every drop, sucking my length until my knees are shaking and I see fucking stars .
She pulls back, her lips releasing me with a loud pop and I stumble back against the vanity behind me. She makes a show of wiping the corners of her mouth and I shake my head at her, my chest heaving with heavy breaths.
“You are gonna be the death of me,” I say breathlessly and she fucking grins at me like the Cheshire cat.
She saunters towards me, bringing her mouth close to mine as she whispers. “I haven’t even started,” before turning and walking out of the bathroom without a backwards glance.
I take a few minutes to compose myself as I try to come to grips with the fact that I just got one of the best blowjobs of my life in the bathroom of my parent’s house while my family sit in the next room eating dinner.
I splash some cold water on my face and wash my hands before looking at myself in the mirror. The man that stares back at me is almost unfamiliar. My eyes are bright with life, my cheeks are flushed and the usual prominent lines on my face are somehow less obvious now.
I shake my head at myself with a disbelieving laugh.
What are you doing to me, woman?