“What the fuck?”
“Jiu-Jitsu.”
Kaj narrowed his eyes at him, wanting to punch away that smug grin, but it was as if invisible threads had sewn his body to the mattress. He was completely at Noah’s mercy.
“Now behave… and let me suck you.”
The dominance Noah wielded as he kissed Kaj again was savage and foreign. Even if it’d always been there, intricately threaded into the layers that made him who he was, Kaj had never experienced it on his flesh.
Noah gripped Kaj’s face, fingers tightening on his jaw as they deepened the kiss, racing down a road to perdition, but neither seemed to care. Like magnets of opposite poles, they kept being drawn back to each other, no matter how hard they tried to fight it.
Noah abandoned Kaj’s mouth, his breath trailing over his neck’s most sensitive spot, right under his ear. On his descent, Noah stopped to suck and nibble at Kaj’s collarbone, his pierced nipples, his sternum, and every trace of ink on his torso. He brushed the ridges of his abs with those beautiful, plump lips, nuzzling the hair below his navel.
Goosebumps rose on Kaj’s skin when Noah languidly stroked his dick.
Oh, fuck.
Kaj fisted the sheets, battling the urge to reach for Noah as he took his time kissing his hip bones and the crease where thigh meets groin. It was maddening, feeling like payback for being so rude and abrasive during the past few months. If Kaj wasn’t as much of a masochist as he was a sadist, he’d be suffering.
“When did you get cut?” Noah husked, his lips a second away from Kaj’s dick. It was so damn close he could feel the warmth of his breath on it.
Kaj closed his eyes and clenched his jaw before looking down at Noah. He was so lightheaded he couldn’t think straight. “A while back. Five years. Frenulum tear.”
He’d gotten a little carried away one time and fucked himself up in the process. The worst wasn’t the injury itself, but what came afterward. Just thinking about the post-op made his skin crawl.
“Ouch.”
“Pretty much, yeah.” Kaj moaned when Noah squeezed the head of his cock. How this conversation wasn’t making him go flaccid was beyond him. “Why?”
Part of his snarky tone had to do with how desperate he was to get his mind blown—Noah had always been incredible at sucking dick. The other part was related to a vulnerable side of him he didn’t enjoy showing.
Kaj had never worried about his looks. Objectively, he knew he was hot—Dad’s good genetics were undeniable. The years of swimming and lifting weights added an extra edge along with the tattoos and piercings.But, although it was imperceptible, the scar circumcision surgery had left made him too self-conscious. At least he didn’t have a loss of sensitivity.
“Just curious,” Noah said as he continued playing with him.
“Are you gonna suck me or what?”
Noah pinned Kaj with a daring look as he licked a long stripe up his length, swirling his tongue around the head.
“Shit!” Kaj’s back arched.
Noah flattened his tongue against the sensitive underside, then traced the prominent vein from base to tip several times. He toyed with Kaj, sucking his balls and tugging at them with his lips, stroking his cock, teasing his slit, alternating long, languid licks along his shaft with kisses, varying tempo and pressure. When he finally took him into his mouth, Kaj nearly came undone.
With his lips stretched around Kaj’s girth and his nails scraping his abs, Noah bobbed his head, hollowing his cheeks to create a suction effect that blinded him.
“Fuck… You’ve always had such a filthy mouth,” Kaj rasped, running his fingers through Noah’s hair as he gripped his jaw with the other hand. He didn’t intend to guide him, just feel him.
Gawking up at Kaj, Noah pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his shaft and hummed in response, the vibrations putting Kaj’s entire existence upside down.
There was a sharp intake of air as Noah’s eyes fluttered closed and rib cage expanded. Then he glided Kaj in again. Up and down, he sank him deeper. And deeper. At some point, his dick was hitting the back of Noah’s throat, but there was no gag reflex, no shivering or even flinching, just wet heat and muscles constricting around him. Sweet fucking torture.
“Holy—fuck!” Kaj growled, clenching his fist on Noah’s hair, making him moan when he pulled unwillingly.
His breath hitched, turning ragged as Noah continued deep-throating him. Dire need and violent heartbeats thrashed inside him as the air around them became incandescent. Kaj felt his climax building, coiling tighter with each bob of Noah’s head. He was teetering, but he didn’t want this to end yet.
With herculean effort, Kaj contained his orgasm one more time and dragged Noah off his cock, pulling him by the hair. “Wait,” he panted with a wrecked voice.
“What is it?” Noah asked, wiping the excess saliva off his mouth with the back of his hand.
