Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
T his wasn’t how he’d intended the evening to go, but now that he was on his knees, sucking Saint’s dick, seeing how close Saint was to losing it, Val wanted nothing more.
This was a far cry from just friends, but the more Saint pleaded, the harder he tightened his grip on Val’s hair, and the more he writhed beneath Val, the more Val let himself fall.
He popped off, smiling when Saint begged him not to stop.
“Easy there, Sailor.” Val pulled Saint’s boots off, then pulled his jeans and boxer briefs the rest of the way down and off. “Lie down.”
Saint quickly lay down, and Val climbed onto the couch between Saint’s legs. He was even more grateful now that he’d gone with the plusher, wider seating option. There was just enough space for both of them.
“You are so damned beautiful,” Val murmured, loving how Saint’s face flushed pink.
It was another reminder for Val to take it slow.
It was easy for them to get lost in the moment and let their desire take them where it wanted.
Val took in Saint’s toned, sleek form. His tanned skin was soft and smooth, with faint scars peppering his body here and there.
“Val, if you don’t suck my dick in the next five seconds, I will finish myself off.”
“So bossy,” Val chuckled.
Saint arched an eyebrow and moved to grab his cock, but Val caught his wrist.
“And so impatient.”
“Val,” Saint growled, sending a shiver up Val’s spine.
Ooh, he liked this side of Saint. What kind of sounds would Saint make with Val buried deep inside that gorgeous ass? Was it even something Saint would want? That was a question for another day.
Deciding it would be too mean to torture Saint this soon, he swallowed Saint’s cock again, loving how Saint’s hips jumped off the couch as he cried out. Val hummed at the salty precome as Saint’s hard, thick length filled his mouth. Yeah, Saint wanted him badly, and that sent a shiver through Val.
Their gazes met, and Val gave Saint exactly what he wanted, expertly sucking him until he was writhing beneath Val and ready to fall apart, the sound of his panting breath filling the otherwise silent living room.
“Are you jerking yourself off?” Saint asked, breath panting.
Val nodded, and Saint threw his head back. “Oh fuck! Val, I’m gonna come,” Saint warned, but Val only sucked harder, his hand moving quickly on his own cock, his precome easing the friction until Saint cried out.
And that was it. Val couldn’t last any longer, and he spilled himself all over his hand, his orgasm exploding through him as Saint came hard inside Val’s mouth. Val swallowed every drop, his eyes never leaving Saint, who lay panting and shivering. Then he slowly pulled off Saint.
“Fuck.” Saint panted. He looked down at Val. “Did you come?”
“About the same time you did.”
“Holy shit.” Saint let his head fall back and ran a hand through his hair. “That was…. Wow.”
Not wanting to give Saint the chance to feel awkward about what just happened, Val wiped his hand on his jeans and crawled up Saint’s body, relieved by Saint’s smile.
“Hey,” Saint said softly.
“Hey,” Val replied, then kissed him, loving how Saint moaned into his mouth. It was a slow, sweet kiss, and he could have stayed like that forever, which meant it was time to move. He pulled back, smiling at the blissed-out, sleepy look on Saint’s face. “We should probably shower.”
Saint was suddenly very awake. “Together?”
“Is…that something you want?”
Saint shrugged. “Nah, I’m good.”
Val arched an eyebrow at him, and Saint chuckled.
“Yeah, okay, that’s a lie. Yes, it’s something I’d like.”
Although Val had no idea what came next, he decided that tonight, he wouldn’t overthink it, and go with the flow, let Saint set the pace with what he was comfortable with.
Val got up and held his hand out to Saint, who took it, an almost shy smile on his face. He was so damned sweet. Val couldn’t stop himself from kissing him again. He could kiss Saint forever. Before it could get heated, he led Saint into his bedroom.
“Why don’t you get the water running,” Val said as he kicked off his boots.
“Sure thing, Chief.” Saint sauntered to the bathroom, throwing a wicked look over his shoulder. The little bastard knew exactly how fucking gorgeous he was. And damn that ass.
“You’re asking for trouble, Sailor,” Val called out just before the shower water came on.
“Yeah? What are you going to do about it?”
Oh, Val wanted to do plenty, but he told himself to take it easy. They’d already done more tonight than he’d intended to do with Saint. Hell, he’d never even meant to kiss Saint. Clearly, he’d been kidding himself, thinking he could resist. Just friends, my ass .
After chucking his jeans, underwear, and socks into the hamper, Val entered the bathroom and almost swallowed his tongue.
Saint was in his shower, water sluicing over every sculpted muscle as he lathered himself up.
How was this possible? How had Val gone from deciding he couldn’t be involved to having the man naked and in his shower?
“Watching is fun, but touching is better,” Saint teased, his voice dripping with sex. It sent a shiver through Val.
Val didn’t waste any time. He hurried into the shower, grateful it was big enough for the both of them. There wasn’t a lot of room left over, but it was spacious enough that they could move around. Saint turned to face Val and laid his hands on Val’s chest.
“You sure this isn’t moving too fast for you?” Val asked, holding Saint close.
“I’m sure. Showering naked with a guy isn’t new, and neither is getting a blowjob.
Yes, it was different for obvious reasons, but it was still the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
” He slid his hand down Val’s chest to his stomach, then lower, his eyes never leaving Val’s.
A playful smile came onto his face when he wrapped his hand around Val’s dick, and Val sucked in a sharp breath. “This is uncharted territory for sure.”
Val moaned as Saint slowly moved his hand, jerking off Val until he was rock hard.
“Saint….”
Saint pressed his lips to Val’s skin, trailing kisses over his chest. He made Val jump when he poked his tongue out to lick his nipple. With Saint’s mouth on his nipple and his hand on Val’s cock, Val needed to lean against the tiled wall of the shower for support because holy fuck.
“You don’t have to,” Val promised, reminding Saint he didn’t have to do anything he was uncomfortable with.
“I know that,” Saint said, kissing Val. “But I want to. I really want to.” He hummed against Val’s lips. “Do you know how hot it is knowing that I do this to you?” He applied a little pressure to Val’s cock, making him groan.
“Fuck. Do you know how many times I dreamed of this?”
“How many?” Saint nibbled on Val’s jawline.
“A lot many. I mean, a lot. Fuck, I can’t even talk.”
“Then don’t talk,” Saint said with a chuckle.
He moved his hand quicker, and Val cupped Saint’s face, kissing him with all the hunger and want inside him.
It was like his body was on fire, and the more Saint kissed him, the more the bathroom filled with the sound of their panting breaths and moans, the more Val felt like he was going to lose it. He needed more.
Val palmed Saint’s cock and brought their erections together. He put his hand over Saint’s, and Saint followed his lead, wrapping his hand around both their cocks. He hesitated for a heartbeat. Then he moved his hand and cursed under his breath as he bucked his hips.
“Oh, fuck, Chief.” Saint jerked them both off, and Val saw stars. He slid his hands around Saint to his ass and grabbed hold of those firm cheeks with a groan.
Neither of them lasted long, with Val coming first and Saint seconds behind. Saint dug his fingers into Val’s shoulder as he came, kissing Val wet and sloppy until they were both too tender. Saint let them go and let his head rest on Val’s shoulder.
“You okay?” Val asked, concerned Saint might be regretting what they’d just done.
“No. I came so hard I don’t think I can move.”
Val chuckled. He wrapped his arms around Saint and kissed the top of his head.
“Let me help.” He moved Saint under the shower and grabbed the soap. He lathered Saint up, and Saint hummed happily.
“This is nice.”
Saint had no idea how happy Val was right now.
If he knew, he’d probably run off. This was what Val had wanted for so long.
This intimacy with someone. Both of them on the same page wanting the same thing.
It struck Val then. Shit. They both wanted the same thing.
Then he reminded himself that the problem wasn’t them together like this.
The problem was them, out there in the world.
Blowjobs and hand jobs in the shower were great, but that didn’t mean Saint was ready for a relationship with him.
Okay, enough overthinking. He was way too tired and he felt too good.
They finished showering and dried off. Saint kissed him sweetly before telling him he was going to grab his pajamas from the guest room.
Val dressed in his own pajama bottoms and T-shirt before heading back out.
“You still need to feed me,” Saint said as he walked into the kitchen, lowering his T-shirt. “Don’t think you can distract me with your sexiness.”
“Is that what I’m doing?”
Saint nodded as he stopped in front of Val and kissed him as if he’d kissed Val countless times before. Like none of this was new for them.
“What can I make you?”
“Something simple.”
“Steak sandwiches?”
“Deal.” Saint sat at the counter while Val moved around the kitchen, rounding up the ingredients he needed to make their sandwiches. Luckily, he had a baguette from the groceries he’d had delivered yesterday.
“What do you want on yours?”
“Onions and mayo,” Saint replied. “Oh, and cheese if you got it.”
Val scoffed. “I always have cheese. Swiss or Gouda?”
“A man after my own heart. Swiss.”