Page 51 of Curious

“Oh I do. You always need it. I love how greedy you get. How bossy. Order me to do it. Tell me what you want.”

Owen spoke through gritted teeth. “I want you to suck my cock.”

Jeremy took a steadying breath, moving until he was between Owen’s spread thighs, and then reached for the bedside bottle of lube. “Yes, Master Finn.”

He poured some lube onto his fingers then lowered himself until his own aching erection was pressed against the bed and his wet fingers were sliding between Owen’s ass cheeks. “Have I told you how hard I get when you make me get on my knees to suck you off? That I think about it every day? Think about coming to your office at lunch? You’re right. I would do it anywhere. Anytime, just to feel you lose control, grip my hair until my scalp stings and fuck my mouth with your delicious cock. ”

“Jesus, Jeremy.”

He pushed one finger deep in Owen’s ass and heard him moan. “Do you like the way I communicate? I’m learning from the best. Maybe I should tell you how much I loved having you deep inside me. Only you, Owen. No one else has ever made me want to beg for it. You can bend me over your desk, the bed, anywhere you want and take me as hard and fast as you need to and I will never say no. But right now I want this more.”

“Oh, you’re a teasing bastard.” Owen’s growl turned into a moan of pleasure when Jeremy’s mouth opened over his erection.

He took him deep while his finger started thrusting in and out of his ass.

“Yes. Fuck yeah, Jeremy.” Owen’s hips lifted helplessly, his knees bending and heels digging into the mattress. “It’s so good, babe. God, you know I love it.”

He knew. Jeremy savored the salt of him, tracing each vein and ridge with his tongue and swallowing until he felt the pearly drop on the head of Owen’s shaft and knew he was close.

Love you, baby. Gonna make you come so hard.

He pressed his finger against Owen’s prostate and rubbed, sucking harder when he heard Owen shout his name. “Jeremy!”

His eyes closed as Owen came, the hot taste filling his mouth and going to his head like an aphrodisiac. Now he would take him like this. Face to face. Nothing between them.

He rose onto his knees and reached for the lube again, coating his erection as he watched Owen shudder with aftershocks. Bracing one hand on the bed, he came down over Owen’s body and used the other hand to grip the base of his shaft. “Look at me.”

Beautiful blue eyes dilated with passion met his. “Welcome home, Owen Finn.”

When the head of his cock pressed through the ring of tight muscles that led to heaven, Jeremy let out a ragged groan. “Oh, baby.”

“Fuck,” Owen gasped out, wrapping his legs around Jeremy’s waist. “Untie me. I want to touch you.”

“Fuck off,” Jeremy growled playfully. His hips slung forward, slowly filling the ass that was so tight around him it made him see stars. “This is mine. All mine.”

Owen’s legs tightened, pulling him closer. Deeper. “Jesus, that is a big, fat cock. I need it all, Jeremy. Fuck me.”

Jeremy leaned down and brushed his lips across Owen’s, pressing their foreheads together. “Love you,” he corrected softly, determined not to let Owen drive him to rush this. “I’m loving you, Owen. Let me.”

An expression of vulnerability crossed Owen’s face. “Love me then. Just…don’t stop.”

Surprised and breathless with love, Jeremy vowed, “Never.”

He kissed Owen again as he started to move, pumping slow and deep inside his lover. His.

You’re mine, Owen. Truly mine.

So good, he thought, his tongue dueling with Owen’s and his hips rocking gently against him. So good, baby.

Owen tore his mouth away with a groan. “You’re trying to kill me as punishment. I swear I’ll call next time. You can even grow that damn beard back if you want to. Just—I need it.”

“What do you need, baby?”

Owen snarled, clamping his thighs on Jeremy’s waist almost painfully. “Love me harder.”

Jeremy shuddered, unable to resist the demand. “Yes, Master Finn.”

“I’ll show you Master Finn. As soon as I get free I’m going to spank that ass so—Jesus, yes. Fuck. Jeremy, yes!”

---