Chapter 24 - Nick #2
“Damn—” Nick started, about to tease Reece for not wasting any time, but Kent nudged him with a shoulder to his chest hard enough to interrupt him, placing their plates and giving Nick a look that had him sitting silently.
“Do you want some melted butter with the bread, Reece?”
“I do,” Nick grumbled.
“Please.” Reece smiled at Kent, cutely batting his lashes, and Nick sighed.
Nick wondered how this had become his life, and if it was okay to be this happy.
* * *
“Get on your knees right here.” Nick took one of the pillows from the bed and dropped it at his feet.
Reece stared at it, pale cheeks flushing red. “But, Nicky… I’m shy.”
“The fuck d’you mean you’re shy?” Nick snorted, snapping his fingers and pointing at the pillow.
“I don’t know.” Reece covered his face with both hands but knelt on the pillow. His ears and neck were red too. It was a good look on him. “I guess because I came like that earlier… I just got so worked up…”
Nick knocked Reece’s hands away and grabbed his face, bending over and meeting his lips in a firm kiss that lingered for a few seconds. “You’re about to get worked up again.”
Reece sat, gaping up at him, that perfectly fuckable mouth wide open.
“That’s good. Stay just like that, and I’ll do the work for you.” He pushed his pants down, the thin flannels the only thing he wore. His dick had never once managed to soften fully throughout dinner, and it was damn near fully hard again already.
Nick stroked himself once before dragging his tip across Reece’s still kiss-swollen lips, just barely grazing his slick tongue in the process.
Reece parted his lips further, and Nick fed the tip in, then filled Reece’s mouth, jerking his hips back only when Reece closed his mouth around him.
He wasn’t ready for Reece to use his mouth on him, but Nick could take what he wanted at his own pace.
“Keep it open.”
“But Ni—”
Nick cut Reece off by filling his mouth again and pushed his dick back far enough to have Reece groaning and clinging to his legs, forcing his body and throat to relax, to open up for him. The first push was shallow but still enough to make Reece’s eyes water.
“That’s it, Kitten,” Nick said as he pulled his hips back slower, tracing Reece’s lips as he panted and swallowed. “You can take it.”
Reece moaned, and though he clung tighter to Nick’s legs, he relaxed where he knelt and didn’t gag until Nick managed to give him everything.
It felt so good that Nick could’ve come on the spot.
No matter how much he wished otherwise, he wouldn’t last long, but he did pull back out quickly, a breath hissing through his teeth.
He was already throbbing, balls tight—Reece grabbed them, not too hard, but cradled them fully, hand placed so strategically that Nick wanted to grind down into it.
He groaned, fisting Reece’s hair when the blond chased after his cock, swallowing it down again, and instead of tugging him off, Nick pulled him closer, pressed his hips forward, so close to coming when Reece’s nose pressed against his skin that Nick didn’t think he could prevent it, but Reece took his mouth away just fast enough, his free hand wrapping tight around Nick’s dick.
“Don’t come yet, Nicky. Want it inside.”
“Oh, I’ve got more than one fuckin’ load for you, Kitten.”
Reece licked his lips, just out of reach of Nick’s dick. “Promise?”
“I won’t stop until you pass out on me… Maybe not even then.”
“Want everything,” Reece breathed, cradling Nick’s cock against his cheek and nuzzling it affectionately. As if he wasn’t about to burst. “Want all of you. Everywhere. Missed it.”
“Then suck me.”
Because fuck, Nick had to come in order to fuck Reece right, to be able to give him everything.
He was too pent up to last. And Reece seemed to understand, because he opened his mouth wide, tongue out, hands pulling Nick forward so he’d slide back in.
And just like Nick wanted, Reece encouraged him to fuck his mouth.
And Nick did. Slow at first. A few long drags. Deeper and deeper each time. Then he lost himself for a moment, thrusting into Reece’s mouth, rubbing up against his inner cheek between fucking into his throat just so he could breathe and moan and drool all over him.
“Fuck, Kitten…”
Reece would be the end of him. Starting with his damn mouth.
He started sucking right when Nick least expected it, only when just his mouth was filled and he could do so with ease.
And that was it. That was perfect. That was all it took for Nick to double over him, to hold onto Reece’s pretty little head and let him suck right there on the tip until he was coming.
“Mouth open,” Nick growled, and Reece obeyed automatically, tongue out and waiting.
Nick was about to finish himself off with his hand, but Reece took matters into his own hands.
Literally. With both hands, he stroked the full length of Nick until he came all over his tongue.
“Don’t you fuckin’ swallow,” he gritted out.
And Reece didn’t. He didn’t even close his mouth once.
When Nick finished, Reece released him, and his cock hung heavy and still hard between them. Nick knelt, combing a hand through Reece’s hair, the same hand stroking his cheek. Reece’s cock was hard but hidden under his t-shirt. He was trembling the slightest bit, lashes wet, eyes hooded.
“Taste good, Kitten?”
“Uh huh.” He nodded once, struggling to swallow with his mouth open.
Taking pity on him, Nick slid his hand down to Reece’s throat, thumb skimming over his Adam’s apple. “Go on, swallow it.”
Reece closed his mouth and swallowed, licking his mouth to get what he could that slipped free. Nick helped him with the only drop he couldn’t reach, collecting it with a finger and pushing it into Reece’s mouth.
He wasn’t sure if his dick would ever soften.