Chapter 30

“Mark? What are you—” He groaned. I’d dropped to my knees, given the tip of his cock a lick, and then swallowed him down.

We didn’t have a lot of time, so I made quick work of blowing him.

After I swallowed the last of his come, I licked him clean, tucked him away, and rose to my feet.

“Let me take care of you,” he said.

“No, it’s okay.” I zipped his fly and fastened his belt, then gazed into his eyes. They appeared almost green and had a sated look to them. I was damn proud I’d put that look in them. “Delayed gratification. I’ll call you later tonight, and we’ll have phone sex.”

He smiled. “I’ll look forward to it.” Abruptly he stiffened. “Your pants.”

“What about ’em?”

“Did you get your knees wet?”

“No.”

“Don’t tell me. You checked before you hit the floor.”

“Did you doubt it?”