Page 143 of The Waiting Game

He looked so good, happy and horny, and Jonah had never imagined he’d see Felix like this. He still couldn’t believe this was really happening.

Jonah got on the bed, mirroring Felix’s position, and kissed him. As much as Jonah wanted to fuck him, he wanted this too, wanted Felix’s tongue in his mouth, his hands roaming across Felix’s warm skin. For a few minutes, they kissed messily, rubbing together, the pressure of their bodies pressing together both wonderful and a frustrating tease.

Eventually, Felix eased back. “Don’t want to wait any longer, Jo,” he murmured, cupping Jonah’s cheek. “Want you inside me. I’ve been waiting long enough.”

A shiver went through Jonah at the gentle touch but a part of him wanted to laugh hysterically.

You’ve been waiting? I’ve been waiting half my life for this moment.

But Jonah didn’t say it, just slapped lightly at Felix’s hip, guiding him back into position on his hands and knees.

Jonah’s fingers trembled as he rolled the condom on then knee-walked forward. He slicked himself with some lube then let the head of his cock kiss Felix’s opening.

“I want it,” Felix murmured and Jonah pushed forward.

His head went light at the snug pressure around the first few inches of his cock. It was so good. Better than he’d dreamed. Even with the condom, Jonah felt like he was losing his mind as he eased into Felix. He was so slick and hot and snug and it was Felix. It was his best friend. The guy he’d been in love with for years.

Halfway in, Felix went tight around him. “Shit. You’re thicker than I’ve taken before.”

“Yeah?” Jonah grinned, suddenly grateful Felix couldn’t see the stupid look on his face. Okay, maybe that shouldn’t delight Jonah so much but it did. It sent a surge of pleasure through him, some stupid primal masculine reaction he had no control over.

“Yeah.” Felix shifted a little restlessly. “It’s good but it’s a lot.”

“Take your time,” Jonah coaxed, stroking his hip soothingly. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Jonah might die at the feeling of Felix clenched so tightly around him but he’d give Felix all the time he needed.

He bent forward, nipping and licking at Felix’s skin, kissing his shoulder blade and nibbling at his neck until Felix sighed and moaned.

He wrapped a hand around Felix’s cock. His erection had flagged a little but he grew in Jonah’s hand and a few moments later he began to move. It was slow and a little tentative but every minute shift of Felix’s hips felt so good.

“Better?” Jonah murmured.

“Yeah. Yeah, you can move now. Want to feel you.”

When Jonah began to slowly push in, he shivered, his skin prickling with the overwhelming sensation of Felix so snug around him.

Felix moaned, low and throaty. “Yeah, Jo … fuck that feels good. Don’t stop.”

So Jonah didn’t. He pressed in until he was buried inside Felix. When it was clear that Felix didn’t need any more time to adjust, Jonah began to move. Slowly at first, learning what rhythm Felix liked, what angle made him keen high in his throat.

“Shh,” Jonah urged. “Remember where we are.”

Felix nodded. “Yeah, yeah, just keep going.”

Jonah’s skin felt hot and flushed as he sped up, beginning a steady drive in and out that left both of them softly panting, their bodies slapping lightly together.

“Like that,” Felix urged quietly, clenching and shuddering around him. “Right there, Jo.”

And Jonah could only bite his cheek to keep from coming too soon.

He reached down, intending to get a grip on Felix’s dick again, but Felix shook his head.

“Let me flip over. I want to look at you,” Felix murmured and Jonah’s heart squeezed tight because damn it, Felix really was going to kill him at this rate.

But he pulled out slowly and let Felix flip onto his back. Jonah reached for a pillow to find Felix already grabbing it. He lifted his hips and Jonah helped him slide it under the towel. He let his knees fall open and reached for Jonah, pulling him closer, eyes bright and eager.

“C’mon. Get inside me again.” Felix gripped his left thigh, tugging it up and back while Jonah pressed against the back of the right.