Savior:A Tattered Club Story(50)
Ethan pressed his hands against Niko’s chest and explored the connection between his pecs and shoulders. “Don’t stop. I’ve never had anyone look at me like you do.”
He rested his weight on Ethan’s naked body and sighed. When Ethan’s arms wrapped around his neck he slid his tongue over his closed lips. The moment his mouth opened, Niko tasted and let the tipsiness take him under like a glass of whiskey.
“How do I look at you?” Ethan wove his nimble fingers through Niko’s shaggy faux hawk. “I bet everyone looks at you like they want a piece of you.”
Niko closed his eyes. The massaging fingertips working his scalp made him lightheaded. “They all do. I’m the can do guy. I get shit done. I don’t want to be that man right now. I just want to be here with you. Do you want me?” Had he really asked that?
Ethan nuzzled Niko’s neck, his warm breath sending a tickle up Niko’s jaw. “Yes, Niko. I need you.”
Niko plundered his sweet mouth. Rage possessed his senses and nothing mattered but the lithe body beneath him and the fact his man was safe. He was protecting and going to pleasure the only person in his life he’d ever opened up to. “Let me have you, then. Open your legs.”
When Niko leaned up, he watched Ethan’s thighs part, welcoming him into the sacred space. “Go slow. It’s been a long time.”
He’d have to go slow if they were both going to get anything out of this. Two pumps and he’d threaten to blow his load. “Slow. Okay.”
Ethan took a deep breath, sinking into the mattress. “I trust you.”
The trust thing needed to be a two-way street. He manned up. “I trust you, too.” He fisted the base of his cock and rubbed the tip against the broad head of Ethan’s dick. Thin clear liquid coated the condom. “God, you’re so ready for me.” He curled his abs and slid his tongue over the smooth skin, tasting the slightly musky flavor gathered in the tiny slit. Ethan bucked his hips and pressed the back of his head into the pillow.
Flipping the lid on the tube, Niko poured a generous amount of lube on the length of his cock. The moment the tip pressed against Ethan’s bud, Niko held his breath and studied Ethan’s face. “Push harder,” Ethan whispered. “Just go slow, but push.”
Pressing his hips, Niko breeched the tight ring and his balls instantly crept tight against his body. The only thing he could process was to not blow his wad yet. “You’re so tight.” He watched Ethan’s hole swallow his cock inch by inch. “Does it hurt?”
“A little.” Ethan grabbed his cock and started a slow tug. “It’ll stop burning once you get all the way in.”
He grunted. Jesus, he was only half in and drops of sweat were sliding down his forehead. Ethan was probably expecting him to fuck like a freight train, Hell, the women he’d been with had wanted that, but he couldn’t do it. Not this time. Ethan’s comfort meant more than a moment of pleasure. When had his partner’s needs ever mattered? Never.
“God, Niko, you feel amazing. Go faster.”
Such lusty words never sounded as good coming from anyone else. He drew back his hips and slid in to the hilt. “Jesus,” he muttered and pulled only to push again. His tight lips barely parted as he forced the air out of lungs. “Am I hurting you? Please say no because I don’t think I can stop.”
Ethan grinned and a quiet laugh followed. “No, but if you stop, I’ll kill you.”
He furrowed his brow and concentrated on Ethan’s parted mouth, chest bowed, hand rocking the long length of his hard cock. He liked this side of Ethan, the one out of control and free. He was the one making this happen. He was the get-it-done guy. “Will you come for me?” Forcing himself not to ask again, he clenched his teeth. His balls hummed and tingled. The ridges along his dick vibrated as they massaged the inside of Ethan’s tunnel. “Look at me. Open your eyes.”
When those shimmering blue pools gazed up at him, he brushed Ethan’s hand away and cradled the long shaft. The surprise in his eyes made him rock faster, harder. This slender young man was all grown up with sexual heat and Niko was willing to give his dick the come of a lifetime.
“Let me have it, Ethan. Come on my hand. I want all of it.”
As Ethan’s ass rose off the mattress, Niko licked the palm of his hand to slide the tight grip up and down, forcing a groan out of Ethan with every motion. He panted from the effort, but wasn’t going to pussy out and release before Ethan had a chance.
“I have to come, Niko. I have to come.” He laid his hand on Niko’s as they rocked back and forth.