Page 16 of Curious

“Yes.” Oh fuck yes. Jeremy opened his mouth and moaned when Owen spread his own thighs and thrust his hips forward, sinking his cock between Jeremy’s lips. He pumped against Jeremy’s face as if he couldn’t help himself. Couldn’t stop himself.

“Hell,” Owen was groaning with every thrust. “Damn, I was right. It’s even better.”

Owen’s mouth closed over his shaft, hungry and rough. Wild. So wild Jeremy felt his eyes rolling back in his head as lightning bolts of pleasure zapped up his spine. Owen tried to take more, but Jeremy held his hips back. Even having his own mouth fucked so hard he could barely breathe, some small coherent part of him knew Owen couldn’t take the same treatment, no matter how good it would feel.

You taste so good. Suck me harder, Owen. Need to come with you.

Owen’s thigh went taut against Jeremy’s cheek and he knew. He could taste it on his tongue. Owen was one thrust away from coming. Jeremy felt the plug in his ass and Owen’s mouth on him and he couldn’t wait anymore either. He swirled his tongue and swallowed Owen’s cock where it pressed against the back of his throat, and then they were both coming, both moaning and shaking against each other as they found release.

Jeremy was drowning. Flying. He’d been so thoroughly taken he didn’t know which end was up. His limbs were shaking while he hungrily licked Owen’s shaft, unable to stop until Owen rolled him onto his stomach and undid his restraints.

“That’s the look I love,” Owen murmured gently. “Now who’s a natural? I had a feeling you would be.”

Jeremy felt hands and lips on his arms, and he couldn’t stop himself from turning back toward Owen and pulling him down for a kiss that said everything he couldn’t.

He didn’t want it to end, but it had to. This was all they could have.

Owen, what are you doing to me? What are we doing?

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