Page 123 of The Waiting Game

He’d looked at Felix’s cock before, sure. Knew what it was like, soft and swinging as Felix stripped out of his gear. Knew, from furtive glances, what it looked like dangling between Felix’s thighs as he showered in the locker room.

Knew from their casual nudity that Felix was uncut and that his skin was pink and white all over. That the hair at the base was the same color as the hair on his arms and the top of his head.

Jonah knew Felix’s body but he never thought he’d be able to look at it like this. To touch. To taste.

Everything felt dreamlike as Jonah grasped the base of Felix’s cock and lowered his head.

Felix’s hands were gentle in his hair and he let out a breathy little sigh when Jonah’s lips touched the head of his dick.

Jonah closed his eyes and slid his mouth over Felix, liking the way Felix’s grip tightened in his hair. For a little while, he just teased Felix, coaxing a drop out of the slit and flicking his tongue around the head.

Felix didn’t push, just kept running his hands through Jonah’s hair and letting out soft sighs and murmurs of pleasure. But the noise Felix made when Jonah took him deeper was something Jonah would never forget.

It was this raw little groan and when Jonah glanced up to look at his face, Felix was looking down at him, gaze absolutely filled with need. The color was bright in Felix’s face, his cheeks flushed like they were on the ice after a hard shift, and Jonah’s stomach tightened.

God, he was incredible.

“Please,” Felix whispered. He ran his thumb across Jonah’s lip where it stretched around Felix’s cock and Jonah shivered and glanced down, resuming his actions.

He relaxed his jaw and took Felix deeper, beginning to slide up and down his shaft with urgency. Felix’s grip tightened in his hair, though his other hand remained on Jonah’s cheek, stroking softly.

Jonah shivered. There was something so … intensely intimate about the way Felix touched him.

Jonah closed his eyes and let himself focus on the feel and taste of Felix, on the sounds he made, on the minute little reactions he had. All of it was heady, filling Jonah with a bright spark of pleasure that grew when Felix began to murmur soft sounds of encouragement. Telling him what he liked and what he wanted Jonah to do.

“Yeah, just like that,” he said with a low, rough groan, urging Jonah to take him a little deeper.

Despite the recent orgasm, Jonah’s cock responded with a little twitch of interest but he ignored the sensation, more focused on learning how to please Felix.

Jonah took him deeper, sucked harder, and felt the tremor in Felix’s body as he did so. He reached down to grasp Felix’s balls, rolling them gently in his palm.

The punched-out moan that left Felix’s lips made pleasure streak through Jonah. He liked sucking cock but he’d never liked it as much as he did now. Never wanted to hear his name fall from a guy’s lips so badly.

“Fuck.” Felix sighed. “Jonah …”

His name, on Felix’s lips, said like that … it was all too much and he shivered. How many times had he dreamed about Felix doing just that? But he’d never thought it would ever happen. Never thought he’d be in a position where he could feel the jerk of Felix’s cock as he responded to what Jonah did.

“Shit, I’m close, Jo,” Felix rasped.

So Jonah sped up, bobbing his head over Felix’s cock, relaxing into it when Felix guided him into a rhythm with his hands. And then Felix was coming, Jonah’s name a broken moan that filled the air even as Felix’s release filled Jonah’s mouth.

Felix came for a long time, trembling, grip tight in Jonah’s hair before he relaxed, letting out a soft sigh and petting Jonah’s hair affectionately.

Jonah eased back, taking his time to tease the crown of Felix’s dick until he trembled and made a little sound that told Jonah he was too sensitive.

Jonah let Felix’s cock slip from his mouth and sat back on his heels, licking his lips.

Felix looked incredible, all flushed and content, heavy-lidded and smiling. He reached out, dragging his thumb across Jonah’s lower lip, tugging at it again, his smile growing. “Wow.”

Felix didn’t say much more than that but Jonah drank in the dazed look on his face and that happy smile. That was a good sign, right?

“That was okay then?” Jonah asked, resting his palms on Felix’s thighs, liking the soft tickle of his leg hair. “You liked it?”

“Jo.” Felix ran a hand through his hair. “Of course I did. Why wouldn’t I?”

“I just wanted to check.” Jonah didn’t understand how Felix could be so nonchalant about all of this. “This is kind of a big thing, right?”

“For us?” Felix nodded. “I suppose so. We can’t ever undo this. Not that I want to, but …”

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