Chapter 2
Benjamin’s eyes widened a fraction, but he nodded, swallowing hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“Yeah… go for it. Been thinking about that part too.” He spread his legs wider, giving me room, and I slid down to my knees between them on the carpet, the rough fibers biting into my skin but I didn’t care.
Up close, his c**k smelled musky, aroused, balls drawn up tight. I leaned in, inhaling deep, and licked the underside from base to tip in one long, flat stroke of my tongue.
The taste hit me. Salty, slightly bitter from the precum. And he groaned loud, his hand coming to rest in my hair, fingers threading through without pulling yet.
“Oh f**k, yeah. Do that again, Owen. Your tongue’s hot.” His voice was rough, hips shifting forward a bit, offering more. I did it again, slower
