Free Blood Deep (Bound in Blood Book 1) by Karmen Lee

could sink to his knees in front of him. Nimble fingers made quick work of his button and zipper and Patrick couldn’t stop the needy groan that fell from his lips when a hand slipped between the open fabric wrapping around his cock.
    Jacob shaped Patrick’s cock up and out, releasing it from its loose cage of fabric. He lowered his head, but at the last moment seemed to hesitate.
    “Do you want this, Patrick?”
    Patrick looked down at Jacob. He was worried that this would ruin the peace that had fallen between them. He was worried that Jacob would regret ever touching him. But perhaps his biggest worry was that once he had a taste of Jacob, he’d never be able to give the other man up. Regardless of his fears, Patrick’s body seemed to make the decision for him as his hips canted upwards trying to move into Jacob’s enticing warmth.
    “Then I have to ask you for something.”
    “Anything,” Patrick gasped out. One of his hands slid up to tangle in Jacob’s thick dark hair while the other gripped armrest of his chair.
    “Another favor.”
    “You haven’t even cashed in the first,” Patrick groaned out. He squeezed at the dark strands while trying to keep his hips still.
    “I will soon, and when I do, will you let me have it?”
    “Yes,” Patrick hissed. He shuddered at the feeling of damp air being blown over his sensitive head.
    “Anything?”
    “Fuck, yes!”
    Patrick’s eyes fell shut as the wet, warm heat of Jacob’s mouth enveloped his cock. He could hear himself moaning loudly, promising Jacob anything and everything, but he couldn’t stop. He’d thought of having the other man’s mouth on him for weeks and now finally it was being fulfilled.
    He knew right then with startling clarity that he’d do anything to have it again.
    Patrick forced his eyes back open and looked down at Jacob. His mouth went dry at the sight of Jacob’s lips stretched wide around his cock. The other man’s eyes were shut and his cheeks were sunken in with the force he used to suck. The noises he made were needy grunts and groans that sent vibrations down Patrick’s shaft making his thighs twitch with the need to thrust up harder and bury his cock deeper.
    The hand in Jacob’s hair went from gripping to stroking as he breathed out gasps and soft praises.
    “Your fucking mouth, Jacob. Jesus fuck. I’ve thought about this.”
    Jacob groaned tightening his grip on the base of Patrick’s cock. His other hand came up and fondled Patrick’s balls, the skin pulled tight. Jacob looked up into Patrick’s eyes, his own gaze hot and wanton. Patrick couldn’t look away and he could hear himself becoming less articulate with each wet suck on his hard cock until he simply let out moans punctuated by gasps of Jacob’s name. Patrick didn’t want to know how many dicks Jacob had sucked before his own, but he did send up a silent thanks to whoever helped perfect the other man’s skills. Jacob was really good with his mouth, and Patrick could feel his orgasm pushing to get out, his balls pulling up to his body.
    “Jacob,” Patrick choked out in warning. He tugged sharply on Jacob’s hair trying to pull the man away from his cock. In response, Jacob went deeper, gagging slightly as the cock hit the back of his throat. He pulled back and swirled his tongue around the head of Patrick’s cock while he stroked what wasn’t in his mouth.
    It was the dry tip of Jacob’s finger circling the rim of his asshole that pushed Patrick over though. It was as if the other man had read what he had written in his deepest fantasies and brought it to life. With one last jerk, Patrick fell over the edge and headfirst into climax.
    “Jesus.”
    Patrick gasped from where he was sprawled out in the chair. He felt boneless after the force of his orgasm, body heavy and strangely vulnerable in the aftermath. He looked down at Jacob in amazement.
    “You swallowed.”
    Jacob looked up at him from where he was still crouched with a smirk. His hand