Chapter 39
I was standing by the door and bouncing on my feet as I waited for him. I was tingling with anticipation, and all but squealed when my phone vibrated in my hand.
Beauty: Knock-knock.
Myles knew Av? had already left for some golf session with his friends, but because the knock-knock text had become our thing, I looked forward to getting it from him rather than having him ring the doorbell.
I flung the door open, pulled Myles inside by the collar of his black leather jacket, and rose on my tiptoes to give him a kiss.
He shut the door and moaned against me, but I quickly pulled back and let him take off his boots so that I could drag him into the kitchen.
Once inside, I turned and looked at him, and all but came in my jeans when he grinned at me.
I’d never seen him in a leather jacket, so excuse me for going nuts about the fact. And those faded jeans he was wearing? Yeah, they were doing everything for his thighs and my shameless eyes.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, babe,” Myles said as he walked over to me.
I melted into his arms when he kissed me, but managed to grab the plate that was on the counter behind me.
I slowly pushed him back, and when he raised his brows at me, I presented him the massive Lofthouse cookie I’d made for him.
It was round, doughy, perfectly sweet, with an ample amount of pink buttercream frosting, and loads of sprinkles – just like Myles liked it.
His eyes widened when he saw the cookie. “Rina, you didn’t have to.” He looked at me. “You told me not to bring you a gift, so–”
I placed a finger on his mouth to shush him, then jerked my head at the cookie.
With a smile and a slight shake of his head, he grabbed it and took a massive bite of it. “Fuck,” he all but groaned. “It’s so good, Rina.”
I chuckled as I set the plate aside, and, because I was feeling a little something-something after seeing him in a leather jacket and moaning after eating the cookie I’d made him, I placed my hands on his arms and turned him around so that his back was to the inner counter.
“What’re you–” He stopped abruptly when I went on my knees before him.
“Rina…” His chest rose and fell at an unsteady rhythm. “You don’t–”
I shushed him, then signed, Eat, before unbuckling his belt.
He looked like he was in a daze as he swallowed, nodded, and then took another bite of the cookie.
I unzipped his jeans and pushed its flaps aside, put a hand behind the waistband of his underwear and wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, then pulled him out before rising a little on my knees.
“Rina…” Myles sighed when I stroked him slowly – just once. He then grabbed the hem of his white t-shirt and lifted it up.
I smirked and leaned in to place open-mouthed kisses on his hipbone as I began stroking him proper, and he hardened more and more in my grasp with each press of my lips on his skin.
Myles inhaled sharply, and I felt his abs contract at my touch.
It was a different kind of pleasure knowing that he trusted me enough to let me take him on a high that was uncontrollable and wild. It was a sensation so untamed that it drove me mad, made me hungry for more.
I moved back, and when our eyes met, I ran the tip of my tongue over his crown, making him grunt.
“Rina, please,” he said. The grey of his eyes looked all but obsidian as he stared at me.
I grinned, and parted my lips before finally taking him into my mouth.
“Fuck.” Myles’s hips thrust forward, and I gagged a bit.
Pushing his underwear down further, I pulled him out of my mouth and began sucking on his balls.
I moaned, and my nipples hardened at the taste of him.
God, he felt so good.
“Fuck!” I felt him spread his legs a little, and when I tightened my grip around his cock before stroking him faster, his breaths turned audible, uneven.
I looked up at him, and when I saw a small piece of cookie in his hand, I arched a brow at him.
He quickly shoved it into his mouth and began chewing on it, making me chuckle.
The vibration from that action made him grunt again, and when I pulled his balls out of my mouth before gently tugging them downwards with my free hand, Myles clenched his jaw and groaned.
“I’m close,” he rasped, and pulled his t-shirt higher.
I took his cock into my mouth again, but this time, I let him slide deep. I pushed my head forward and took him in to the back of my throat, and gagged out loud. Pulling him out, I spat on his crown, applied more pressure on the hold I had on his base, and started sucking him again.
He rocked his hips in time with my head, and when I felt his balls tighten in my hand, I looked up at him again.
Myles arched and roared as he came into my mouth, and the way his entire body stiffened under the pleasure I gave him, made me feel so fucking powerful as I swallowed almost every drop of his come.
“Jesus-Mary-Joseph,” he whispered when I got to my feet and wiped my lips with a thumb. “You broke my brain, woman.”
I laughed, just as the doorbell rang. Daniel and the others were here, it seemed.
I glanced at Myles, all flushed and relaxed, and gave him a wink. Clean up, I signed, then turned around before sashaying out of the kitchen and into the living room.