Rush: The Season (Austin Arrows Book 1)(98)

Well, I guess now it’s my turn.

I move over and kneel on the floor at his feet. This didn’t work out quite the way that I planned. His jeans are in my way, which means he’s going to have to lose them. I help remove his boots, then shove his jeans and boxers to the floor. Once he’s naked—holy smokes the man is so f*cking hot when he’s naked—I kneel between his legs, keeping my eyes locked with his. He’s watching me carefully, as though he’s attempting to memorize my every move. Without asking permission, I lean forward and press a gentle kiss to the head of his cock. His eyes flare, but he doesn’t move.

I give him a little lick, then smile. “Remember, there are customers and employees on the other side of the door. I don’t want them to know the naughty things I’m doing to you, which means you have to be quiet.” I knew Kingston would say he didn’t care, so I had to make it about me.

Kingston nods. “I can do that.”

“And this time, you can’t stop me.” He has stopped me every other time, focusing more on my pleasure. It’s my turn. I want to make him wild, watch him come undone.

“Okay.”

Sliding my tongue along the smooth, soft flesh, I set out to make this man lose his mind the same way he’s done to me time and time again.





Kingston

I had no idea what to expect when Julie directed me to Ellie’s office. I simply stopped by to see her, thought I’d have a beer and see if maybe she wanted to grab dinner later.

This…

Yeah. I’m not sure I’m going to survive this.

The moment Ellie took on that authoritative tone, directing me to remove my clothes … my dick roared to life. The woman clearly doesn’t realize the power she has over me. She could’ve pointed and I would’ve done her bidding.

And now, as I watch her kneeling between my legs, her warm lips wrapped around my throbbing dick…Well, it’s safe to say I’m not going to let a second of this pass me by. I do my best to keep my hands planted on the arms of the chair while she works me thoroughly with her lips and tongue. I have to bite my cheek to keep from groaning. It feels so damn good.

When it gets to be too much, I slide my hands into her hair. Not because I’m going to stop her but because I want to touch her. I want her to feel what she does to me. If she’s restraining my voice because there are people who could overhear us, then I’ll make sure she knows in other ways.

I hold her hair back, mesmerized by the way she’s bobbing up and down, my dick tunneling past her lips, sliding over her tongue. Her breathy moans vibrate along my shaft, sending shards of pleasure crashing through my veins.

“Fuck, baby,” I whisper, trying to keep my voice low. “I f*cking love your mouth.”

Ellie cups my balls in her warm hand while her other begins to stroke me, her lips sliding up and down. She’s going to make me come. I know that’s her plan, but I don’t want to come. Not yet. This is perfection, something I never want to end.

This sweet woman on her knees, giving me a blow job in her office while people move back and forth past that door… It’s hotter than f*ck.

Her cheeks hollow as she begins to suck me harder.

Cradling the back of her head with one hand, I guide her down, forcing her to take a little more of me. She moans again. It’s clear she likes when I take control. I do, too, but this was her plan, so I’m trying not to ruin it for her. Nothing short of a tornado taking out the building right now could ruin it for me.

“Fuck… Yes…” She’s bobbing faster, taking more of me. I rest my hand on the back of her head, letting her know how much I like it. “Oh, damn… Fuck, baby… That’s it…” I’m keeping my voice as low as possible, but it’s not easy. “Goddamn, Ellie… I’m gonna come in your mouth. Is that what you want? Fuck…” I can’t take much more.

Ellie moans her agreement and that’s all it takes.

I bite my tongue to keep from roaring as I grab her head, holding her still, my dick pulsing as I fill her mouth. My gaze never strays from her face, watching in wide-eyed wonder as she drinks me down.

And ladies and gentleman, that is the hottest f*cking thing I’ve ever seen.





40


Bianca


Friday, December 9th “Your mom’s really going on a date with him tonight?”

I stare at Gabby from my spot on her bed. I’ve been at her house for most of the day. Ever since my mom mentioned that she was going to go out on a date with Kingston tonight.

“Yep. It’s their first one.”

Gabby looks at me, her forehead wrinkling. “They haven’t been on a date before?”

I shrug. “Not an official one, I guess. That’s what my mom said, anyway.”

“Still nothing from your dad, huh?”

I shake my head. I can tell Gabby’s kind of sad about that. She’s been rooting for me this whole time, but it’s been almost two months, and my mom hasn’t said anything, so I guess that means she hasn’t talked to my dad. Part of me knows she’s going to be mad when she finds out, so I keep watching her, trying to see if she is angry, just not telling me. Since she seems normal, I don’t think she has heard from him.

“Well, maybe you’ll hear from him on Christmas.” Gabby grins. “Wouldn’t that be the coolest Christmas present ever?”