Page 17 of Sticks and Stones
That was going to be the highlight of his vacation.
Slipping under their comforter, he moved carefully into position between Ethan’s legs.
Someone was out cold, and that was likely because of the wine, couch celebrating, and the weeks of late nights as they worked countless cases.
Well, now, here came the reward for all of the hard work.
Some head.
Not just any head.
Sloppy head.
Before his man could wake, and figure out what was about to be happening, Gene locked onto his erection. The second he took his dick in his mouth, Ethan went hard.
And moaned.
That delicious sound of pleasure only got Gene wild and greedy for the byproduct of giving his man head.
Cum.
He wanted some, and he was about to get it at any cost.
“Gene,” Ethan whispered, as his eyes snapped open as his lover was giving him a blowjob.
Yeah, he recognized that technique.
Someone was going hard, and that woke him up damn fast.
Gene added his hand.
“Oh, God,” Ethan whispered, pulling back the sheet so that he could reveal the perpetrator committing felonious fellatio.
Yeah, his man was having fun with his now rock-hard dick. From the looks of it, he had simply one intention planned.
Someone was taking a tumble.
As he moaned, Gene kept blowing him, making sure not to miss a spot. If anything, he didn’t want to be accused of being a lazy lover.
He was anything but.
When he swallowed him whole, taking him deep down his throat, Ethan shook, and Gene went harder to give him the most pleasure possible.
If you were going to wake your mate up, you needed to make it worth it.
Oh, he was going to do this up right, and it wouldn’t be the only head he gave him today.
Ethan could bet on that.
There was going to be check-in head.
Oh, and vacation room head.
And don’t forget beach head.
It was going to be head all day long. If your partner wasn’t dehydrated, and begging for electrolytes, you weren’t doing it right.
“Please,” Ethan whispered, and Gene knew what he wanted more than anything.
