But that was fine. Because I wasdonetalking.
“Do I make you want?” Iasked.
“What?”
I shifted down and pushed his knees apart with my own so I could lay between his thighs. I held his gaze and licked one hard brownnipple.
“Do I made youhard?”
“Daniel,” he whispered. I felt his hands fluttering over my shoulders, like he wanted to stop me and alsovery much didn’t want to stop me,which was good since I had no plan tostop.
I kissed a path down his chest, over the flat plane of his abs, nuzzling my nose into the fine trail of hair that began right above his waistband, then sat back further so I could undo thebutton.
“What are you doing?” His voice soundeddrugged.
“Julian, once again, if it’s not clear what I’mdoing…”
“No! I meant… We haven’t donethat.”
“You meanIhaven’t done this.” I pulled down his jeans and underwear, and after a brief fumble with his boots I managed to get him completely, gloriously naked. “But I’m a prodigy, remember? And I think I understand the generalidea.”
“Are yousure?”
“Julian, I’mpositive.”
I’d never experienced a blowjob from this side of the equation, but I was ready to. I was fuckingeagerto.
The first time we’d done more than kiss felt like a lifetime ago. Julian’s body laid out before me was familiar now, but no less exciting. The hardness of his chest, the width of his shoulders, the hair on his thighs, and—fuck, yes—the hardness of his cock made my mouth water. I’d wanted to do this for a while now, but Julian had never suggested it and I’d never pushed the issue. It had seemed a bit too revealing, a bit tooreal.
Now I resumed my position at his waist, dipping my tongue into his navel, soaking up his cries, memorizing the way he bit his lip, and loving every minute of therealness.
I moved lower, kissing a zig-zag path over his hip, holding his gaze the entire time. I licked at the juncture of his hip and thigh, and he shifted his legs open further, like he wanted to make sure I wasn’t missing the rock-hard cock begging for my attention. I grinnedsmugly.
“I’m getting there,” Ipromised.
“There’s a certain etiquette to these things,” he informed me breathlessly, jutting his hips into the air. “Teasing is veryrude.”
“Is it?” I licked up his other thigh, loving the rasp of hair against mycheek.
“Very,” he insisted. “As in, there will bepayback.”
“Interesting.” I nuzzled his balls with my nose and the scent of him was heady. “I was thinking maybe you could give me some animal facts. You know, asinspiration?”
Without giving him a chance to respond—because I really don’t think he could have—I licked a long, wet stripe up across hisskin.
“Oh my fucking God.” Julian threw a hand over his eyes. “Daniel,please.”
But I had no mercy, mostly because I was really, really invested in what I wasdoing.
I sucked one ball and then the other into my mouth, mapping the texture with my tongue. It was salty and strange, but the effect on Julian wasincendiary.His legs flexed out straight like he’d been electrocuted, his back bowed, and he let out a string of nearly incoherent pleading that sounded likeOh fuck oh fuck oh fuck please pleaseplease.
Jesus.
My own cock was hard enough to slice through my jeans and into the sofa, but I didn’t care. Watching Julian like this was… fucking incredible. He was so responsive, so completely given over to what I was givinghim.
I eased back and touched the hard length of him, which was bobbing against his stomach, begging forattention.
His hand came away from his face and his eyes met mine, fever-bright.
