Page 52 of Catch
“Ethan.”
My name rolls off Jett’s tongue in a raspy plea. It’s never sounded so good.
“Say it. No one else gets to see you like this,” I growl, my hand moving faster. “No one else gets to touch you. Say it, Jett.”
I have no idea where these words are coming from, but I can’t stop them. My bedroom talk is usuallymore,yes, andfuck. It has nothing to do with being possessive. But the thought of anyone else touching Jett like this makes me feral.
“No,” Jett groans.
“Yes. I know you want me. Only me.”
“So egotistical.”
“Fucking right.”
I seal my promise by taking his lips in a devouring kiss. He gives as good as he gets, and that’s what turns me on more than anything. Jett doesn’t hold back, and I can taste his desire.
It’s all for me.
When he unzips my pants and delves his hot, callused hand inside my briefs, taking my leaking dick in his hand, I’m desperate with the need to come. We rut against each other like animals, and I lose all finesse, if I had any to begin with. My dick is so painfully hard that I’m shaking with the need to come. I run my mouth along his neck, licking and sucking on his skin. Jett’s skillful hand teases me with firm, rough strokes, and I’m so close to the edge that I want to scream. I want to come so badly, but I also don’t want to rush it. Thiskind of high needs to be savored. Who knows if I’ll get the chance to touch him again?
“Just like that,” I whimper, ready to beg if I have to. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
Suddenly I’m frantic with the need to see him. I pull at Jett’s shorts, eager to get at his cock, but the material’s stuck to his skin, and I let out a grunt of frustration.
“Get these off.”
Jett’s responding chuckle has my balls drawing up tight.
“Bit eager?” he replies and licks a path down my neck.
Then he bites and sucks on my skin, and all bets are off.
“I need to see you, Jett.”
“I’m right here.”
I cut off his teasing words with another hard kiss.
“All of you.”
“Why?”
“Swear to God, Jett, now is not the time for your questions. If you don’t take off these fucking shorts in the next five seconds, I’m going to rip them off, and I don’t care if anyone see us.”
His laugh is low and dirty.
“Thankfully, I have another set.”
He releases my dick and quickly shoves his shorts down to his thighs. Jett’s cock slaps firm against his stomach and my mouth goes dry. He’s long and cut and gorgeous. Unlike me, he’s got no pubes. He’s smooth and sexy. Even though I’ve seen countless dicks and balls in locker rooms, I can’t stop staring at him. Hell, I can barely think, never mind make coherent conversation.
“Jesus, Jett, so fucking sexy. I can’t even believe?—”
“It’s not exactly summertime out here. Hurry up and jerk me off,” Jett demands.
Bossy Jett is hot, so I do as I’m told. Sort of. I cup his balls and roll them in my hand, and I watch Jett’s eyes darken.
Oh, he likes that. And knowing that I’m the one about to get him off is the biggest rush.
