“Yeah,” Romeo agreed, “But we’re not going to.In fact, I think we’re going to take things rather quickly.”
Chad smiled.“I’m okay with that.”
“Good.”
Chapter Sixteen
Romeo ground himselfagainst Chad, growling at the layers between them and needing them gone.He reached for the top of his own jeans first, trying to pick the button open, but pain flared in his palm, and he stopped.
“Let me.”Chad murmured.
Romeo nodded, and Chad fumbled his way through undoing Romeo’s jeans.He ducked his head, concentrating on the task at hand while Romeo pressed kisses at his temple and nipped his ear.
The pressure eased as his jeans slipped down a few inches, and he let go of a blissed sigh.Chad glanced up, asking for permission.Romeo kissed his cheek, granting it, and a second later Romeo’s boxers had joined his jeans high on his thighs and his cock was out, straining and hard.
“Fuck.”Chad whispered.He looked up again, licking his lips.Romeo caught Chad’s wrist before he could close his hand around Romeo’s cock and begin jerking him.It wouldn’t have taken much, not with Romeo as worked up as he was.
He led Chad’s hand to his own jeans, and he got the hint, unbuttoning and yanking them down along with his boxers.
He was hard and beautiful, and Romeo ignored the warning twinge in his hand as he gripped him.A gentle slide of his fingers down Chad’s cock made it drool and coat him in sticky pre-cum.
“I’m so fucking close already,” Chad murmured.
He watched with blown pupils as Romeo brought his fingers to his mouth, smearing Chad over his bottom lip, he pushed them onto his waiting tongue.
He tasted the same as he always had, the perfect bitter tang that tingled Romeo’s tastebuds and ached his jaw.
Chad whimpered, and Romeo opened his eyes, not realizing he’d shut them.He wanted to take Chad in his right hand and jerk him off until he was coming against him, but a flex of his hand put a wince on his face.
“Can I?”Chad murmured, hovering his hand above their crotches.Their cocks weren’t touching, Romeo had unconsciously shifted his hips away, teasing them both with the distance.
“Not yet.”Romeo glanced over his shoulder, then looked back at Chad.“Take your t-shirt off.I want to see you.”
Chad swallowed, then did as Romeo asked, peeling it up his body and over his head.He folded his arms awkwardly in front of his chest once he’d dropped it until Romeo pushed them away.
“And your jeans.Take them off.I want everything off.”
