Parker’s hands moved around me and down my back to my ass. He squeezed it and got a playful look on his face. “What about me fucking you? We could try that, too, right?”
I leaned in and kissed him. It was still crazy to me that I was allowed to kiss Parker Ellis. After all this time, I could simply lean over and kiss him. Or suck his dick. Or offer him my ass.
“You’re breathing fast,” he said, pulling back to put a little space between us. “What just went through your head? Was it the fucking you thing, because we don’t have to do that. I know you’re a t-top.”
Talking about this with him was strange enough, but remembering just how much he might know about my sex life made it even weirder.
“No, it wasn’t that. I think I’m still trying to convince myself I’m actually allowed to touch and kiss you. Part of me keeps waiting for you to shove me away and say you made a mistake or this is all a joke.”
I could see the truth in his eyes. He wanted to be here, and he didn’t want me to feel unsure. But there was a difference between my brain knowing it and my gut knowing it.
His voice was gentle. “If you knew I wouldn’t say no, what would you want to do to me right now?”
I took a breath and told him the truth. “I’d want to hold you down and suck your dick until you begged for release. I’d want to edge you over and over until you cried. I’d want to tell you to lie still while I ate your ass and fingered you until you realized what you’d been missing all these years by not playing with your prostate, and then I’d want to shove my dick so deep inside you your eyes rolled back in your head.”
As I spoke, I felt his cock jump against my inner thigh. One of his hands moved from my ass to the cleft between my cheeks, and an experimental finger ran down the top of it. “You… want all of that? With me?”
His voice was husky and raw in a way I’d never heard before.
“More than you could ever know,” I confessed. “Let me have you, Parks. Just this once.”
He shook his head, and my heart plummeted. But then he spoke. “Not just this once.”
“You don’t know how you’ll feel,” I began, but he cut me off.
“I know exactly how I feel. And this is exactly where I’m supposed to be. So, yes. All of that. I want to try all of that with you.” His eyes had turned a little glassy again, and I decided to trust the signs. He wanted me. He was turned on by the thought of being with me.
And that was enough.
For now.
I moved slowly down his body, dropping openmouthed kisses along the way and memorizing the patterns of the freckles I’d always wanted to worship. “Don’t move,” I warned before running my chin down his hard cock.
He threw his head back on the pillow and groaned. “You haven’t even started yet and I’m afraid I’m going to come all over your face.”
I waited until he looked back down at me. “Then come all over my face,” I said and opened my mouth to begin.
13
PARKER
Didn’t he know that wasn’t helpful? Even mentioning me coming all over him was enough to make it happen. I forced myself to think of the time I accidentally learned how raspberry flavoring used to be made. Thankfully, that was gross enough to pull me back from the edge.
But as soon as Julian put his hot tongue on my dick, I almost passed out.
I’d had some killer blow jobs over the years, but nothing was hotter than seeing the familiar messy dark waves of my best friend bobbing up and down on my dick. It was forbidden and unexpected, which only served to make it a thousand times sexier.
The man had cherry-red lips. I’d noticed them many, many times over the years, and I’d even wondered what they’d look like stretched around one of his boyfriends’ dicks. But seeing them stretched around mine? I didn’t even have words to describe it.
I stared at him, too afraid to blink. If I died from raisin eyeballs, it would be worth it. “You’re so good at that,” I gasped. “So fucking sexy, Jules. Fuck. Christ. Just like that. Oh my fucking god.”
I threw my head back again and arched up into his wet heat. This was heaven. Maybe I was dead. If so, I was totally fine with it. Give me more of this death stuff because it was amazing.
My toes curled, and I felt my balls draw up. The release was going to choke him, but I didn’t have the ability to give a shit. I clutched his hair with one hand and the bedding with the other. “Jules,” I warned.