He takes a deep breath that sounds a little shakyas he gently grasps me through the silky red material. “Want this so bad,” he murmurs, using his fingers to skim up toward the waistband.
I’m very aware of the way I’m holding my breath, more anxious about this reveal with him than I have been with any past partner. I know I’ve got plenty to work with, and I know he doesn’t have anyone to compare me to, but I still don’t want to disappoint him.
When he tugs my underwear down and his eyes go wide, I realize I have nothing to worry about. He literally licks his lips as he lets himself stare and then wraps his hand around me and groans as he gives me a slow stroke like he’s getting acquainted. “Even better than I imagined.”
I want to know exactly what he imagined, and I’m about ready to ask, but suddenly his mouth is on me and the wet warmth stops every question I might have had. He reaches for my hands, putting them on his head, and then grips my thighs and just… swallows my cock.
“Fuck,” I hiss, tangling my fingers tightly in his hair. I can feel his throat working around me, and the sensation is just so much. Too much almost, because I feel like seventeen-year-old Kija getting sucked off for the first time and trying not to lose it immediately. But as he moans—a soft, satisfied sound with his lips literally at the base of my dick—I shudder, a full-body tremor that I can’t control, and we are in dangerous territory already. How is he this fuckinggood?
With every swirl of his tongue and each greedy noise that escapes him, I creep closer to the edge. When he pulls back to gasp for air, eyes watering and mouth slick, he lookswrecked, and I think he’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I want to kiss him, but I don’t have the chance because he takes me in deep again, with an ease I’ve never experienced before that is making me crazy. His fingers grasp gently at my balls in a way that makes me think no one has ever paid enough attention to them, and the other hand slips away. There’s a soft choking sound, and I’m worried that my hips snapped forwardtoo hard with the slight rhythm he had begun to encourage, but then I see why.
Sun’s got his hand down his own pants, jerking himself off while he gives me head. Like he’s so turned on by being able to do this, he can’t wait. Can’t help himself.
The whole sight of him is so sexy that I almost can’t believe I really get to be part of this—his eyes closed, lips wrapped around the tip of my cock, fist moving frantically, totally lost in pleasure. He whimpers even as his tongue slides over me, and I can see the way he tenses, grip faltering, as he spills over his hand.
Immediately, his focus is solely on me again, but I don’t need much at all. Watching him get off on getting me off was more than enough, and I’m coming down his throat before he can swallow around me again. I swear my whole body goes boneless, and I collapse back onto his bed, but I still catch a glimpse of him licking his lips again, the taste of me all over them.
I groan, a little lightheaded from the intensity of that orgasm. I give myself a moment to catch my breath, the beat of my heart all over the place, only made worse as he lifts his hand to his mouth and licks his fingers clean. “Sun.Sun, come here…”
He’s on me before I even get my arm lifted to try to pull him in, crawling up and leaning over me to kiss me. His lips are on mine, and as soon as my tongue dips into his mouth, I can taste us both there. Sun sighs into the kiss, satiated now that he’s gotten what he wants.
When he pulls away, panting, he looks right at me, his eyes meeting mine. “I have dreamed about this so many times. Having you in my bed.”
“Yeah?” It’s all I can manage to ask, overwhelmed by everything as I am.
Sun nods, smirking. “Whenever I touch myself, I always think of you. When I finger myself open, I imagine it’s you.”
I swallow hard, my mind instantly bringing up images ofhim writhing on these sheets and wishing I was here with him. I’m not surprised at how badly I want that now. Just lying here, half dressed, with our cocks out and pressed together, is showing me just what he’s been able to do to me.
He’s got me.
I admit it.
I reach up for him, brushing my thumb over his full lower lip. “You want it like that?”
Leaning into my touch, he nods against my hand. “I want you like that.”
Before I can think of how to respond, a series of bells sounds from inside his pocket. He rolls off me, grabs his phone, and takes a look. “They’ve noticed we’re missing.”
Oh, shit.
I had completely forgotten why I was even here.
Jase and Nikko. Housewarming. Right.
I watch as Sun gets his clothes situated and runs his fingers through his hair. He’s got that post-sex glow, though, that I know will give us away.
Even as I try my best to look like I didn’t just get possibly the best blow job of my life, I am very aware it’s a lost cause. Following him back down the hall to Jase’s place, I attempt to prepare myself for the commentary that will occur as soon as they see us. I’m sure I look like my whole world just got turned inside-out and upside-down, because that’s exactly how I feel.
I’d say Sun looks a little smug as we approach their apartment, and I can’t resist giving him a little smack on the ass. I see both the surprise and the realization that he liked it flit across his face.
I’ll have to remember that for later.
As soon as the door opens, Jase and Nikko are both standing there waiting for us. They take one look at Sun and me, side by side, and burst out laughing.
Jase punches me lightly on the shoulder. “Damn,Kija.”
