His thighs shook when Grady abandoned the teasing to slide his mouth over the head and down the shaft. He kept going, all the way until Colin nudged the back of his throat, then grasped him lightly at the base as he added pressure to the suction. His tongue never stopped moving. It swept around the girth, behind the tip, up the vein running on the underside. It added heat where Colin already felt scorched. Grady taunted and teased, all the while keeping as much of the length inside his mouth as he could fit without swallowing. And just when Colin was ready to grab the back of his head and make him start moving, Grady glided up again, excruciatingly slow, deliciously intoxicating.
“You’re doing this on purpose.” Colin gasped, not even sure himself what he meant by this. Driving him insane,
