Page 52 of Rogue


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Shiloh had never felt like this before, like he was one raw nerve. Each minute movement of Levi’s hand pushed him closer to the edge. He bit his lip as Levi swiped his thumb over the head, using his own wetness to ease the slide of his palm. Shiloh’s hips were restless, pleasure pooling in his belly.

Levi clearly enjoyed tormenting Shiloh, his hand stroking down to the base of his aching erection, then slowly back up again, tightening and twisting at the head before digging his nail into his slit. Shiloh’s palms spasmed against Levi’s thighs on every upstroke. He was trying so hard to be good but was so desperate to come he thought he might actually die from the pressure building inside him.

“You’re doing so good,” Levi breathed against his ear. “So fucking good. So wet. So hard for me. Just aching to come, huh, Dimples?”

Shiloh gave a little jerk of his head. “Please.”

Levi gave him a hard squeeze, then said, “Okay, baby. No more teasing. Pinch my thigh when you’re close.”

That was the only warning he had before Levi began to stroke him with purpose—not fast enough to draw attention, but enough to send Shiloh hurtling towards a very public orgasm. Levi’s free arm came around his waist, holding him against him. “Wish I could see you right now. If we were alone, I’d make you fuck my fist while I fuck your tight little hole. I know you’ll look so pretty taking it. Fuck, I bet your cock looks so pretty right now, all flushed and leaking for me.”

It was too much. It was all too much. Goosebumps erupted along his skin. Even with Levi’s other arm keeping him in place, he couldn’t stop squirming, couldn’t stop chasing his ownrelease, so close he could taste it. He pinched Levi’s thigh hard enough to hear him hiss in pain.

He didn’t stop stroking Shiloh but reached for the tissue box Jericho had given Shiloh earlier, grabbing a few before dipping his hand back below the blanket.

“Come on, baby,” Levi whispered. “Come for me.”

That was all it took. The near euphoric sensation of his release drowned out everything around him, everything but Levi stroking him through his orgasm. Tissues brushed against him, catching the evidence of their encounter before disappearing.

Levi continued to stroke him until Shiloh batted his hand away. After a moment, Levi tucked him away again, fastening his jeans.

Shiloh just laid there, trying to come down from the high. When he finally came back to himself, he realized Levi was still painfully hard behind him. “What about you?”

Levi kissed his temple. “I’m good. I’ll take care of it when we get to the apartment.”

Shiloh’s heart squeezed. Even now, after jerking him off, Levi wasn’t putting any pressure on Shiloh to return the favor. Despite all the filth he’d whispered to him, despite how hard he was, he was still giving Shiloh an out if he wanted one.

But he didn’t want one. At all.

“Can… Can I take care of it for you?” he asked shyly. “When we get back to your place?”

Levi nuzzled his nose against Shiloh’s cheek. “Do you want to?”

Shiloh nodded. “I want to. I want to do all of it,” Shiloh admitted, blushing. ”All the stuff you said a few minutes ago.”

Levi groaned, shifting behind him. “Yeah? You gonna let me fuck you, Dimples?”

“Please,” he whispered.

“The things I want to do to you…” Levi said.

“Like what?”

“Things that would probably scare you,” Levi admitted.

Shiloh didn’t feel scared. “Nothing frightens me when I’m with you.”

“You’re killing me,” Levi said around another pained groan.

Shiloh meant it. Levi wouldn’t hurt him, not like Micah, not like the others he’d been with. Levi wouldn’t do anything to Shiloh that he didn’t want, but Shiloh also wouldn’t refuse him anything. He didn’t know what he liked or what he didn’t. He’d never really had a chance to explore any of that. He wanted to explore it with Levi. All of it. Anything.

“Can we go home now?”

Levi’s laugh made Shiloh flush. “Sure. Let’s go home.”

The moment they stepped into Levi’s bedroom, he found his back against the closed bedroom door, Levi’s tongue in his mouth and his thigh pressed between Shiloh’s. Levi’s hands gripped his ass, tugging him down against his thigh, letting him grind on him. The shock of bliss had Shiloh moaning, rutting against his leg, already hard again.

Levi mapped every inch of Shiloh’s mouth, running his tongue along the roof, the backs of his teeth, fucking his tongue against his deliciously.