“I want to suck on every inch of you.” He traced his fingers over the muscles of my chest to my nipple, flicking the tan nub until it pebbled under his attention. Electricity shot straight to my cock and it jumped with the stimulation like my tit was directly connected to it. “But I want to suck these.” He did the same to the other one and pleasure exploded inside me, making my cock swell and rise from its place under the towel.
“This is different,” I said, with a gust of breath, and he grinned at me, that newfound confidence sparkling in his gaze.
“Blame Rowen.” He made a show of licking his bottom lip as he stared down at my chest. In one graceful move, he situated himself on my lap so my cloth-covered cock was pressed against his arse and lower back. Then he attached his mouth to my right nipple. There was nothing gentle about the way he sucked on my nub, and he was a hungry man who bit and slurped on my tit like it was his last hope for food. His groans reverberated around the quiet room, and he pressed himself down on me, grinding his wood against my stomach.
The sensations slithered their way from my chest to my cock and balls, and I was pulsing and hard so quickly I thought I’d lose consciousness from blood rushing south. My nads sat heavily between my legs, and a tingle started at the head of my cock, right under the foreskin. I’d never felt anything quite like it, but whatever he was doing to my nipple had a ripple effect through my body. I wanted more of it.
He switched to the other nub, catching the peaked skin between his teeth and tugging it roughly, and my entire body throbbed with desire. My head spun and my hips jerked upward in an attempt to seek friction for my cock. The fabric of the towel wasn’t helping in the slightest.
“Shite, bug. Feck that feels bloody nice.” I threw my head against the back of the couch and moaned when he went at my nipple harder. He ground himself against me with a whimper and reached around behind himself to slide his hand under the towel, grabbing hold of me. He stroked his fingers along my length, and between his attention on my nipples and his hold on my cock, I was already close to the edge, faster than I’d ever been. That fucking scared me more than it should’ve.
I shoved him off me, and he gasped when he fell to the carpet as I rose, towering over him. I dropped the towel and stood naked in front of him. “Is this what ye want?” Curling my hand around the base of my erection, I stroked up my shaft. “To be fucked hard? Because I won’t take ye to restaurants or wherever the hell else ye think is romantic. I won’t buy ye gifts unless it’s a sex toy. I won’t remember anniversaries, and the only thing that matters to me is how soon I can get off.”
He stared up at me with wide eyes for a moment before his mouth curved into a smile. “Okay.”
I smirked and grabbed his upper arm, dragging him to his feet. I threw him on the couch, and he grunted as his chest landed against the back. He placed one knee on the orange leather while he kept his other foot on the floor, the perfect position for me to fuck him. But I wasn’t doing that tonight. Not yet. I might not be a romantic, but I didn’t like Rowen upping me by one. He’d sucked Vail off, got on his knees and gave him selfless pleasure. I’d do one better than him.
Curling my fingers into the waistbands of the gray sweatpants and briefs, I yanked them down over Vail’s arse to reveal the pale skin and round muscles.
I slapped him on one of his cheeks and it bounced under my palm. “Ye like to suck, but so do I.” Falling to my knees, I spread his arsecheeks and leaned in, swiping my tongue up the length of his crack.
He drew in a deep breath, gasping, and leaned back against my face. “Fuck. Wow.”
“Mm. Taste sweet here, too.” I smirked again, even though he couldn’t see me, and spread him open wider. He squeezed his hole and released it again, moving his knees farther apart as though giving me permission to eat him out, which was exactly what I was going to do.
I stuck my face between those cheeks and dug my tongue into his hole, clasping his arse harder as I licked and nibbled at his skin. He wriggled, moaned, and whimpered my name, and it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted more, so I stuck my tongue deeper inside him. His moans grew louder, and soon the sound of feet on steps met my ears. I didn’t quit, though, and when I stopped sucking on his hole for just a moment, I caught a glimpse of Aspen.
His mouth curled at the corner and he took a seat on the couch, right beside Vail. He didn’t say anything, but I didn’t expect him to because we did this sometimes. He or I would watch the other as we either fucked someone or got a blowjob. I didn’t know what had woken him up, but I didn’t ask. He was here, watching us, and that excited me. My cock jerked up and slapped me on the belly as I continued to eat Vail out until he was a shivering mess. He’d reached out for Aspen, and while I wasn’t sure whether Vail realized he’d done it or not, Aspen locked their fingers and raised Vail’s hand to his mouth, dotting kisses over his palm.
“Bug, ye know Aspen.” I kissed his right arsecheek gently.
“Hi,” Vail whispered, a shudder passing through him. Aspen tugged away and sat back again, clearly content watching.
I grinned at Aspen, and he nodded in response. “Can ye get me the lube?”
Aspen rose and left the room, and I returned my attention to Vail. I licked his hole again, sliding my hand between his legs to gently pull on his ballsack. He groaned, rocking back against my tongue.
“This feels nice. Really nice.”
“Aye, it does.” I smacked him on the left arsecheek as Aspen returned, throwing me the lube and retaking his seat. I flipped open the bottle cap and dabbed some in my palm. Jerking slick over my cock, I put enough on to help the slide inside but not enough he wouldn’t get some burn. I wanted him to feel somethingmorethan pleasure. “Do ye want this? I’m not doing a condom.”
It was odd for me to ask, and Aspen raised his brows at me, but I ignored him.
“Yes. Please.” He pitched back toward me, and I grabbed his arse to stop him.
I rose to my feet and pressed my knee into the couch beside his. Lining myself up, I danced my hand up his back while also shoving the sweatpants and briefs down to his knees, giving me more room. I shoved inside him with no stretching, and his breath caught in his throat. A mixed sound of pain and pleasure escaped his lips.
I didn’t wait for him to grow used to my cock inside his hole; I started thrusting immediately. I pounded into him like a man possessed, my balls slapping against his skin with every rock of my hips. His groans filled the room and he panted, meeting my lunges forward.
I reached around him and gripped his cock, tugging it in time with my thrusts. This time it didn’t take him as long as it usually did, and he shuddered under my touch, his dick jerking. Cum splattered across the couch and he groaned, collapsing against the back of it. A few more thrusts and an orgasm rushed through me, my balls erupting and my spunk filling the inside of his warm hole.
Exhaustion crashed down on me and I kissed the spot between his shoulders before I pulled out, falling on my arse beside him. He grunted and came with me, collapsing onto my lap. His hazy gaze focused on Aspen, whose mouth arched into a wicked grin.
“I’ve heard you talk before.” Vail fell against my chest, panting.
Aspen grunted. “I do. Talk.”
“I know, I said I’ve heard you before. You said you could see why Cillian and Rowen wanted me.”
