Page 16 of Blaze & Ajax

He licked his lips and opened his mouth wide for more.

Fuck.

Me.

I could come right then and there at the sight of him swallowing me whole.

I couldn’t take my eyes off his obedience, not moving an inch, leaving his hands behind him, and sucking me so fucking good. Where in the hell had that come from?

“Can you take more, Kitten?”

His brows furrowed, and he huffed through his nose.

Right. Order. Not ask.

I pushed my dick back into his mouth, rested my hands on either side of his head in a firm hold, and rolled my hips back and forth, deeper and faster. Not once did he graze me with his teeth… or bite my dick off. I had my doubts.

When his tongue rolled along the sensitive areas, my eyes rolled right along with it, making my toes curl.

My stamina was quickly draining with a desperation to climax finally. It was building too much, and I sensed the inevitable explosion.

“Swallow all of it,” I grunted.

Blaze gave me a curt nod as I let go and just let my body feel… and fall.

I shuddered and froze as heat flushed my skin when I came. Blaze was quick to swallow all my cum. Watching him gobble it up was… there were no fucking words that could describe the magnificent sight. It was like he’d thrown his pride right down the garbage disposal and shredded it just to have this moment with me.

As I came down from my sexual high and my softening cock slipped out of his mouth, I hated to admit that it was the best fucking blow job I’d ever had. Still, I waited for the inevitable regret, but there was nothing.

That was a lie. I still hated the fucking bastard, but for the first time, that hatred dimmed a little. What had pushed Blaze, of all people, to get on his knees for me? I didn’t understand it.

Blaze quickly stood and wiped his mouth aggressively with the back of his hand while I pulled up my sweats, unsure of what to say or do. Did I have to suck him off? Would he even tell me what just happened? Better yet, why was he here, and what did this mean?

His brow slammed down, and he fisted his hands, his cock trying to punch through his jeans, clearly needing his own release. Then he paced with a low growl.

“Do you… want me to…” I pointed at his dick.

His eyes snapped to mine and he scowled. “No!”

When he brushed by me, apparently trying to leave, I was filled with that ever-present anger whenever Blaze was around. I grabbed him by his neck and shoved his face into the wall, pressing my much bigger body against his.

“Then what the fuck do you want? Why are you here? Do you mean to tell me you stopped by just to suck my dick? I don’t think so.”

Blaze struggled under me, rasping and grunting. “Let me… go!”

“No. Answer me.”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck you, too!”

I twisted his arm behind him and punched my hips against his ass. He calmed down and groaned. What the fuck was going on?

Did he… want me to fuck him?

All these non-answers were irritating the fuck out of me. I was confused and still turned on. And fucking pissed off at his reaction, the same reaction he had after we kissed.

I yanked him back by his silky hair, twisted him around, and shoved his body against the window.