Helovesthis.
And I’ve barely done anything to him yet.
His cock throbs in my mouth as I push the pad of my tongue up against his underside, and he sighs as his hips buck up, pushing him into my throat again.
You needed this even more than I did, didn’t you?
It dawns on me how much power I’m holding over him right now, how I could take all of this away and leave him wrecked.
In a minute, though.
Right now I’m enjoying this.
As I run my hands along the smooth skin of his thighs, it becomes obvious that this guy is strong.
His thighs are densely muscled, and he’s almost as fit as I was right before my injury. It’s clear he works out, or maybe he’s even an athlete of some sort. Certainly not totally helpless, like I assumed when we were out on the stairs.
I flick the tip of my tongue on his tip as I slide upward, then swirl it around.
“Fuck, Sev,” he utters.
The words tumble from his mouth and for a moment, it doesn’t register.
In fact, all I feel is a surge of pride.
Yeah.
It’s that good.
And I’ve barely even deep-throated you yet.
But then his body freezes up, and I take a beat to realize what just happened.
This stranger just called meSev.
My actual name.
“The fuck?”I ask, pushing up on my elbows between his legs. “What did you call me?”
“Fuck,” he utters.
“How do you know my name? What the fuck is going on here?”
He pulls away and swings his legs over the side of the mattress, like he’s getting ready to flee.
I reach out and clasp my fist around his wrist instantly.
“I’m sorry. You’re a pretty recognizable person. You can’t blame me for that. Just let mego.”
“That’s not how Zenith works.Noneof this is how it’s supposed to work, actually. You realize there are consequences in a place like this, right?”
He tries to pull out of my grasp and I yank him back down harder.
In the struggle I manage to get my hand near the top of his hoodie, and finally the hood gets pulled back.
Not all the way, but just enough.
I rip off my mask and toss it away, because if this asshole knows who I am, I’m not holding back.