His mouth swallowed me again, deeper this time, his nose pressing into the trimmed hair at the base while his throat worked around the head. One of his hands cupped my balls, rolling them gently, and the other pressed flat against my lower belly to keep me from thrusting up. He set a rhythm that was pure torture. Each downstroke ended with his lips at my roots and his throat fluttering. Each upstroke finished with his tongue flicking rapidly across my slit. The pressure built at the base of my spine, my thighs trembling—breath coming in ragged gasps. ”Henry, I’m gonna—“ He pulled off immediately. A groan escaped me, my cock throbbed in the air, slick with his spit—so close to release that my balls ached. “Not yet.” His voice was wrecked—lips swollen and red. “Did you bring it?” It took my brain a moment to process words. “What?” ”The stuff, Rook.” He sat up slightly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “The lube and condoms. Tell me you actually brought them.” ”Oh y
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