Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Ethan
Jacob places his hands on my chest and pushes me onto the large armchair in the corner of my bedroom. I sit down, pulling him onto my lap, and thrust my hips up, my throbbing cock seeking pressure.
He moans into my mouth, his fingers combing through my hair as he rolls his hips against mine.
Once we managed to peel ourselves away from each other on the venue grounds, we headed back inside to say goodbye to my mom and Samantha. The thirty-minute drive was fucking torture. Thirty minutes of subtle touches in the backseat, heated glances, and my pants becoming tighter by the second.
We got home less than ten minutes ago and I’m ready to combust.
But the day went better than I expected, and it was all because of Jacob and his ability to read me like nobody else, without me saying a single word.
I can’t lie and say the flash of disappointment in his eyes didn’t hurt when I said we could only have the off-season, but it’s more for his sake than mine.
He deserves better than me, but for now, I’m going to be selfish and take as much of him as I can while I have him.
“I need a few minutes to freshen up.” Jacob presses a kiss to my lips and gets to his feet. “Wait here.”
“Like I would go anywhere.”
Jacob grins, and I watch as he walks to the bathroom, his hips sashaying. He throws a wink my way over his shoulder before disappearing behind the door.
“Fuuuck,” I groan under my breath, palming my aching cock through my pants, eyes fixed on the door. The sound of running water and my fast-beating heart is all I can hear.
The door opens again after what feels like an agonizingly long time, and Jacob stands there in nothing but a black jockstrap. His palms slide up the door frame, elongating his heavenly body.
“Fuck, baby, look at you.” I squeeze my dick and crook my finger at him. “Come here.”
He saunters toward me, his eyes trailing down my body like I’m the best thing he’s ever seen.
I widen my legs, letting him stand between my thighs. He leans down, resting his hands on the arms of the chair, as his minty, fresh breath coasts over my mouth.
“Can I undress you?” he asks.
“Mmm,” is all I can manage. I’d agree to anything he wants right now.
I keep my arms on the chair as he makes work of the buttons on my shirt, spreading it open and running his hands up my chest. His thumb ghosts over my nipples, and I let out a hiss.
His smile turns wicked. “I wondered if they’d be sensitive.”
“Does that mean you’ve been thinking about me, Jacob?”
“Mmm,” he hums, trailing his hands back down my chest and over my stomach.
“I’ve been thinking about you a lot. About the noises you’d make when I played with your nipples, or when I played with this.
” His hand stops at my belt buckle. His fingers flirt with it, the heel of his palm purposely massaging my hard cock through my pants.
I ball my hands into fists as I fight the urge to take control.
“Jacob,” I warn, jaw clenched.
“So impatient,” he whispers.
I let out a relieved groan when he unzips my pants and pulls my dick free, tucking my boxers beneath my balls.
A small gasp escapes him as he tests the weight of me in his soft palm, gliding it up and down my length.
His hand looks so small wrapped around me.
His thumb grazes the underside of the head, over the tip, collecting the bead of precome there before bringing his thumb to his mouth and sucking it clean.
Goddamn tease.
Jacob drops to his knees and dips his head, taking one of my balls into his mouth.
I moan, combing my fingers through his hair to brush it from his face.
Big blue eyes look up at me as he licks and sucks my balls, then runs a hot, wet stripe up my cock with the flat of his tongue before wrapping those luscious lips around the swollen head .
“Fuck, Jacob,” I groan.
He hollows his cheeks as he takes me deeper and deeper until I’m hitting the back of his throat, his fist pumping me in time with his mouth as his tongue swirls and massages the tip. He releases me with a pop, tears prickling in his eyes from gagging on my cock.
I cup his jaw with my hand, tracing my thumb across his lips as he takes me back into his mouth. “You look so beautiful with your mouth full of me, baby.”
The vibrations of his moan cause my toes to curl into the carpet and my restraint to shatter.
I grab the back of his neck and haul him onto my lap, our lips crashing together, teeth colliding as desperation sinks in.
He straddles me, hands cupping my face, as we fall into the hottest kiss of my life.
With one hand on his neck, I reach around and smooth my hand over the base of his spine before my fingers travel down the cleft of his ass. I tap my middle finger against his fluttering hole, and he whimpers into my mouth. I do it again and again, then pull back and bring my fingers to his mouth.
“Suck,” I demand.
Jacob doesn’t hesitate. He sucks two of my fingers into his warm mouth. His tongue rolls and curls around my fingers, just like it did with my cock. His hand continues to pump my shaft, his thumb teasing the slit.
“Please, Ethan,” he whimpers.
“Please what?”
“I need to feel you inside me. Get me ready to take this big, beautiful cock of yours,” he begs, eyes dark with hunger .
My dick throbs in his hand as he gives it a squeeze, and I take his mouth again in a scorching kiss, reaching my hand back around to his raised ass. I circle his rim with the tip of one finger before applying pressure, slowly pushing inside.
Jacob moans into my mouth as he pushes back on me, taking me in to the first knuckle, my name a delicious cry on his lips.
It’s my new favorite fucking sound.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it,” I praise, slowly working my finger inside him, breaching the tight ring of muscle. “Good boy.”
His entire body trembles at my words.
Once I’m all the way inside, I brush his prostate, and he moans. “More,” he pleads. “Give me more.”
I pump my finger a few more times, then pull out.
Circling his rim with two fingers this time, I gently ease my way back inside, and the carnal noise that escapes him causes my balls to tighten.
I’m not going to last if he keeps making these sounds, but skipping on prep is non-negotiable. Even more so because I’m a big guy.
By the time I’m three fingers deep, he’s riding my hand while jerking my cock.
Precome pools in my foreskin, smearing down my shaft with every stroke of his fist. Shifting to the edge of the seat, I slip my fingers from him, standing up as I wrap one arm around Jacob’s lower back and the other around his ass cheek.
His legs and arms wrap around me, and I carry him over to the bed with our lips still locked.
I gently place him on the bed, and he swiftly moves onto his knees.
He begins to remove my clothes, sliding the straps of my suspenders off my shoulders and then pulling off my shirt.
I remove my dress pants and boxers, kicking them out of the way and quickly tossing my socks aside.
I take Jacob’s face in my hands again and kiss him.
I kiss him like he’s my only lifeline.
“Lay back,” I murmur against his mouth.
He crawls backward up on the bed. His heavy-lidded eyes remain focused on my hand, which slowly pumps my cock.
“Take them off,” I order, jerking my chin toward his jockstrap, and when he lifts his legs and bends his knees to pull them off, I growl at the sight of his slick, relaxed hole.
“You’re fucking breathtaking, Jacob.”
A flush travels up Jacob’s neck at my compliment. I press a knee into the mattress and crawl up to him between his open legs, watching his hard cock rest against his creamy skin.
When I reach his knees, I stop and sit back on my haunches. Lifting one of his legs, I press a kiss to the inside of his knee before pressing featherlight kisses up the inside of his thigh.
“Ethan.” His breath hitches.
I nuzzle my face into the juncture of his thigh, his tight sac only a breath away from my lips. His body is trembling, and I haven’t even started worshiping him the way I want to.
I suck his balls into my mouth. His moans and whimpers are quickly becoming my favorite soundtrack.
Hands grip my hair, fingers pulling tightly on the strands. Wrapping my fingers around the base of his shaft, I close my lips around it and swallow him down to the base.
His back bows as his moans fill the room. The fingers in my hair tug to the point of pain, but I don’t care. He tastes fucking sensational.
“Ethan, please,” he pants.
I tongue his wet slit, watching his chest rise and fall with his labored breathing.
“Do you want me, Jacob?”
He nods eagerly. “Y-yes!”
Resting my hands on either side of his head, I run my nose along his jaw, stopping by his ear, and whisper, “Do you want to feel me inside you? Stretching you so good?”
His hands graze down my ribs to my ass. He squeezes my cheeks, urging me to move, so I rut against him, our slick cocks brushing together.
“Yesss! Please, Ethan.”
“I’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like to have your tight hole wrapped around my cock.” I nip his chin. “Can I find out?”
“Yes. Please. I want that too.”
I capture his lips in a kiss, then reach over to the nightstand to retrieve a condom and a bottle of lube. I sheath myself and lube myself up. Jacob wraps his hands under his knees, pulling his legs up to his chest, and I line the head of my cock against his hole.
Slowly rolling my hips in shallow thrusts, I press lightweight kisses over Jacob’s neck and under his jaw. Tremors rake through his body as I ease my way inside him.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I growl.
“You’re so fucking big.” Jacob responds with a breathy moan.
I remain still for a moment once I’m fully inside him, my heavy balls pressing up against his skin. I’m so close to blowing my load from how good he feels; I need to think about something else for a second, or it’ll be over too soon.
Jacob winds his arms around my neck and wraps his legs around my waist. The heels of his feet dig into my ass cheeks. “Move, please.”
My resolve slips, and I can’t hold back any longer. I rock my hips. The sound of our flesh slapping together fills the room.
Shifting, I sit up and pull his body closer, angling my hips so the head of my cock brushes against his prostate on every thrust.
“Oh, God! Ethan!” He grips the bedsheets.
With one hand on his hips, I take his hard, leaking cock in my hand and give it a long, delicious stroke before rolling his balls in my hand.
The soft, desperate whimpers escaping his lips only add fuel to my burning fire.
Trailing my fingers further down, I circle his rim, watching as my cock goes in.
“Look at how well you’re taking me. Such a good boy.”
His eyes are completely blown out with arousal, his breath coming out in erratic pants. I cover his body with mine and swallow the soft mewls with my lips.
My thrusts begin to falter as I can’t keep my release at bay any longer. Fire runs down my spine as my balls tighten. Warmth seeps between our bodies as Jacob comes and his muscles ripple around my shaft, tipping me over the edge.
The roar that rumbles out of me is animalistic as I fill the condom. I collapse on top of him, lightheaded from the most incredible orgasm of my life. I must zone out, as the next thing I know, Jacob’s running his fingers gently through my damp hair, pushing it from my face.
He presses a soft kiss to my sweat-soaked forehead .
Wordlessly, I slowly ease my softening dick out of him and dispose of the condom. I return with a washcloth, cleaning up his stomach and wiping between his cheeks, and when I slip back between the sheets, I pull him close to me.
I’m unable to speak. Too pent-up on an emotion that I’ve shied away from for years.
I know I said we have a deadline, but now I’ve had a taste of him. Now I know what he sounds like, tastes like, feels like, and I don’t think ten days is going to be enough.
I don’t want to give him up, but I know I’ll have to.