Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)

by Ella James

"Are you okay?" I wipe my eyes. "Only if you've got one of your gay boy boners for me."

you've got one. Sit back on your knees and let me see it."

"Miller, Miller." My other hand is roving down the front of him. His chest is bare and warm and ridged with heavy muscle. I want to kiss his throat, reach lower till my hand is petting that dark line of hair that leads into his boxer briefs. I can't kiss him, so I reach down and find the waistline of his briefs.

"I didn't know you gays were like this,”

“Boners all the time, for everything. If I reach lower, will I feel you poking through these briefs? ...

"Stop...

"Seems like you're always hard when you're around me. What do you do in physics?" "I'm not,"

"Is it just at nighttime?" I rasp. "You get hard and it won't go down?"

"It's because I'm waking up,” he manages. “Because of you." "How do you get back to sleep? Do you have to come first?"

"Yours are pretty full, DG. You've got a nice, big dick for some dick sucker to suck in his mouth."

"Stop saying shit like that.” "So I can feel you up and you’re all good...as long as I don't say dick sucker?"

I grab him again, giving him a slow stroke through the cotton of his briefs. "I've never seen another guy come. I want to see you jizz your pants ag...

"is so obvious. With girls, they just get puffed up and a little wet. And they start humping on you. Sometimes that's the only way you ca...

I find Miller’s nipple, give it a pinch. Then I lean down to bite it, and he mo...

"I bet your freckles are going red and those big, cum-swollen balls are aching. I bet what you really want is someone sucking on your dickhead. Is it Arnie you want?"

"If you want me to stop, you have to say so. Turns out, I like fucking with you." I squeeze that thicc ass, expecting him to move away, but he just starts to breathe harder. "Why are you doing this?"

"I told you—I like to see you squirm. I want to push something into your hole and see if it hurts or it feels good. I want to suck on your balls till you go crazy and come without even meaning to.”

“If I had a finger in your hole, I bet you would still come. All the gay boys like their holes stretched by a big dick. Unless y...

"How full are those briefs now?"

"Roll over on your back for me, and I'll touch it for you. I bet you're a virgin, aren't you?"

move between his muscular legs, spreading them open for me. I look up at his face as I gather his long, hard cock and his big balls in both of my hands.

"Hell no. I'm with Cara, and I love to eat her pussy. This with you is just a game. You're such a good boy, Miller. If anything,"

"I want to fuck you up. I want to see you twist around and hear you grunt like an animal. I want to make you come so I can rub my finger in it, and I’ll push my ...

"There are things that I could give you. That would make you more sensitive, or make you hold your load for longer. I could get you high and put my fingers in you. Just to see how dirty you are. But first I'm gonna suck you off. Not because I like you. It's because you keep on coming in here, seeing me cry. I want to hear you moan and feel you shake. I want to squeeze your balls until you almost can't come"

"but I'll make you. “If you're gonna come in every night and see me crying like a little pussy, I can turn you into nothing but a pussy for me. I'll make your hole drip with your cum. You can run around with all the guys at soccer, but at night you're nothing but a hot, tight hole that wants to be stuffed full of my dick. Isn't that right?"

I bend down and lick behind...

Miller bucks off the bed. I run my tongue over his hole, and he groans, drawing his knees up. I lick my way up his fat sac and trace th...

I'm so fucking hard inside my boxers—as hard as he is—and my tongue aches from the ...

to that little soft spot on the underside of his cockhead, and when I lick it, he moans so loud, and his knees squeeze arou...

Then I wrap my hand around his shaft and brush my lips over the tip of his head. Jesus, he’s slick—and I’m gonna come if I don’t watch out. I lap the precum off him, squeezing his balls a little too hard to keep him from noticing that I’m losing my shit. When he writhes, I seal my mouth around the tip of him and suck the smooth, hot, thick head into my mouth. “OH GOD…” That’s right, Mills. I've never sucked a dick before. It tastes like sweat and musk and just a little bit like cum smells. His is lon...

roll my tongue around the head of him, and his whole body flinches. Cum jets into my mouth as his muscles quake and constrict. I don't know if I can swallow, so I let it drip into my hand, and when he’s panting—he’s gone nearly limp—I paint his hole and up and down his crack with the stuff. I rub the spunk into his pubes and then up toward his navel. "That was messy."

"Wake up, Miller." I lean up and nip his earlobe, grab onto his shoulders the way he does mine.

"Don't feel weird about it."

grin. "It looks like I'm pretty good at blow jobs."

"This was gay as fuck. I hope you’re happy. Go wash all this jizz off you."

This is fucked up—I’ll admit it. Is it wrong how much I love it?

He’s started sleeping in a pair of loose, faded jeans, so I can’t fully see his erection. Maybe he believes I think there’s not one. But there is. I have eyes, and he’s got a bulge the whole time he messes with me.

When I come, he’s got a hand around my balls, a hand around my shaft, and usually his mouth is sucking on my head. The sucking’s perfect. He says mean shit between blowing me. Stuff that sort of bothers me, like, “That’s right, homo. Give me what you’ve got,” or “this dick creams just like a pussy.”

“What a perfect doll. A perfect dick and perfect balls.” He licks down my happy trail. “I like how you get those chills. Such a virgin.”

His mouth wrapped around my dick is heaven. His hand works me just the way I like, a little firm but not too tight, and lots of long, smooth, rhythmic strokes, with fingers teasing my balls and his tongue lapping my cockhead. I come fast and hard,

When my palm brushes his bulge—tight and hard behind his jeans—everything happens fast. I have the thought: Thank God he's hard too. Followed by: I touched him!

"I like to fuck with you.” He gives me a pretty sneer—the Ezra sneer I’ve come to know so well. “You’re just a toy." "So you're...gay for me?"

"I'm nothing for you. No…that's not true." He looks more confident. "I'm…amused by you. It’s entertainment."

"Don't be a coward, angel face. If you're not gay you're bi, and if you're not bi then you're a coward and a bigot. Because you’re a liar."

"You got what you came for. No one said I wanted you to stick around."

"I come to your room to wake you up from nightmares, dickface."

"Why not let your mom or my dad do it?" "Because the...

"Tonight, they're not even here."

"You know what will happen once you come in here. Don't pretend you don't want it."

him. "Ezra—" "Fucking go already. I don't want you in here, faggot."