Page 46 of Skating to Him

As I twisted around to sit, he grabbed my hands. “Easy now.” He lowered me while I held my braced knee out and then helped me swing my legs to run the length of the cushions. “So, let’s get you set up with ice?—”

“You icing me seems to have become a thing for us, hasn’t it?” Weaving my hands through my long bangs, I choked a laugh.

“It does. You have to stop getting so many injuries.” With a grin, he crouched at the bags and grabbed the ice pack they’d given us at the hospital. “At least this time, we have a compression wrap to keep it on.” He set me up, taking off the brace and icing the knee with the wrap, and then blew out a long breath. “I need a beer or something.”

“I’ve got you covered. You can grab me one while you’re at it.” My gaze chased him and his fine ass as he walked into my kitchen. Was he still staying the night? God, I hoped so. “You’re staying the night, right?”

“Hell yes. I’m not leaving you alone when you’re all crippled like this.” He snickered and grabbed two canned beers out of the refrigerator.

“Good.” My heart swelled with warmth. Having him taking care of me made being injured sort of a treat.

“Move.” Standing beside me, he motioned with his index finger over the can.

“But I was comfortable.” With a soft snort, I shifted to the side, clearing the edge of the couch for him.

He sat next to me, snicked the beers open, and handed me one. “I brought my stuff in my bag.” He ticked his head toward the doorway, and his cheeks pinked as he sipped his beer.

“Yeah? Like what stuff?” I was alone with him for the whole night. We could do whatever we wanted. My dick tingled and swelled. He could give me a blowjob without hurting my knee, right?

His gaze flicked to my groin. “You’re thinking dirty thoughts.” Leaning in, he pressed a long, deep kiss on my mouth, his eyes darkening and his tongue darting between my lips. “Fuck, Rowan, I’ve been thinking about this all day.” He skimmed his fingers down the length of my dick through my sweats.

My cock twitched with sensation and my hips bucked. I’d forget all about my knee pain if he kept that up.

Setting his beer on the coffee table, he gave me a coy grin and licked his lips. “I’m going to give you what I’m pretty sure you want, but you have to tell me if I’m hurting your knee.”

“Oh, I’m sure it’s not going to hurt my knee.” I slid my hand up his inner thigh and rubbed over his solid cock, tenting his sweats. I hadn’t really touched him there yet, but I wanted to. I wanted to make him feel as good as he made me feel.

Nuzzling my neck, he bit and licked his way to my collarbone. As he reached under my shirt, he skimmed his hands up my chest and pinched one nipple and then the other.

I whimpered and squirmed as pleasure threaded from my chest to my balls. “Yeah, keep going.” Lacing my finger through his hair, I tugged on it.

With a quick grin, he lifted my shirt and moved down, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking. “You like that?” He flicked his tongue over the hard nub.

“Fuck yeah.” I arched my back as sensation shivered through me, my dick pulsing and dribbling precum in my briefs. I’d never had anyone pay any attention to my nipples like this. It was something I’d done to girls, but holy hell, it was amazing.

After fluttering his tongue over my other nipple, he licked down my stomach and under the band of my joggers, right where my crown was stretching to peek through. He was so close. “God, Tyler, want your mouth on me,” I rasped, rocking my hips.

With a soft smirk, he licked under the band, swiping his tongue along the slit. “Oh damn, you’re really turned on, aren’tyou?” He flashed his brown eyes at me, his pupils blown, and pressed on his own firm cock under his sweats.

“So are you.” I raked my teeth over my lower lip. Dammit, I wanted to touch him, but he was too far away, and I couldn’t move from this spot. “Hey, jerk yourself for me.” Yeah, that would be hot too.

“Yeah?” With a devious grin, he slid his hand into his sweats and stroked himself, his eyelids hooding and mouth dropping open. A soft moan floated out of him. “Fuck…” He bit his lip and gazed at me. “You want me to jerk off while I suck on you?”

“Yeah, could you?” I swallowed. I was going to sear this sight into my memories for future use when I was alone. Except…”But wait, don’t come. I want to try sucking you off too.”

“You do?” He slowly stroked his dick while lowering the band on my joggers and looked me over. “You sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. We can figure it out.” There had to be a way for him to get his dick in my mouth. I lifted the corner of my lips. God, the things I was thinking about now.

“We’ll figure it out, or we’ll have fun trying.” He freed a soft chuckle, and his gaze landed on my swollen cock, precum beading at the tip.

Heat shuddered over my skin. “Tyler, I want it. All of it.”

With a nod, he fisted the base of my cock and lowered to lick my shaft while continuing slow strokes on his own dick. As his lips brushed over the crown, he said, “Holy fuck, you taste good.”

My stomach clenched as pleasure jolted up my spine, and a ragged gasp freed from my throat. “Oh God. More.” I grabbed his head, clutching at his hair and pushing him down. “More.”

With a sly smile, he swallowed me whole, sucking me down and flicking his tongue along my shaft. As he moaned, vibration rolled through my balls, and they tightened.

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