“You sure about this?” I ask. “If you’d like to stop, tell me now.”
He looks wrecked, like he doesn’t even know what I’m asking, and his eyes flutter close. Ellis swallows, and the silence that follows almost makes me think he’s going to say he isn’t.
“Enough with all the rambling and fuck me,” he hisses.
My lip quirks and I tug his sweatpants and underwear down in one swift motion. He arches off the bed to help, but I don’t pull them off completely, just down to his thighs. His cock is hard and flushed, and I can’t stop staring.
“Why am I the only one undressed?” he complains. “Can’t you—”
I shut him up by leaning down, bracing my elbows on either side of his legs, and swallowing his cock to the base. His words cut off in a loud groan as he bucks up, hitting the back of my throat.
I press a hand flat against his stomach, pinning him down, and keep him there as I suck him agonizingly slow. Ellis writhes below me, letting out a mess of words that are a mix of curses and my name. He bends his knees, spreading his thighs wide, and I push them back with my hands as I bob up and down his length.
“Faster,” he cries. “Why are you so slow!?”
He doesn’t get an answer from me. I’m too busy tasting him. After all this time, he still tastes the same. His skin’s still smooth under my fingers. He still makes the same sounds, and his raspy demands echo in my head.
“Damon, please,” he says. His palms are pressed against his eyes and he holds his head back. “You’re killing me. If you’re not going to let me come like this, at least fuck me now.”
Good idea.
“Turn around and get on your knees,” I murmur.
“Who do you think you’re bossing around?”
I fight my smirk down. “Ellis, I know that’s how you like it. Do you think I’ve forgotten?”
Ellis sucks in a breath. I must have said the right thing because he follows my command. Back to me, he sits up to give me a look over his shoulder, and I grip the back of his neck. I push himdown, pressing his face against the mattress, and all the oxygen leaves his lungs
“The hell…?” he bites out. I keep him in place, my grip firm
“Wait here,” I say, voice low.
“Fine. Whatever. Just move it.”
The bed shifts as I stand. He curses under his breath and tilts his head just enough to watch me walk to the corner of the room, rustle through my bag, and retrieve lube and a condom.
Ellis snaps his mouth shut when he sees what I’ve grabbed.
I walk back and stand by the side of the bed, looking down at him. He glares at me, but he doesn’t look intimidating at all like this. Kneeling with his cheek pressed to the bed, he already looks wrecked. I told him I could have him on his knees and begging if I wanted.
“Please,” he mumbles.
Looks like we’re already there.
He watches me with an intense gaze as I throw my clothes off. If he sees the way I fumble with the condom wrapper, he doesn’t say anything about it, thank God. His lips are pressed tight. He’s quiet. Not a word comes out of him as I coat my fingers with lube and then slip them into his tight heat without any preamble.
Ellis lets out a loud groan, his elbows almost giving out.
The sounds he makes as I work him open rattle me. It makes my cock stiff as granite. His arms vibrate from the effort it takes him not to collapse, and the sight of it makes me smile. He presses his face against the mattress, muffling his moans, and arcs his back. He raises his ass to me, offering it to me, and I hold him up by the hip. When I circle my hands under him to wrap my fingers around his dick, Ellis lets out another delicious, muffled moan that urges me to hurry the fuck up.
“I’m ready,” he hisses. “I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.”
Taking pity on him, I scramble to get up on my knees. I grip the base of his dick as I enter him, slowly, and his back stiffens.Ellis lets out a long groan as I drag my cock deep and give a short, experimental thrust. The sound that I let out is as loud as the ones he’s making.
Fuck.
He feels so good that I almost forget how to breathe.
