Ender shrugged, brushing his thumb along my hip.“Nothing planned.”
“Think you’ll hear anything from Brinks, Nickel, and Thorn?”I asked, trying to sound casual.
His jaw tightened just slightly.“Yeah.”
I pretended not to notice, even though I noticed everything now.“You look like you could use a distraction,” I said lightly.
He pulled me closer, and his lips brushed my temple.“Distract me how?”
I tilted my head back and smiled up at him.“I’ve got a couple ideas.”
His brow lifted.“Show me the first one.”
I wiggled my eyebrows.
He laughed quietly.“You’re trouble.”
“Only for you.”
I shifted closer, letting my hand slide over his chest, slow and deliberate.I felt his breath hitch beneath my palm, and that alone made my pulse jump.I leaned in, murmuring near his ear, “You trust me, right?”
Ender’s arm tightened around me.“Always.”
That was all the invitation I needed.
I slipped lower beneath the blanket, the world narrowing to warmth and shadow and the sound of his breath turning rough.The covers cocooned us, intimate and secret, and I took my time, slow enough to make him restless.
“Clove,” he warned softly, his voice already wrecked.
I smiled to myself, letting my hands wrap around his hard cock, and licked the tip.His fingers threaded into my hair, not pushing, just holding, like he was trying not to lose control.
“Fuck,” he breathed.“You’re doing that on purpose.”
“Am I?”I murmured, letting the words ghost against him.
His hips shifted.“You’re going to ruin me.”
I glanced up from beneath the blanket, meeting his eyes.“That’s kind of the point.”
A low groan tore out of him, and his head tipped back against the pillow as I licked the hard shaft and then wrapped my lips around the tip.
“Don’t stop.”
I didn’t.
I sucked his cock into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat.A moan ripped from his lips, and I knew he was fully distracted.I bobbed up and down, enjoying the taste and feel of him in my mouth.
His hand slid into my hair, gentle but possessive.
“God,” he murmured.“Your mouth feels incredible.”
I shifted slightly beneath the blanket, and his breath stuttered.
“Clove,” he whispered, reverent now.“That’s it.Just like that.”
I sped up, my hand at the base of his cock, and my other stroking him.
His fingers tightened in my hair, not pulling, just holding.“You’re so damn good to me.”