All doubts gone, Jay forced Aaron’s lips open and thrust in until he could feel the back of Aaron’s throat. The wet heat squeezing and pulsing around his tip as Aaron gagged was incredible, like nothing he’d ever experienced before, worlds beyond any blowjob he’d ever received.
He kept going for what felt like hours, holding Aaron down as he struggled, letting him go to catch his breath, over and over, until Aaron’s face was covered with tears and saliva, and Jay was on the verge of coming. He tried to hold off, enjoying every whimper and moan he could get out of Aaron, but it was a losing battle.
He wanted to fill Aaron up with his come.
He wanted his taste to linger.
“Open your mouth and swallow every drop,” Jay gritted out seconds before the white heat of his orgasm crested over, and he pulled back until only the tip remained between Aaron’s parted lips. He watched himself explode onto Aaron’s tongue, the thick white ropes filling Aaron’s mouth as he struggled to swallow.
The obscene sight prolonged his orgasm until he was empty, drowning Aaron in his release.
Chapter 19
AARON
The real world seeped in gradually—dim lights penetrating his eyelids, plush fibers on his skin, soft murmurs drifting in and out of his hearing. There was a comfortable, heavy weight pressed against him, its once-spicy scent turned sweet.
Aaron blinked away the dreamlike haze, his senses sharpening as soon as he identified the warmth pressed against him as Jay. They were cuddled together on a small loveseat under a fleece blanket, in an area he’d never seen before. The gray panel dividers on both sides prevented him from seeing the rest of the room, but he could hear the low hum of whispered conversations nearby.
“You’re back.” Jay shifted away, taking the warmth with him. He was back a second later, handing him a plastic bottle. “Have some water. Or do you want some juice?”
Aaron reached for it, stopping halfway when he noticed his hand shaking.
He’d read about subdrop, but the research hadn’t prepared him for the full-body exhaustion. He let his hand fall, and his eyes closed. The water could wait. He just needed to take a few deep breaths and center himself.
“Hey, you’re alright,” Jay said, sliding closer to Aaron, concern coloring his voice. After a soft snap of the cap, the bottle tilted against Aaron’s lips. He swallowed the cool liquid as it came, soothing his parched throat and clearing his head. Jay had him take small sips, pausing often, until the water was gone.
Aaron let himself sink into Jay’s side and squinted one eye open. “Where are we?”
“The aftercare lounge. I forgot to show it to you during our tour. It’s pretty low-key,” Jay responded, snaking an arm around him to pull him closer.
“This blanket’s pretty nice.” Aaron patted the soft fabric. “I guess I know where those membership fees are really going.”
He turned to Jay, taking a good look at the man beside him. He was perfectly put-together, as if the scene hadn’t affected him one bit. Not that Aaron thought it would. Jay wasn’t the one experiencing it for the first time. Still, he wanted to make sure their aftercare went both ways.
He sat up and slipped his arms under the blanket, wrapping them around Jay. “Are you okay?”
“I think that’s my line,” Jay huffed, but didn’t sound upset.
“We’re both allowed to feel things.” Aaron emphasized his words by tightening his grip. “So?”
“I’m fine.” Jay blew out a breath and shook his head. “That was intense.”
“It really was.” Aaron bit his lip, wondering how much of his inner emotions he could share. The articles on etiquette didn’t mention anything about fawning over your Dom after a scene. But this was Jay, and Jay deserved the truth. “It was amazing. You were so in tune with me, it’s like you could read me like a book.”
“You were pretty great yourself.” Jay’s soft smile faltered. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. Well, yes, but in a good way. You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do.”
“Are you sure? I got really rough, and I really should have checked in with you ahead of time about your limits and…”
Aaron interrupted by placing a finger over Jay’s mouth. “Hold up. Stop talking for a second.”
Jay stilled, his eyes locking onto Aaron’s.
“I saidgreen, right?”
“Right, but—”
