Page 109 of Catch
I throw the lube on the mattress and walk around to stand at the foot of the bed, taking him all in. No matter how many times I’ve seen him naked, it’s like the first time. I kneel on the bed and lean down, kissing Jett’s calf and moving higher, over the sensitive spot behind his knee and then up his thigh until I reach his hip, his ass.
As I lick down his crease, Jett utters a filthy moan that hits me right in the balls.
But instead of moving lower, I kiss my way up his back, between his shoulder blades, my hands following as I slowly massage him. I’m going to touch and taste every inch of him before I slide home and make him mine.
“Don’t stop,” he whispers.
I slide my hands up his forearms and interlock our fingers so tight that my knuckles are turning white. It’s never enough. No matter how many times we’ve kissed and touched, I can’t get close enough.
“Ethan.”
I lower myself and blanket his body with mine. Being skin to skin with Jett is a high that can’t be equaled. My hard dick slides between his ass cheeks, and I pump my hips, the feel of his hot skin on my bare cock so fucking good. My lips track that tempting line of freckles up his neck, and then I lick and bite his skin, sucking hard, marking him.
“Oh fuck,” Jett groans and writhes underneath me.
I’m going to leave love bites all over his body so there’s no question who he belongs to.
“There’s no question it’s you,” he whispers.
Shit, did I say that out loud?
“Mark me, Ethan. I love it.”
There’s something I need first, and I know Jett needs it too.
When my mouth claims his, our kiss is so passionate, it’s almost brutal in its intensity. I suck on his tongue, desperate and greedy for his taste. We could come like this, but he wants me inside him, and I’m going to give Jett everything he wants.
Reluctantly, I give him one last kiss and let go of his hands.
“We have all night,” I remind him. “All night.”
I ease back until I’m kneeling between his legs, and then I reach for the lube and slick up my hands. When I spread his ass cheeks wide, I can’t resist, and lean down to lick over his tight pink hole. I love Jett’s taste. But once is never enough, and when I tease him again with my tongue, he lets out a husky groan.
“What do you want, baby?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
I slide one slick finger over his hole, teasing the rim, while my other hand reaches down to cup his smooth balls.
“Get your finger in my hole,” Jett hisses.
I lean down and playfully bite his ass cheek.
“All in good time, Sugar.”
Jett moans and humps the mattress.
“No coming until I’m inside you,” I warn.
With the tip of my finger, I slowly push inside his hole, and Jett pushes his ass back, taking me in.
“Oh God,” Jett whimpers, grabbing hold of a pillow and shoving it under his face.
“Okay?”
“So good. So fucking good.”
God, he’s so hot and tight, and I can’t wait until it’s my cock claiming him. Only, not this way.
