“I was once spit-roasted by random guys I met on an app. I think I can handle just about anything.” Pure shock crosses his face. “You … I’m sorry. What?” My lips pull at a smile. Then I sink to my knees. “I want to suck your cock.” “Parker …” Connor groans. “Stop this.” “Stop what?” “Stop confusing all my opinions of you. It’s too …” “Confusing?” I smirk. “Hot.”
