Chapter 20

A hand seized his shoulder and he was roughly flipped onto his back. Against his own volition, Eli gasped, and his chin was promptly seized in a hard hand. Knees dropped painfully onto his shoulders, and something ripped audibly in the quiet room.

“What did I fucking say?”

“Keep quiet,” Eli croaked, then realised his mistake.

“Shame,” Rob murmured, almost softly. Definitely mocking. “And I was looking forward to having those lips around my fucking cock. Guess not.”

Eli swallowed. He wanted it, too, to get to taste Rob, to feel the exact shifts of Rob’s thrusts, to have those heavy hands in his hair, to hover on that edge between taking too much and not giving enough—

“I’ll be quiet,” he breathed. “I promise. Just let me—let me suck you.”

“You want my dick in your mouth?”

“Yes.”

“You want to suck me off and drink it?”