Genevieve looked at him hesitantly, biting her lip.
“Do you want me to leave?” Maybe she wanted time with Caleb and was worried about telling him.
She looked startled. “No, do you want to leave?”
“No.” He wanted to come. It was damn frustrating being so horny all the time. He squeezed the base of his dick.
“Do you both want me to leave?” Aleki asked.
Wolfe looked up at him and shook his head. Didn’t worry him if Aleki was in here. Vivi’s face softened as she stared up at the big man. “No. Stay. Please.”
Pleasure filled Aleki’s face.
Vivi climbed off the bed and walked over to Wolfe.
Gorgeous. Sexy. Seductive.
Slim-built, too slim at the moment but they’d change that, delicate. She made him want to be better. For her. To take care of her. She lightly rested her good hand on his thigh and paused as though waiting for him to protest. But he wanted to see what she was up to.
She knelt on the floor between his feet, staring at his cock. “Can I . . . umm. . .”
What was she hesitating over? He pondered that for a moment. Then watched as she licked her lips.
Did she want to give him a blow job? He’d heard they were pretty good. Mind you, he guessed that depended on the person giving them. But with her, it didn’t seem to matter much. She was the only one for him. His fucking soulmate when he didn’t even believe in that shit.
It was confounding. Confusing.
“Never mind,” she said, shuffling back like she was going to stand.
“Put it in your mouth,” he demanded.
“Smooth,” Aleki muttered.
Wolfe glared up at the other man and he mimed zipping his mouth.
Her eyes widened and she gaped up at him. “W-what?”
“That’s what you were trying to ask, right? Whether I wanted you to suck my cock?”
“Umm, yes. You want that?” she asked.
“Yes. I do. Just use your mouth, though. Nothing else. Unless you need to steady yourself by leaning on me.”
“Okay.” She licked her lips. “I haven’t done this in a long time.”
“I haven’t ever had this done to me.”
She suddenly grinned. “So no pressure, huh?”
“Well, I suppose I won’t know if you’re crap at it since I’ll have nothing to measure you against.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Wolfe!”
What? That was just the truth. He gave her a confused look, but then she leaned in and took his length deep.
Oh. Holy. Shit.
That was a thousand times better than jacking off with his hand. Even when he’d masturbated while she watched it hadn’t felt this good. Her mouth was warm. Wet. And that thing she did with her tongue . . . his eyes practically rolled back in his head.