Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)

by Ella James

“Don’t worry. I’m about to suck you good and let you come. Close your eyes and give it...

lick all up and down him. Then I suck his head back into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it. He’s so big, I’m not sure how I’ll get more of his dick than just this into my mouth. I stretch my j...

that, I take him as deep as I can, gagging as he whimpers “fuck” and tries to jerk out of my mouth. I’m so surprised, I almost lose hold of him, but my hand grabs him near his base. I tighten my grip and gobble him back down, so when his cock throbs and he gives a low shout, all his hot, thick cum sprays right down my throat. I shut my eyes and find a rhythm with the swallowing, noticing as I do that his entire lower half is quaking. When I’ve drained him dry, I lick around him, kissing him once more along a big, beautiful vein before I lift my head to give him a grin.

“You okay?”

I do just that. Ezra hugs me to him, and I realize he’s still got chills. His nipples are little points.

Good Lord, I’m fucking hard again. I tug my pants up and try to focus on this moment.

“Thank you,” he rasps. “You should be a porn star, dude. That’s like another appendage and fuck, it tasted so good.”

“You’re crazy,” he murmurs. I notice his ears are red. “Crazy ’bout that pipe.”

“I put a finger in your hole, Mills.” I shut my eyes, and his hand strokes my knee. “You embarrassed?” “No,” I answer honestly. “It felt good.”

He reaches his hand into the leg of my shorts and starts jerking me slowly, like he’s just toying around, but I realize as I’m about to come that this was always his goal. Just when I’m so amped up I start to moan, his free hand pulls my shorts and briefs down. He gives me a few more jerks, and I come all over his

chest. He’s grinning like the damn Cheshire Cat as he smears his finger through it and...

silly. “Just another th...

“And now you’re blushing,” he whispers. “Shut up, red ears.”

Then he tugs on his sweatshirt and smears it in the inside pocket, which makes me laugh. “Oh my God.”

“We’ve gotta get dressed,” he murmurs. “What if someone found us?” "If you’re sure you can walk."

When we’re decent, his eyes catch mine and hold them. I can’t read what’s on his flushed face, but I think he looks content.

I let Mills suck my dick. And it felt amazing. His mouth didn’t feel like any memory, and his hands on me were so good. I came like fucking crazy—and he swallowed.

I’ve got his load in me, and there’s some of me in him.

DG’s face is fucking glowing as he turns toward me. I glance around; of course, no one is here. I bring his hand to my mouth, brush my lips over his knuckles. His cheeks go red. I guess I’m smiling big, because he whispers, “What?”

“No one saw.”

“You smell good, Mills.” “You taste good,” he whispers. “We both taste like Bubble Yum.” “That fucking duck,” he smiles. “You like the duck?” I ask him. “Just think it’s funny.”

don’t hug him on the porch, but when we step inside, I can’t stop myself. I kiss him once more, too, dragging my tongue against his, running my fingers into the soft hair at the back of his head. I squeeze his nape, the kind of squeeze that always feels good to me when sports massage people do it. “Get dinner with me,”

“Let’s get pizza and then watch a movie,” I say.

“What do you want to watch?” he murmurs. “It can be anything,” I tell him.

“Mine is hoping I don’t go to hell for wanting dicks in my ass.”

I’m not prepared for the way his words go straight to my cock. “Oof. Miller one and Masters zero.” I cup myself, shaking my head with a choked laugh, and he puts a hand over his face. “Fuck, I’m sorry. That was too much. I don’t really want—” “Oh no you don’t! You can’t say you want a dick in your ass and then recant. That’s not okay.”

“Pardon me while I expire and check your theory for you.”

“I want both,” he says softly. “Or I should say I don’t know yet. I’ve never tried…you know?”

“Miller. Jeezus, brother. I’m about to wreck this thing and then we’ll both be finding out which way is up.” “Top or bottom, Masters?”

Ezra. Ezzie, Ez, or angel will work, too.”

“Sorry. Angel.” He gives me a small smile. “I don’t know either, Mills. H...

“I heard it’s all bullshit with Cara,” he says, looki...

“Yeah. It was.” “So yo...

“It’s like the verbal version of a slap…to me, at least.” “I won’t say it again.”

“You want me rolling up to that place hard as a rock?” He looks over at my lap. “Fuck, you’re getting me hard now, too.” He laughs. “So you’re gay? You’re telling me you’re gay?” “If you’re not telling anyone…then—”

“You’re a lot on me, Josh Miller.”

He rubs me lightly, sending heat all through my lower body. “I thought you were a gay hater,” he says softly. “That’s the cliché isn’t it? Gotta make sure no one thinks you’re one of them.”

“You scared me.” “I know. I’m ...

“If you’re smart, you’ll let me get you pizza and just avoid me after tomorrow.” He lays his palm over my bulge, sque...

“And if I’...

“You gonna fuck me up? Just start the snowball rolling and let it go where it goe...

“I’ve never been s...

think you’re better than that shit, dude. Coward stuff.”

“Did you just call me a coward?” I grip his chin, wanting to bite him and kiss him; I don’t know which I crave more. “No, I didn’t,”

“You’re not a coward right now. You came out to me, and even though you played a bunch of games, you didn’t let it last. You just told me some shit that made me want to know you better. Like you actually think about things, unlike most people,”

“I’m obsessed with your lips. And ...

“Just because I let you fuck with me doesn’t mean you get to be in charge.”

“I liked what you did. You’re good, and it felt great. And it was worth it, like you said. But now you’re out and I’m out, to each other at least. Now we’re getting pizza and we’re gonna watch a movie and the time for games is over, angel.”

Miller kisses deep but gentle, rubbing on me as he does. My hands are going at him too.

“We can’t come before pizza.”