It’s just too fucking much sometimes.
Too fuckingreal.
“You still have too many clothes on,” I manage to say, but my grip on his hair is so tight he doesn’t really get a chance to work on his own outfit. Instead, his warm hands now tug at my sweats, dragging the waistband below my ass, letting my dick soar free.
He actually fuckingnudgesthe damn thing with an open-mouthed moan, his gaze so heady it almost seems that he’s high.
If my own staggering heart and heated blood is any indication, I’m just as high. I hold my breath as he takes me in, when he lets his lips slide over my dick in a whisper of a kiss, and bite down on my lower lip to keep in all the curses that want to get out.
Never knew it was possible tosmirkat me while simultaneously having a dick smashed against your face, and still being able to look hot doing it. But Jace makes it possible.
“Oh, shit,” I croak as he lets his lips finally slide over the top of my cock, his eyes firmly locked on mine. I swear I’m seeing fucking stars as I gasp for breath.
But then he pops off my dick and crawls back over my big body.
I growl in displeasure. “Why’d you stop? You 're finally getting to the good part.”
He lets out a soft chuckle. “I’m all about consent. Are you sure you want this?” He nudges my nose with his, before droppinga tender kiss on my lips. I automatically open up, grab his delicious hair tighter in the process and devour him with my tongue. I love kissing him. Can never get enough of it.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” I say when I let him go, and fuck yeah, I definitely am, my legs nearly tremble with anticipation. “Please don’t stop.”
He bites my bottom lip, before finding my mouth again. As he kisses me thoroughly, his warm hand finds its way back on my member, encircling it and giving a slow tug. I honest to God growl this time, removing his mouth from mine with a tug on his hair and pushing him down. Gently, of course. Maybe.
He chuckles, his eyes shining as he licks his lips, and travels south once more, sucking and kissing his way across my body. When he reaches my tan line and licks across it, I’m breathing so heavily that I’m afraid I’ll pass out at any second.
Oh God. Jace pushes my pants lower and lets his fingers wander over my upper legs, flirting with the edge of my groin, making my cock give a twitch.
I freaking love this sight, love how flushed he is on his knees in between my legs, and how his breath hitches everytime I make a sound when he touches something new. A soft chuckle escapes my breath when he once more presses his mouth against my cockhead, finally back where he left off.
He looks up at that, smiling against it, and I find myself locked in his stare. Shit is about to get real and we both know it. I still see that same question in his lust-filled eyes. The ‘are you sure?’
I get it, I really do. Especially after what happened to him last spring. I’m not the one that needs the reassurance that what we’re doing is something we both want,he’sthe one needing it.
So to lose some of the tension and give him exactly that, I put my hands behind my head and smirk lazily down at him. “Well?”
“Well, what? Are you enjoying the show?” He lifts his eyebrows, the tip of his tongue darting out to give a teasing lick against my ridge.
I nod cheekily, biting my lip shortly on an inhale. “Maybe I am. I want to see everything that's going down tonight.” I chuckle at my own bad pun. “So can you just suck it already?”
“Wow, look at you being impatient.” He smirks. “Never had a blowjob before?” he asks, focusing back on my dick, which is particularly close to the wet heat of his mouth. I inhale shakily.
“Not by a guy, no. I want to remember this, Jace.”
“Aw shucks. Now I want to kiss you again,” he says, lifting his head, making another attempt to crawl back over me, but when I shake my head no, he lets out another laugh.
“That eager, huh?” he remarks, and I give him a fake-confident wink in answer. That my heart is almost beating out of my chest and my hands are clammy behind my head is not something he needs to know.
Or that I feel like I’m soaring when he finally,finally, engulfs my raging hard-on in one go, holding the shaft steady in his big hand.
It’s wet, it’s hot, and it’s oh so perfect.
My hands find his hair again when he gives a hard suck and slowly drags his mouth up again, flicking his tongue around my rim in the process. Oh shit, yeah, he sure knows what he’s doing. I’m too close to coming already, my cock twitching in his mouth, which he feels according to the groan that leaves his throat.
He looks at me as he gives me a strong suck again, his hand now teasing my balls. His expression is foggy, filled with lust.
“Oh shit,” I mutter, completely mesmerized by my man, but when he once more dips low, taking me deeper this time, bobbing up and down as he works me over, my hips involuntarily follow his movement. I just can’t fucking help it, it’s too much, he’s totally wrecking me as he goes down on me.
Both my hands are tangled in his hair now, keeping his head in place as I thrust my hips up, practically fucking his mouth. And if I have to believe the decadent sounds that come out of his throat, the glazed look in his eyes, he’s totally into it.
