Familiar Strangers #2
Jay rewarded him by claiming his lips with a laugh. Alexei didn’t let him pull away afterward. He slipped Jay his tongue, instead, drinking in Jay’s happy sigh like ambrosia. He smelled like peppermint and copper, which shouldn’t have been the most delicious combination on earth. But it was.
By the time Alexei let Jay free, he was flushed and wiggling.
“They’re really in love,” he said dreamily.
Alexei trailed kisses down Jay’s neck, feeling Jay’s cock stir against his belly. His own cock was rock-hard, brought to life by the simple fact that his mate was here, breathing in his vicinity. “Are they?”
He’d forgotten who they were talking about.
“Mm.” Jay tilted his head back to give Alexei better access. “Blake kind of kisses like you do.”
Alexei froze, his lips still pressed against Jay’s soft skin. He pulled back. “And how do you know that, kitten?”
Jay gave a little wiggle, wordlessly encouraging Alexei to continue what he’d been doing. “I watched them,” he said simply, either unaware or uncaring of the dangerous note that had entered Alexei’s voice.
Ah. Of course. Alexei’s sweet pervert.
Alexei went back to mauling Jay’s slender neck. “And did you like watching them?”
“Mm. Yes. They’re both—both very pretty. Young. And they’re students!”
Alexei nodded absently, lifting Jay with one arm around his waist so he could remove his soft yellow sweatpants. Jay was noticeably lacking underwear. Depending on how much exactly he’d liked watching that kiss, the people at DBC might have gotten quite a show.
When Jay gave him an expectant look, Alexei tore his attention away from Jay’s perfect pink cock and racked his brain for what they’d been talking about. “You like that they’re students?”
Jay beamed at him. “It made me think. We could go to school if we wanted, couldn’t we? Down the line? I’ve never really been a student.”
“Sure, sweetheart. Whatever you want.” Alexei hadn’t gone to college either.
There’d been no room for higher education in his father’s violent empire, other than sending Sascha to get him out of the way.
Maybe Alexei would be totally lost; maybe he’d love it.
He didn’t really care, as long as Jay was with him.
Jay worked to shuck off his T-shirt as Alexei unbuttoned his own jeans, tugging them down just enough to free his aching cock. “We could live in the dorms!” Jay cried through the fabric covering his face.
Alexei leaned over and grabbed the lube from the desk drawer, covering his cock generously with it. “We might prefer an apartment.”
Jay tossed his shirt on the ground with a pout. “But why?”
“Because you’re very loud, kitten.” Alexei gave Jay’s cock a tug, proving his point when Jay let out an unabashed moan. “And I look a little old for college dorms.”
“But— But I’m older than you,” Jay gasped as Alexei lifted him again, fingering lube into his hole with impatient fingers.
“Doesn’t matter. I look older.” Alexei pressed a kiss to Jay’s shoulder, removing his fingers. That was good enough—Jay never minded a bit of stretch, not when he was already hard and horny. “They’ll think I’m your perverted old boyfriend, creeping in the halls.”
Jay laughed like the thought delighted him, the sound turning into another loud moan as Alexei lowered him slowly onto his cock.
God, he felt good. He always did, his body sucking Alexei in like he was born for it.
Jay moaned again. “I am loud, aren’t I?”
“So loud, baby,” Alexei told him, the approval rich in his voice.
Jay settled down to the hilt with another happy sigh, wrapping his arms tightly around Alexei’s neck, letting his weight fall into him. His knees were wedged between Alexei’s hips and the roomy office chair’s sides, and he was clearly prepared to let Alexei do all the work.
He was fucking perfect.
Alexei lifted him by his slender hips, then dropped him down again, lower belly clenching hotly at the way Jay’s channel sucked him back inside.
Jay cried out in a broken wail. “Ohhh yes. Yes, Alexei. So good. More. More.”
Alexei gave him more. And it was good. It was perfect. The tight, hot fit of him, the way Jay went loose and pliant and let Alexei manhandle him to his heart’s content. His loud cries and his complete lack of shame in voicing them.
Sure, they could go to school. They could go to the fucking moon. Alexei didn’t care. Everything he wanted was right here in his arms.
He paused, ignoring Jay’s indignant whine at the interruption. Alexei cupped Jay’s chin, kissing him softly as he fondled that perfect, pert ass. “Did you miss me, baby?”
Jay nodded, giving Alexei a much filthier kiss in return.
“I always miss you when we’re not together,” he said when he finally pulled back.
He sighed and buried his face in Alexei’s neck, rocking lazily in Alexei’s lap, less as an attempt to finally get off and more like he couldn’t help himself.
“It’s nice, isn’t it?” he murmured into Alexei’s skin.
“Missing each other throughout the day because we love each other so much?”
Alexei’s heart clenched. He was the luckiest son of a bitch who’d ever lived, wasn’t he?
He gathered his mate to him as tightly as he could. He kissed Jay’s messy hair, bucking his hips again, determined to give Jay exactly what he wanted. “So nice, kitten. The fucking nicest.”