Laid Bare - Lauren Dane [61]
“I should think so! We’ve only been together since May.”
“Pshaw. We’ve been together for years, Erin.” His posture changed. He transformed from sweet and loving to something else. Intense sexuality washed over her just looking at him.
“Mm hmm,” she managed to say as a flush built inside her.
He eyed her from head to toe, a slow, sexy perusal. “On your knees. Suck my cock right now. I want to come in your mouth.”
She knew the door behind her was open. The door leading down to the office where Ben was. He’d be able to hear everything.
She sank to her knees and unbuttoned his jeans, thankful he wasn’t having a client-contact day where he’d have been wearing zip-up khakis or something.
His cock readily sprang from the confines of his boxers, and she took a moment to inhale, loving the warmth of him, loving the way he felt in her hands, loving the way his body smelled.
The floor was hard beneath her knees, but for whatever reason, it only added to the experience.
“Suck me. The head first.” His voice had gone rough and deep, sending a shiver down her spine.
She took him into her mouth, sucking hard against the slick of pre-come on the slit, straight to the crown and then stopped. Suck and draw, suck and draw. She licked around the crown, sucking against the ridge of sensitive flesh there, moving back up to suck the head again. His balls were hot in her palm, slowly drawing up against him the closer she brought him to coming.
“Now take me deep. I want to feel the back of your throat.”
She took a steadying breath through her nose and sucked him down, back as far as she could, keeping her breath even through her nose and concentrating on staying relaxed. When she pulled back, she swallowed, to mollify her gag reflex.
In and out, over and over, the floor digging into her knees, his hands tight in her hair as he guided her mouth on him. He made low sounds, growls and moans of her name, gave her instructions on what he wanted, told her what he’d do to her later that night. All the while fucking her mouth, all while Ben was just feet away.
Could he hear them?
Erin’s pussy bloomed and slickened as she knelt there, sucking Todd off in his kitchen, the late summer afternoon sun flowing over his shoulder and down her back.
“Oh, honey, yes. I’m going to blow right down that pretty little throat of yours.”
His fingers tightened and he pressed deep as he came, filling her with his taste over and over until she was nearly drunk with it. Finally he pulled back and she licked across the head before tucking him back into his jeans.
Strong, big hands took her upper arms and brought her to stand as his mouth crushed over hers. She held on, reveling in the way he felt against her.
“I love you, honey,” he said softly, kissing her once more, this time on her forehead.
“You’d better, buster.”
“I should get back to work. You gonna be okay?”
“Yep. I’m going to make some calls. To Adrian to tell him yes about the shows, and then to Jeremy to have him start getting this all in the works. I may work for a bit; I have a song I’m trying to finish.”
“I owe you one.” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
“Yes you do.”
He headed downstairs, where Ben just looked at him with a smirk.
“You’re a right bastard for teasing me like that. Twice now I might add. I’m beginning to wonder if we’re not all playing a game together in some sense.”
“Teasing you? I guess you could look at it that way. I thought I was teasing her with knowing you could hear.” Todd grinned.
“She seemed more than okay with it.”
“Yes.” While sharing in depth with Cope was fine, Todd had been initially unsure of how much Ben knew or wanted to know. He hadn’t heard much about Ben’s sexuality, but Erin had made a mention of Ben being kinky under the surface, and ever since, Todd had been intrigued with the idea. And then he’d been sort of uncomfortable that he’d been intrigued. He was still a work in progress he supposed.
“Too bad there’s only one of her.” Ben shrugged, but the air changed.
“Ah, it’s like that?” Todd