His lips popped open, and he sucked in a huge lungful of air, like he was fixin’ to ride a goddamn bull. Damn, those calluses felt like heaven on his cock. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m just getting started.” Ichabod’s laugh filled the air, but it wasn’t mean. It was warm and happy, joyous, even as Ichabod bent to help his tug his boots off.
“Oh, good. Let’s get you all naked too, huh? I want to touch all of you.” He helped Ichabod stand before he tugged at the big sweater, knowing it hid wiry muscles and smooth skin.
Ichabod let go of him with one hand at a time so theycould work the sweater off, and it was awkward enough they both had to laugh, but somehow sexual as all get-out, making him pant for breath.
“I love weird, awkward first-time sex.” Ichabod winked at him. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love, ‘gee, I know every inch of your body and I’m going to hit every hot spot you’ve ever had’ sex too. I’m also a bit of a fan of a quickie in the bathroom, quickies in the barn, and long, long nights where we both wake up and feel like we’re hungover sex too.”
“Damn, baby.” He took a kiss to hush Ichabod up or this would be over before it even started. He walked Ichabod to the bed, pushing him down on it so he could spread the man out. “I like whatever you give me. You do it for me.”
Ichabod was hot. And when he got those loose jeans open, Jesus Christ.
The man’s prick was long, the curls crowning it as black as pitch. Best of all, it was tipped at the end with a tiny gold ring.
He blinked up, eyes wide. “What’s this?”
“Surprise!” Ichabod grinned at him, shrugged. “I got it on a dare when I was a teenager. It’s totally healed, obviously. I liked it, so I kept it.”
“Damn.” He ran his thumb over it, testing how sensitive Ichabod was.
“Uhn.” Ichabod arched up, hips popping, and he grinned. Oh, hell, this was gonna be some real fun.
He reached next to tug on those dark curls. “I was expecting these to be silver too.”
“I know, weird, right? I started going gray at sixteen. I kinda love it. I think it’s hot.”
Ellis loved how confident in some things Ichabod was, how direct. It was charming. He had to wonder what that ring would taste like on his tongue. Would it be metallic?
Maybe he ought to work his way down there and find out.So, he kissed and licked and nibbled from neck to collarbone, to one tiny, flat nipple.
It drew up tight, like it was begging him to stay and play, but he had a goal. He kept heading south, nuzzling that hot little belly, heading towards that sweet prick that was hard and ready for him, lying on those abs.
The ring was tangy on his tongue, but he only noticed that for a heartbeat because the flavor of Ichabod flooded him as he dragged his tongue over the slit.
Fuck, that was stunning. He licked again before sucking Ichabod’s cock deep into his mouth, swallowing to get more inside. He figured he was pretty good at this. Well, at least no one had ever complained.
“Oh fuck. Fuck, man. I. Whoa.” Ichabod’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he sucked in a hard breath. “I can’t. Don’t stop!”
There’s no way he was going to stop. Not a single chance in hell. This was the most fun he’d had in years.
He would suck the man dry, given the chance. And then try to bring him up again. He wanted every damn thing.
“Mmm.” He hummed around Ichabod’s flesh, giving him more sensation.
Ichabod’s fingers tangled in his hair, not holding him down, but just touching him, making a circle of connection.
Oh, a circle.
He glanced up. “What’s your position on sixty-nines?”
Ichabod’s smile was almost a grimace. “My position is get your ass up here and let me have you.”
Who was this man, and where had this sexual being been hiding?
Ellis grinned wildly, turning his hips to give Ichabod access to his cock. He loved this almost as much as he loved a good, hard fuck. He sucked Ichabod back in, and his body went haywire when Ichabod took him in that hot, wet mouth.
It may have been a while since Ichabod had given head, but he knew what he was doing. That tongue was like magic, slapping his shaft, tracing the veins. He sucked Ellis as if he was a popsicle, open lips all the way down to the root, and then he clenched on, fastened tight, and sucked, pulling all the way up until he got to the tip.
