Ross lay on the bed, propped on his elbows, looking sinfully delectable. I took my fill. While it wasn’t the first time we’d been naked together, knowing my mouth would be latched on his cock gave me a new appreciation for the combination of lickable muscles, soft skin, and the slight thickness around his waist.
After taking my time appreciating the hair in the middle of his chest, I moved to the mattress, reached over, and stroked up his calves. Warm to touch and covered with a splattering of hair that tickled my palms, his calves were firm. Palms working upwards, they made contact with his thighs.
Ross’s breath hitched, drawing my attention to his face. With his eyes at half mast like this, he looked hot as hell. The slight curve of his lips had me pausing, my own smile forming.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Pink materialised on his cheeks at my words. I’d never called another man beautiful before, but Ross was that and so much more.
My blunt nails scraped upwards, continuing the journey till I paused at the sensitive skin at the apex of his thighs. A groan escaped Ross’s lips. My cock throbbed at the sound, my arse clamping down on nothing but air, desperate and eager for the time Ross would be planted there.
But for now, having him in my mouth, all hot and hard, would be more than enough.
“Any time now will do,” Ross said, his voice gruff. Despite the neediness, he smirked.
I chuckled. “Patience. We’ve waited this long.” And honestly, I had no idea how we’d managed it.
I wanted everything with this man.
All his smiles, his affection, his conversation, and his cum too.
“I’m over patience being a virtue.” He flopped back on the bed, his elbows no longer keeping him up, eyes closing. The disgruntled sigh that escaped him had a fresh laugh escaping me.
“Yeah?” I asked, amused and so damn relieved we were clearly on the same page.
“Make that a hell yes.” He peered at me, the expression in his gaze catching my breath. I swallowed hard and wet my lips, already anticipating his taste and the feel of him.
I shot a cocky half-smile his way and lowered down between his legs, getting comfortable, having no plans to vacate this spot any time soon.
His cock was long, slender even, sending anticipation into my stomach, knowing I wouldn’t have to open so wide I’d end up with jaw ache in a few minutes, but the length alone would have me working hard.
Zeroing in on his length, I took him in my hand. The desire to lick every long inch of it fluttered to life. I squirmed on the bed in anticipation, sighing at the friction against my cock.
“Dan.”
I glanced at him. Need to the point of desperation had my name sounding strangled. The desire to completely destroy this man, my Ross, flooded my system in the best of ways. I’d work him over until he begged me to either stop so he could plough into me or finish him off with my mouth in the sweetest of releases.
Either of those challenges I was up for.
Rather than making him ask again, I ran my tongue over his firm length. I paid careful attention to the softness of his skin that contrasted perfectly with the steel under my tongue. After licking his glans, I paused and dipped my tongue into the slit lightly, tasting the tang of his pre-cum.
Ross’s groan had me wriggling again. That sound he made could all too easily be my undoing. Eager for more of him and those groans, I opened my mouth, took him inside, hollowed my cheeks, and sucked hard.
“Dan…. Holy shit… fuck….”
A quick glance up at him while still bobbing like I was on a goddamn mission to suck his brains out. Our gazes connected. Lust-filled eyes peered at me, ratcheting up my movements.
A garbled groan passed between his parted lips at my efforts.
I gripped the base of his cock, kicking out my pinkie to stroke across his balls as I moved my hand.
Controlling my breathing, I inhaled through my nose before taking him deep, desperately wanting to test out just how long he was. His cock hit the back of my throat.
Shockwaves of heat pulsated out of me. The combination of Ross’s hands now gripping my head, his not-so-gentle thrusts helping me to take him deeper was almost too much.
I was on fire.
“Fuck.” Ross thrust into my mouth with jerky movements. “I need inside you.”
