My fingers twist in his hair as his hand glides up and down my cock again, and I tug as the pleasure grows with every movement he makes.
A grunt escapes him at that motion, so I pull his hair again, and he kisses me harder and increases his pace on me.
Guess he likes it a bit rough.
Our lips stay locked in an urgent kiss as his hand moves faster, and I feel like a fucking teenager again as I tip close to the edge in an embarrassingly short amount of time.
“Just wait,” I breathe, lowering my hand over his to stop him, and closing my eyes to take a moment to come back down. No way am I rushing through this.
When I open my eyes again, a small, sly smile tugs at the corner of Silas’s lips.
Oh, fuck no.
He’s coming first.
I lower my hand to his cock and wrap it around him, my heart thumping impossibly hard as I realize what I want to do to him.
And Ireallywant to do it.
Even though I don’t exactly know how…
I brush my lips over his as I slowly move my hand on his cock, and build the courage to mutter the words on the tip of my tongue.
“Want me to suck you?”
Silas pulls his head back and stares at me like he’s searching for the joke.
“Do you… want… to?” he asks carefully.
My gaze drops to my hand wrapped around his cock, taking in the glistening drop of precum on the tip, and I bite my lip as I imagine that on my tongue.
I do.
I really fucking do. And I’m not going to stop and try to find a reason why I don’t want to. Because that doesn’t exist. He feels too fucking good, and if we’re going to do this… we’re going to fucking do this.
I nod, looking into his eyes again. “I really fucking do.”
Silas stares back at me for a moment, and the moment he nods, I slide off the couch onto my knees between his legs, my heart beating so damn fast I wonder if I might stroke out before this is done.
Seriously. No fucking chill. None.
But when I look up again, I have to just stop and stare at him for a moment.
His bare chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, and the moody blue evening light filtering in through the window catches the hard lines of his body and the beautiful features ofhis face, which is framed by his loose hair brushing over his cheekbones.
How did I get to be this fucking lucky? To not only have him as my best friend, but to get a second chance at life with him. And to now explore this new thing between us in a way that feels so fucking right, it’s like I’m in a dream.
I push up on my knees and pull him towards me in a surprisingly soft kiss for how intensely I’m feeling about him right now. His hands land on my sides, his touch gentle as his tongue slips past my lips, and we hold each other here for a moment in something that feels like… appreciation.
And when our lips part, I give him a small smile, and press my lips to his chest, right over his heart.
My entire body buzzes with anticipation as I trail my lips down his chest and abs, and when I reach his cock, I just go for it. I wrap my fingers and my lips around him, and drag my tongue over the glistening bead of precum.
Silas’s hand immediately lands on my arm as he releases a breath. “Oh my god.”
I moan as I lick him again, then take him in deeper, my tongue and lips moving down his length as I glance up at him. His lips are parted as his eyes stay glued to me, and having him watch me like this urges me to take even more. So I take him in again, swirling my tongue and loving the taste of him as I watch him come undone, and his grip on my arm tightens.
“Fuck, Levi,” he pants.
