Page 165 of Pulse Zero
Actually, no. The universe knows exactly what it’s doing because at least I’m the one who gets to look at it.
“Cason?”
Apparently, I was looking a little too long.
I finally tear my eyes away from his ass to see Reese peering at me over his shoulder. I open my mouth, and nothing comes out. He grins when I clear my throat.
“Rest your head on your arms.”
He crosses his arms and lays his cheek on top of them.
“Knees up and under you a little. I want your ass in the fucking air.”
His breath hitches, and I can sense some hesitation starting to surface. Even so, he does it.
He’s actually letting me be a bossy brat, and, yeah, I’m kind of fucking here for it. It’s still not my preferred role in our dynamic, but I think it’s doing what it was meant to. Also, knowing Reese would only ever be like this for me and that he trusts me enough for it…
Before I can get too sentimental about it, I grab his ass in both my hands, kneading his cheeks.
“If there’s a golden ratio for asses, yours is it.”
Reese laughs, and that seems to help him relax.
I lean over his back so I can get my mouth close to his ear and whisper, “Remember when I offered to eat your ass all those years ago?”
A shiver runs through him. “How could I forget?”
“It was a real offer,” I tell him, still massaging one of his cheeks. “I never got to prove to you just how much I love to eat ass.”
His eyelashes flutter as he mutters, “So prove it now.”
I sure as fuck will.
Settling back into place, I scoot lower, practically salivating at the sight of his ass again. Just because I prefer to bottom doesn’t mean I don’t love ass. Looking at it, spanking it, biting it, eating it. I want to do it all, but…priorities.
Parting his cheeks, my brain stutters when I get my first view of his hole. I never, not in my entire fucking life, have wanted to be inside of something as badly as I do right now.
But I also really want totaste.
So I do, swiping my tongue from his balls all the way up his crease.
Reese’s hips jerk. “Oh fuck!”
As much as I’d love to take a moment to bask in that reaction, there’s nothing that could slow me down now.
I dive back in with my tongue, swirling it around his rim, getting him all messy, wanting to hit as many nerves as I can. His hips keep making little jerky movements like he’s trying to stop himself from shoving his ass back on my face.
Fucking smother me.
Grabbing his sides, I force him to do exactly that, hauling him back until my face is buried between his cheeks. I go at him like a fucking animal, licking, sucking, biting.Feasting.
When I feel a subtle shift in the room, I come up for air and peer around, blinking against the darkening room. Reese’s shadows are visibly restless, writhing along the walls, as though they can feel everything I’m doing to him.
I bite my lip when an idea comes to me. “Reese?”
Still breathing heavily, he peers back at me again. He must follow my line of sight because he says, “They’ll do whatever you want them to. Just tell them what that is.”
“I want them to fuck me while I eat your ass.”
