Chapter 8 Tommy #2
My hips buck, unable to stay still. Niko lets out an approving sound and ups his pace as if to encourage me. “That’s it, Tommy. Take from me what you need.”
What nonsense is he saying? And why the hell is it so hot? His every touch is fire, his mouth is torture of the sweetest kind. As he glides up and down my shaft, his tongue licks the slit then runs down the side, hot and demanding and driving me crazy.
Niko is truly starved for me, I have no other way to describe this. And I’m turned on like it’s nobody’s business. I love this, the desperation, the need and want pouring off him, the possessiveness in his hands and mouth, as if I already belong to him.
Cradling his head, I fuck into his mouth. The need to come mounts in me, growing explosive by the second. This feels too good.
“Niko… Niko,” I croak, my voice deep and delirious. “I’m close…”
He lets me deeper into his throat in response. My eyes roll back for the umpteenth time, every nerve-ending singing. I thrust faster and faster, his permission lighting me up.
“Oh, fuck… Oh, fuck… Oh, fuck…” I’m no longer me, I’m lost to my pleasure. I need to come.
Niko smiles, I can feel it against my skin and around my cock. His hands roam my ass as he continues to suck and lick. They are greedy, just like his mouth, and when his fingers pass over my hole, I lose it. It’s all I need to shoot down Niko’s welcoming throat as I yell his name.
I come so hard my knees buckle. Luckily, Niko’s reaction is fast—he holds me firmly in place as he continues to swallow my cum. Oh my god, this is the end of me. In my experiences so far, I’ve never had anyone do this for me. It always seemed too intimate, like something reserved for a partner.
The world is a blur of green and sunlight, where the only thing my brain can make out is Niko.
He’s gorgeous in the way he’s down on his knees for me with his lips firmly sealed around my dick.
I can’t look away even when his intense eyes catch me in the act.
He smiles and little sparkling stars appear in them, making them even more heart-stopping.
He knows I’m loving this, he knows he’s blown my mind.
Eventually, my post-orgasm aftershocks cease. I’m a mess and if not for Niko still supporting me, I’d have crumpled to the ground. Fuck, this was the best. I grin like an idiot as shivers dance across my skin. And he didn’t even rail me with his dick. I can’t wait to try that.
Sighing, I recenter myself and put some weight on my legs. Niko notices and pulls my underwear and pants up, making me presentable again. Aww, he’s such a considerate gentleman.
“This was—”
“Yummy,” he finishes for me, showing off another shit-eating smirk as he pokes his tongue out.
I can only stare. Fuck, I love his smiles. There is something magical about them, the way his face transforms, the joy he radiates. I’ve never had anyone smile at me like that, and I can shamelessly say that it’s the best thing ever and it belongs to me.
I chance a glance at his crotch. His hard cock is tenting his pants, and just from the outline I can see it’s very big and eager. I lick my lips—I bet it would feel amazing in my hand or mouth or ass.
“What are we going to do about this?” I say, giving Niko’s dick a squeeze.
He manages to suppress a groan only partially, which makes it even more guttural and sexy.
I roll his balls in my fingers, pulling another moan of pleasure out of him. “Oh, my. I think I must inspect the goods, boss.”
He makes a sound between a snort and a growl. “Don’t play with fire, Tommy. We don’t have time.”
“This is an emergency. Extenuating circumstances.”
He raises an eyebrow, ruffling my hair. The way his hand rakes through the strands feels heavenly.
“In the middle of the forest while gods know where our enemies are? I don’t think so.
” He clasps my hand and pulls it away from his dick, bringing it to his mouth and placing a kiss on my knuckles.
“We lost enough time. And I can wait. We need to go.”
Still holding my hand, he sets off, leading us away from the clearing and into the woods. I have to kind of jog in order to keep up.
“But you—Me… You gave me a blowjob!” I protest, pursing my lips even though I know he can’t see me. “It’s not fair! I wanted to suck your dick first!”
He throws me an over the shoulder look, his pretty brown eyes flickering with delight. “I couldn’t resist. Blame it on the adrenaline rush. Plus, you were too damn cute.”
“Excuse me? How are those acceptable reasons? What about my adrenaline rush and how fucking sexy you are?”
We argue back and forth as he guides us through the trees, agreeing that as soon as we catch a break, he’ll let me blow his mind with my mouth.
“Hey, do you even know which way we are going?” I ask as we pass by the same-looking crooked tree for the fourth time.
He halts, hanging his head back, and he studies the tree crowns. “I… Yeah, I thought so. I saw the border wall when we jumped. It’s that way.” He points in the direction we came from. “I don’t know exactly where we landed, but there is a small river over there.”
I follow his gaze, only now noticing the trickling noise and the faint gleam of the water. It’s the tiniest creek, and I wonder how he even spotted it.
“I bet there is a town or a village where the water leads. We’ll orient ourselves from there.”
“Can’t we just use your phone for directions?” I suggest, falling back in pace as he starts up again.
He shakes his head. “I tossed it, way back. Safer that way.”
Oh, good point. If we have no phone, we’ll be harder to track.
Despite walking until the sun begins to set, we don’t get lucky. A village is nowhere to be seen. Niko finds us a spot for the night by some cliffs, away from the river we’ve been following. We take turns sleeping on the hard ground.
The sameness of the forest around us continues on the next day, but we finally make it back to civilization.
The houses we pass look like they’ve seen better days, but at least we are no longer wandering in the wilderness.
I don’t notice it at first, but people are staring at us as we make our way to the village center, where we find a tiny shop. Thank fuck.
We enter and I freeze as a realization crashes into me—we can’t expect everyone in the world to know English, but I don’t speak Spanish.
“Hey, Niko…”
But Niko is not listening and neither does he look at all troubled.
Nah. He’s having a full-on conversation in Spanish with the shop’s clerk.
The woman laughs after he says something, patting him on the shoulder the way a grandma would if her grandson did good at school.
She’s maybe in her sixties, but that doesn’t stop her from sporting a bright yellow and red dress with a flower pattern and an orange vest over it. And she’s pulling it off like a boss.
Niko says something when she stops laughing, angling his body my way and tilting his chin. The woman levels me with her blue eyes, scrutinizing me from head to toe. Then she winks at me and disappears behind the curtain separating the shop from what must be a storage area.
Blinking, I shift my attention to Niko, who props his ass on the table with the cash register. A variety of snacks and some chocolate with red price tags are displayed around it, probably items with a discount.
“So, you speak Spanish. What did she say?” I prompt.
“Mhm.” Niko grins. “She’s getting some stuff for us, and a phone, so I can call my friend.”
A weight I didn’t realize I was even carrying lifts off my shoulders. My legs attempt to betray me, but luckily, I’m close to a shelf full of soda and grab onto it. “Shit. I’m so glad.”
Niko hops down from the edge of the table and walks over to me.
His hand strokes my head and then pulls me into him effortlessly.
I breathe him in—he smells like sweat, dirt and trees—and wrap my arms around him.
Just a little more and we’ll be safe with his friend.
And then, if I am lucky, this whole mess will be over.
A throat clears, pushing us apart. Oh shit, I got carried away.
A flush takes over my face, but Niko smirks at the woman, says something, and pulls me back to his chest, kissing the top of my head.
She laughs, the sound full of fondness, and waves him off after placing a change of clothes next to the cash register.
“Those are for you, Tommy. They should be your size.”
I eye the pile, excitement bubbling up inside me. I could really use a change of clothes. A shower too, but I guess that one will have to wait.
“Gracias,” I say and grab the clothes. It’s one of the few phrases I know. She’s prepared for me a pair of cargo pants, socks, a shirt and a jacket, all of which fit me perfectly when I put them on behind the rack with rice and flour.
When I return to the register, I find Niko talking to her again.
He hands her a wad of cash and an old-looking phone that he must’ve used to get in touch with his friend.
As if he can sense me, he twists around once she disappears behind the curtain, his eyes roaming me appreciatively as a slow smile curves his lips.
“How did you know what size to ask for?” I pose, crossing my arms.
He considers that, letting one side of his lips arch up higher. “I pay attention.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I probe, curious.
“My eyes can’t seem to help themselves. I’ve given up trying to fix that.” He taps his fingers against his leg. “If only you knew how many times I’ve undressed you in my mind.”
Oh.
Oooooooh.
The flush is back, but along with it, heat rushes to my cock. Niko’s eyes lock on it as if he can sense my arousal, growing darker by every passing heartbeat.
“Fuck, do you know how sexy you look right now? All flustered and shy because I said something that turns you on?” he teases, adjusting himself.
Jesus Christ. He’s shameless. I feel the smirk as it forms on my face. But so am I.
“Oh, yeah?” I step in closer. “How about—”