Page 46 of The Easy Way
Cort chuckled. “And you still haven’t seen my League of Legends skills.” Cam rolled his eyes, but Cort continued, “The way you see yourself is seriously flawed, babe. You’ve done nothingbuttake risks since the minute we met. Sneaking up to skinny dip in the pool, making out in stairwells, flying me to St. Brigitte as yourdate.Maybe I have a good effect onyou.”
Cam’s eyes were piercing as they focused on Cort, and then his lips tipped up into asmile.
Cort gave Cam a wink, then took his seatbelt off and stood, taking the opportunity to stretch, and adjust himself while Cam couldn’t see. Whatever effect Cort had on Cam, Cam was definitely having one on him. Something about the guy’s smile and the way every emotion played so openly across his face totally killed Cort’s self-control. “So, do you have movies on your laptop? I brought some cards, if you want to play a game. Poker, or I dunno… Never Have IEver?”
“Cort?” Cam said, his voice strained. Cort turned and glanced down at him in concern, but Cam didn’t look worried or upset, heseemed…
Turnedon.
“I don’t want to play card games,” he said, taking off his own seatbelt to Cort’s absolutesurprise.
“Youdon’t?”
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I want to do something a littleriskier.”
Oh. Holy. Shit.He licked his suddenly dry lips. “Riskier, asin?”
“As in, hold still.” Cam reached out and unbuttoned Cort’s jeans in one smooth movement. He sank to his knees beside the couch and looked up at Cort, waiting for approval, but Cort’s mind was a total blankslate.
Cam wantedto…
Cort’s pulse pounded, all the blood in his body traveling immediately to his cock, but still he had to ask, “Cam. Baby, are yousure?”
He didn’t want to take advantage of the situation, of a moment of vulnerability Cam had shared. Cort’s loyalties were all fucked up, and he didn’t want to hurt Camagain.
But Cam nodded, his eyes glazed with want, and all Cort’s good intentions drifted away into the cloud deck. He had no fucking clue what was happening right here, but nobody had ever accusedhimof being risk-averse. So, they’d do this. And he’d makesureCam didn’t get hurt,somehow.
“Do it,” Cort said, low andcommanding.
Cam responded instantly, pulling Cort’s jeans down to his ankles. Cort toed off his shoes and stepped out of them, kicking his pants aside. Cam threaded his fingers into the waistband of Cort’s boxers and looked up at him again, waiting for direction, waiting forpermission.
Oh,fuck.
Cort’s dick was so hard he could feel precum leaking from the tip. Cam’s eyes flicked to Cort’s heavy bulge and he licked his lips before looking back up athim.
“You want to take my boxers off, too,Cam?”
Cort braced his hands on the low, curved ceiling of the plane so he wouldn’t be tempted to rip hisownboxers off and take himself in hand. He was completely getting off on the way Cam was looking at him, and no way did he want this to end toosoon.
“Yes,” Camwhispered.
Cort hesitated for a second, wondering how far he should push, but just as before, he could read Cam perfectly. Cam needed this. “Yes,what?”
His eyes closed and he shivered slightly. “Yes,please,” hebegged.
And that was it. Game on. He could see the light flicker into Cam’s eyes that said he was giving himself over to this, toCort.
“Take them off,” Cort instructed. His boxers were gone almost before the words passed his lips, and his cock was rock hard and pulsing in the cool air of theplane.
Cam bit his lip and sighed, and once again the sound seemed to bypass Cort’s brain and travel directly to his dick. He dropped one hand from the ceiling to cradle Cam’s jaw, his thumb brushing over those gorgeous, plump lips, then he cupped the back of Cam’s head and gently guided himforward.
Cam didn’t need any further permission or encouragement, and apparently, he didn’t need a warmup. He swallowed Cort down to the root in one gulp. Cort cried out, his head swimming at thesensation.
Cam stared up at Cort and at the sight of those trusting, lust-hazed blue eyes, Cort nearly lost it. His hand clenched in Cam’s hair, and he forced himself to relax, to let Cam take this at his ownpace.
“So, so, good baby,” he praised as Cam pulled nearly all the way off Cort’s dick, ran his tongue over the tip, then sank all the way back down again, nearly choking himself in the process. “Easy,” Cortsaid.
But Cam didn’t want that. He made a small humming noise in the back of his throat, a sound of disagreement. He grabbed Cort’s hand from the top of his head and moved it around to the back, pushing slightly, and his eyes pleaded with Cort as he sank down so far his eyes watered. Cort heard what Cam was trying to tell him as clearly as if Cam had spoken aloud.Takeit.
