Equation for Love Sutherland, Fae (learn to read activity book TXT) 📖

let it slide, but now he knew to keep an eye out for clues...and to try and lure those latent desires-whatever theywere--out.

"All right. Lesson number eight, then--blowjobs. Your first, I'massuming?"

Skye nodded, his breath hitching. "Yes. Are you goingto..."

Liam answered with a grin and by lowering his head, tongue sweeping along the hard shaft of Skye's cock. He managed to slap a hand on the other man's stomach when he bucked, just in time to save himself a bloodynose.

"Ohmygosh, I'msorry, I didn't meanto..."

Liam shook his head, forearm across Skye's abdomen to hold himin place. "Shush. No apologizing. It felt good, which is kind of the point." Before Skye could start in with another round of apologies and maybe work himself up so much they couldn't continue, Liam closed his mouth over Skye's cock and sank downover him.

"Oh, fuck..."

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Skye had never anticipated what it would feel like. How did you even imagine something like a blowjob? The heat and the wetness, the suction--he was coming out of his skin and Liam had just started. He could barely keep a thought in his head, let alone make notes for future reference.

Skye shuddered, trying to lift his hips, but Liam's strong arm held him in place. It was a wicked feeling, the faint sense of helplessness. Even though he knew logically he could stop this at any time, his insides kept wobblingat the ease withwhichLiamheld himdown.

It was strong enough that Skye gasped in a breath, reaching down to clutch at Liam's arm. "Liam...Liam. Wait..."

The other man lifted his head, brows furrowed. "Are youokay?"

Skye nodded, cheeks heating. Oh God, how did he ask this? He didn't even know how to phrase what he was feeling. "I'm fine, I...I'm feeling, um...I don't know how to explainit."

Liam grinned up at him. "It's supposed to feel that way, Skye. Just let me know whenyou're gonna come."

Skye blushed even harder, shaking his head as he pushed up onto his elbow. "No, no...not that. I mean, yes that, but not just that."

Liamlifted his brows. "I...don't understand."

Neither did Skye. "When you...held me down just now. It made me...I don't know. I jumped inside. In a good way. A very good way."

Liam's brows lifted even higher, but the confusion was gone from his hazel eyes, replaced with curiosity and a good dashofheat. "I see."

Skye huffed a sigh. "Well, I don't. What is it? Why would I feel such a visceral response to something as non-sexualas your armholdingmyhips down?"

Liambent and nuzzled Skye's cock, as if regretfully saying goodbye, and then slid up over Skye, arms braced oneither side ofhim. "Tellme what youfelt."

Skye's breath quickened as Liam urged his thighs apart and settled between them. He knew Liam had said no one was getting fucked tonight, but it was very hard to think clearly and remember that when the sexiest man he'd ever met was naked and between his thighs, cock nudgingup against his ownbare cock.

"Um...I don't know. It was so quick..."

Before he could blink, Liam caught his wrists and dragged them above his head, pinning them to the mattress. Skye's cock throbbed hard and he let out a moan. Oh my God.

"Now tellme what youfeel."

Skye panted, teeth catching his lip. "Feverish. I want to pull free, but don't at the same time. Partly just to feel you stop me, to know I could pull and pull and you probably could still hold me down." Oh God, this was incredibly erotic. Why? His brain scrambled to make some kind ofsense ofit. "I don't understand this." This was not part ofthe plan.

Liam's expression changed, something new and almost...almost dark in his eyes. But not in a frightening way. Instead, it made Skye shiver inside evenmore.

"Do you remember when I said you should have told the service if you'd wanted something kinky or fetish?"

Skye nodded. He hadn't been very clear on what Liamhad meant.

Liam smiled, slow and wicked, stealing Skye's breath. "You'd have gotten me anyway, but a different me. You want to know why you're halfway to orgasm just fromme pinningyouto the bed?"

"Yes?" He wasn't sure he did, actually, but he got the feelinghe was swiftlylosinga sayinthe matter.

"Because you, professor, don't want to be in controlat all. Youwant to give your control away."

Skye blinked, mouth opening, then closing, and frowned up at him. "Absurd."

Liam laughed, the sound low and rippling down his spine. "No, it's not."

Before Skye could protest, the other man bent and took his lips in a kiss, but this kiss wasn't like anything of the others so far. This one was demanding, commanding, overpowering. And all the while, Liam's strong hands manacled his wrists, and Skye didn't even tryto pullaway. It felt too good.

He moaned, arching against Liam, one leg coming up against the other man's sleek, naked hip, which earned Skye a growl that sent his stomach flipping. Oh my. When the kiss broke a minute later, both were panting, and Skye knew he had to look like a deer caught inthe headlights.

"I don't understand."

Liam drew a deep, steadying breath, then released Skye's wrists. "Do youknow what a submissive is?"

Skye shook his head, then rolled his eyes a little. "I mean, yes, I know what the word means, but I don't think the textbook definitionis what youmean."

"Not quite," Liam said with a smile. He ran one hand down Skye's side, then back up to feather his fingertips over the inside of Skye's wrist, which Skye hadn't moved since Liam had released them both. "A submissive in this context is someone who enjoys someone else taking control, sometimes sexually, sometimes not, sometimes both."