Niko grinned, leaning back to gain the warmth of Ethan’s mouth. He never wanted to stop kissing those sweet lips. “Seriously?” He stole another kiss, this time Ethan moaning into his mouth. “You want to walk out of my bedroom naked to a room full of people?” He growled with the pressure of Ethan’s slender fingers against his straining cock.
“Yup, they can see how excited you make me. I’ll be hard as a rock. So will you. Don’t lie. You’ll toss me over the couch and fuck me in front of everyone.”
The thought sent a shiver through his arms and he fisted the hair on the back of Ethan’s head. “Jesus, where did you come from? Yes, I want to fuck you so bad I can’t walk straight. I’ve never been this hard.”
Ethan pushed him so hard, he skipped a couple of steps back. “Come in my mouth.”
Niko’s stomach rushed like the tip over when falling down the hill on a roller coaster. “Here?”
Ethan got on his knees and looked up with a cheesy ass grin. “Yes, I know you aren’t boyfriend material and I’m going to have to deal with that, but if I keep my thoughts straight, I can see us being friends with benefits.”
Ethan made quick work of tugging Niko’s jeans and underwear down his thighs. Niko looked over at the door. He heard footsteps. Was that a voice outside the door? Did someone knock? He looked down. Hot silk engulfed the head of his cock and his hips jerked. He scrambled back. “Get over here.” He pressed his back against the door.
Ethan crawled over, unzipping his shorts along the way. When he pulled out his long cock, Niko almost blew his load. God, he was an asshole if he couldn’t even last long enough to get head.
“I love your cock, Niko. I love the way it tastes, the thick vein—” His voice muffled around the girth. “The way it fills my mouth.”
“Goddamn, you talk filthy.” Niko pumped his hips to slide his cock onto Ethan’s hungry tongue. “I want to fuck you. When can I fuck you?”
Ethan leaned back on his heels leaving Niko to stroke his cock. “Can I come while you fuck me?”
Niko’s balls tighten, his cock grew painfully stiff. “Yes, I want you to come all over. Jesus, Ethan, your dick is so—I have to come.”
Ethan leaned forward and swallow the length of Niko’s cock until the tip tapped the back of his throat. Niko‘s shoulders tightened when the heat jetted from his body. The ripple of Ethan’s throat drew out the last of the spasms. He was spent, exhausted, and embarrassed because he’d never come so fast with anyone.
His body jerked when Ethan popped the head of his cock out of his mouth. “I want to come, too.” Ethan stood and Niko leaned his head on the back of the door. Was he really going to do this again? This shit just got real and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. He wanted Ethan’s thick cum all over his face and, right now, he was too weak to fight the desire.
He reached down, stroking Ethan’s impressive length as he knelt. There was no way he was going to be able to take all of it down his throat, but he opened and sucked. With his tongue exploring the vein running along the shaft, he teased the clear fluid leaking from the slit in the tip. He liked the taste. Earthy, unmistakably male.
Ethan was probably embarrassed as he’d been because within three or four minutes Niko was taking quick swallows to fill his gut with his cum. He was thankful when Ethan slapped his hand over his mouth. With every jerk of his hips, a guttural moan was muted under his palm. He liked that he was verbal letting Niko know he was out of control. At least they had that in common. When nothing else seemed to fit together between them, they shared this attraction.
“Niko?” Scarlet softly knocked on the door. “I haven’t seen Ethan in a while. I sent him back here and he never came back. Do you think he went upstairs? And your client’s been waiting. He’s had two cups of coffee.”
Niko wiped the back of his hand over his lips. Shit. Shit. “Bathroom.” He shuffled to his feet and quickly pulled up his jeans. “Give me five and I’ll be ready. Just cleaning up.”
“Okay, I’ll give him a complimentary cigar.”
Ethan snickered and whispered, “Cleaning up, all right. You’ve got some of my cum on your shirt. I guess I filled your mouth pretty good.”
Niko dipped his chin and saw the white blob. Today he’d worn a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. For some fucking reason he’d hoped Ethan would like it. “Shit,” he grumbled and started unbuttoning the shirt. Thank God he wore a white tank top underneath.
Ethan tucked his dick back into his underwear and zipped his cargo shorts. “You’re so sexy, Niko. I want to lick every tattoo. Even with that oh-crap face, you’re still adorable.”