He turns his head to look at me. “Why would you say that?”
“Because I have two eyes that work very well.”
He huffs a humorless laugh. “Are you okay if we stay in today? I’ll order room service.” He slips his arm around my waist, tugging me to his side.
“As if I have a say.”
“You have a say,” he says, burying his face in my neck and inhaling. He drags his nose up the column of my neck, nipping at my ear lobe. Dragging his lips along my jaw, he finds mine, kissing me deeply. I turn to face him, moving to swing my leg over his lap, but he stops me. “I have a better idea.”
“Oh?”
Kissing me one last time, he gets to his feet and offers me his hand. I take it, and he leads me through the living room and into the bathroom. He leaves me by the sink and goes to the bathtub to turn the faucets on. The water pours in through a wide opening above the side of the tub like a waterfall. Harmon walks back to me with an intense look on his face.
He undoes my tie, leaning past me to put it on the counter top, then slides his hands along my chest and up my shoulders to push my jacket off. That too goes on the counter. He untucks my shirt from my pants, undoes my buttons one by one. He works quickly but gently, getting me undressed until I am completely naked.
His warm hands stay on my hips, and he leans in to kiss my neck, then he gets to his knees and kisses the tip of my hard dick.
“Fuck,” I groan, grasping onto the counter.
“Look at me,” he demands.
I blink a few times, taking a breath before I bring my gaze downward, to him.
The air leaves my lungs as I take in the sight. This powerful man, fully dressed in his expensive suit, kneeling before me as if I deserve it.
He opens his mouth, leaning forward to take me in. His lips close around the head of my cock and he sucks, making a damn show of it. My head falls back, my body shudders.
“Cassius,” he says. “Look at me.”
“I c-can’t,” I say.
“You will or I’ll stop.”
“If I watch, I’ll come in two seconds,” I say, swallowing hard.
“And you think I care about that?” Gritting my teeth, I look down at him. “You know it’s what I want,” he adds. “So just give it to me.”
The tub filling with water echoes around the room but does nothing to drown out my moans when he takes me into his mouth again. This time deeper, but still just sucking on me like you would a lollipop. He doesn’t bob his head back and forth like all the other blow jobs I’ve gotten, he just sucks on me like he’s trying to get the cum out.
It works. And fuck does it feel good.
He moans as I come in his mouth, the orgasm nearly bringing me to the floor. When he’s sucked every drop from me, he gets to his feet and leans close, his lips brushing mine.
“You taste so good,” he whispers, then he licks his lips and begins to get himself undressed.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Harmon
I feel Cassius’s gaze on me as I walk toward the bathtub to check the water level and temperature. It’s perfect—just a touch too hot.
“Come here,” I say, glancing over my shoulder.
Cassius hesitates before walking toward me, taking sure and confident steps. His cock glistens from my leftover saliva and it only has me wanting to take him into my mouth again.
I offer my hand. He takes it. I gesture for him to get into the tub. He steps over the edge, hissing when his toes hit the water and pulls them out.
“Slowly,” I tell him.