The moment passed and Finley growled as he started fucking Jonah’s mouth in sharp thrusts. Jonah opened his eyes, blinking away tears as he tried to look up at him. Finley’s expression was almost feral, teeth bared and eyes gold as he watched Jonah.
Jonah moaned again. He fumbled with his own pants, but Finley growled, “No,” and he froze in place. He thrust his cock in deep again and held Jonah there, his nose pressed into the wiry curls at the base of Finley’s dick.
“You’ll cum on my cock,” Finley growled. He pulled Jonah off and let him suck in a desperate breath. “Not before.”
Jonah nodded frantically before he was pulled down onto Finley’s cock again. Each time Finley pulled him off to take a breath, he swallowed greedily, and then Finley’s cock was filling him again, invading every sense he had.
Finley started fucking his mouth more shallowly, and the pre-cum streaming steadily over Jonah’s tongue and down his throat meant he was close. Jonah moaned. He wanted Finley to cum in him, wanted to swallow it down, take all of it...
Finley grunted and slammed in a couple of times as he came in waves. Jonah swallowed as much as he could, aware of cum trickling from the corners of his mouth and down his chin.
“Fuck,” Finley muttered. He didn’t let go of Jonah’s hair, dragging his cock from Jonah’s mouth. Jonah took another deep breath, cock aching so much he thought he might cum if Finley touched him.
“Up. Get up.”
Jonah got to his feet and Finley pushed him firmly against the door again before he leaned in close. Jonah thought Finley was going to kiss him. Instead, he licked up the errant traces of cum, collecting them on his tongue, and then when their mouths met, he fed back to Jonah what he hadn’t swallowed before.
Jonah whined, swaying into him. “Finley, I—”
“Oh, you deserve a reward for that,” Finley murmured. He kissed the corner of Jonah’s mouth. “A good, hard fuck for such a good boy.”
Jonah whimpered. His face reddened, and he closed his eyes.
Finley chuckled. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed.”
Chapter Four
Jonah didn’t hesitate. He dragged his shirt over his head and kicked off his shoes before Finley even stepped back and out of the way.
As he crossed the room, Jonah took it in for the first time. It was larger than he’d expected, with a double bed against one wall, and a fireplace built into the one opposite. A window let in streams of light, meaning that Jonah stopped, mouth going dry, as Finley reached over his head and pulled his own shirt off with one hand.
Fuck, but he was ripped. Jonah turned toward him without thinking. He wanted to run his tongue over those sculpted muscles, wanted to tease his nipples until—
Finley raised an eyebrow. “I told you to do something,” he said, and Jonah startled, hurrying to obey.
He’d never put much stock in this kind of play before; when other men had tried it with him, it had felt ridiculous or fallen flat. Finley was different. Maybe it was because hewasdifferent. Either way, there was definitely something behind his words that backed them up.
Jonah wriggled out of his jeans and briefs and climbed onto the bed. Finley had stripped too, his soft cock swinging heavily between his thighs as he approached. He paused and bent down, picking up the discarded dildo and placing it on the nightstand.
“We’ll need that later,” he said, and Jonah nodded.
Finley didn’t hesitate to cover Jonah’s body with his own, kissing him deeply. Jonah grabbed at him, wrapping his legsaround Finley’s hips, and Finley laughed into his mouth when Jonah rubbed his cock against Finley’s flat stomach.
“What did I tell you about cumming?” he asked, and he was silent for long enough that Jonah realised he was expecting an answer.
“I’ll cum on your cock?”
It came out as a question, but Finley chuckled and kissed him, anyway. “Yes,” he said. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
Jonah nodded. “Yes, yes, definitely...” He sucked on Finley’s lower lip and Finley growled before he kissed him, the growl echoing between them.
“You’re gonna stay where you are and let me get you ready.”
Jonah nodded again, almost beyond words as Finley started kissing down his neck and chest. He sucked both of Jonah’s nipples, making him arch up and cry out, then clap a hand over his mouth when he realised how loud he was being.
Finley lifted his head and took Jonah’s wrist in a firm grip. He tugged Jonah’s hand away from his mouth. “Let me hear you. Letthemhear you.”
Jonah felt his face heat. “They can...?”
