Just a Bit Twisted by Alessandra Hazard Read Free Book Online

of Shawn’s mouth, all the while looking him in the eye. It made Shawn blush—he was sucking on his professor’s thumb, for fuck’s sake—but god help him, he was loving it, the inside of his mouth tingling. He couldn’t stop sucking. He wanted to keep sucking on it.
    He made a small noise when Rutledge removed his thumb.
    “Definitely oral fixation,” Rutledge murmured before leaning in and replacing his thumb with his tongue.
    Several minutes later, Shawn found himself on the grass, with Rutledge’s heavy body on top of him. He was moaning as he sucked greedily on Rutledge’s tongue, his hands buried in the man’s hair. He couldn’t pretend anymore that he didn’t enjoy this, so he didn’t try to suppress his sighs and moans of pleasure as Rutledge thoroughly fucked his mouth with his tongue.
    “You’re noisy,” Rutledge grunted, nipping along Shawn’s jawline and down his neck.
    Shawn felt too disoriented to answer and only pulled him back to his lips. He wanted more kisses. He needed more kisses.
    Rutledge obliged, kissing him deeply, his hand fumbling between them, doing…something.
    Shawn’s eyes widened when he felt Rutledge wrap his hand around both of their cocks. He tensed. He was hard. He was hard .
    “Forget about labels, goddammit,” Rutledge said and started stroking them fast, kissing Shawn deeper and dirtier.
    Shawn could do nothing but moan. He was too far gone to protest. He wanted to come. Before he could stop himself, he started moving his hips, meeting Rutledge’s strokes, feeling Rutledge’s cock rub against his, and fuck, the mere thought—it was wrong and arousing all at once.
    It didn’t take long. They weren’t even kissing now—more like trying to swallow each other, lips and teeth biting and sucking. Shawn rolled a little and hooked one leg up over Rutledge’s, bracing them together. Fire burned through him in a white-hot glow, and he could feel it gathering in his belly, spreading outward in streaks. He felt Rutledge growl, low and rough, shuddering as he came, sticky wet heat pooling between them. A few more strokes and Shawn was coming too, moaning and clawing at Rutledge’s back.
    He opened his eyes slowly and found Rutledge already on his feet, zipping his pants up.
    Realizing his cock was still out in the open, Shawn quickly tucked himself in and zipped up, his fingers shaking.
    He could hear Rutledge walk back to the car. “One of them is awake.”
    Shawn got to his feet. “Them?” he said, still unable to think about anything besides the fact that he’d just had sex with a man.
    “One of the children,” Rutledge said, getting into the driver’s seat. The way Rutledge said the word “children,” he could as well be talking about aliens. It almost made Shawn smile. Almost.
    Shawn walked to the car and took his seat.
    Bee was still asleep, but Emily wasn’t. She was sucking on her thumb sleepily, looking between Shawn and Rutledge. “You weren’t here when I woke up.”
    Shawn leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I’m sorry, baby. Were you scared?”
    “I’m not a baby,” Emily said. “I’m big. We’re there already?”
    “No,” Shawn said.
    “Then why did the car stop?”
    Shawn cleared his throat. How was he supposed to answer that? “Because Mr. Rutledge and I needed to talk.”
    Rutledge started the engine.
    Emily yawned. “Why couldn’t you talk in the car?”
    “Because—because we didn’t want to wake you up.”
    Emily frowned but seemed to accept the explanation. Her eyes started closing again.
    Breathing out, Shawn turned away from her and looked at the passing scenery.
    “Put on the seatbelt,” Rutledge ordered after a while.
    Shawn put on the seatbelt and muttered, “Control freak.”
    “So are you done freaking out?” Rutledge’s tone was sardonic.
    “I wasn’t freaking out.” Realizing he said it a bit too loud, Shawn lowered his voice. “Why would I? So you gave me a hand-job. Big deal. I haven’t had