Page 180 of The Waiting Game

He knew so much about Jonah, inside and out, but it was thrilling to know that he had so much more to look forward to in the future. So many more things to discover about him.

“God, Jo, I love you so much,” he rasped.

“I love you too.” Jonah dipped his head, brushing their lips together, and Felix kissed him back greedily. It felt like it had been weeks since they’d done this. Months since they touched.

They wrestled damp clothes off each other, kissing and touching, tasting bare skin. Felix arched, moaning, when Jonah lapped at his nipples and kissed his way down his chest and over his abs.

Squirming at the ticklish sensation, Felix laughed and slid his hand into Jonah’s hair, his admonishment dissolving into a moan when Jonah licked across the crest of his hip.

“Fuck, Jonah,” Felix rasped, and Jonah shot him a smug smile before he wrapped a hand around Felix’s dick and resumed kissing that spot. He bit at Felix’s inner thigh, making him arch up into the sensation, then slipped his body between Felix’s legs.

It felt like Jonah’s mouth was everywhere but where Felix wanted it, licking and biting and sucking at the sensitive skin, his hand still circling Felix’s cock but so lightly that when Felix bucked up into it, it was mostly a tease.

“Jo …” he panted. “C’mon …”

Jonah laughed against Felix’s thigh, then pressed Felix’s dick against his stomach to get better access to his balls. He licked them and Felix groaned, desperate.

But Jonah just kept teasing. He worked at the soft skin there with his lips, then gently sucking one of Felix’s testicles into his mouth.

Felix moaned, his head swimming as Jonah kept teasing him like that. And then he moved lower.

Felix scrabbled for the sheets as Jonah licked across his taint, bathing the sensitive area with his warm tongue.

“Jo … seriously,” he pleaded but Jonah slid lower, pressing Felix’s thighs up and back.

For a moment, Felix winced at the stretch in his hamstrings and then Jonah’s tongue was there, hot and wet and slick and so good.

Felix whimpered when Jonah drew back but it was only for a moment so he could adjust his position and get a better angle.

“Are you trying to kill me?” Felix said breathlessly.

He could feel the vibration of Jonah’s mouth as he laughed. But he only answered with another teasing swirl of his tongue.

Felix gasped as Jonah pressed inside, the sensitive nerves there sending tingles up through Felix’s spine and spreading goosebumps across his body.

“Fuck, I don’t know how much more I can take,” Felix said with a whimper. “Need you, Jo.”

Jonah drew back, smoothing a hand across his hip. “What do you want?”

“You to fuck me,” Felix begged. “C’mon. Hurry.”

It felt like forever before Jonah pressed two slick fingers inside of him, opening him up. He seemed less hesitant than last time and Felix urged him on, fucking back against every thrust.

“You ready for me?” Jonah asked, his voice rough and hoarse with need.

“Yeah, c’mon.”

“You want me to use a condom?”

“No.” Felix held his breath, relieved when he heard the slick sound of lube and felt the pressure of Jonah’s dick at his entrance.

Felix’s head swam at the blunt intrusion, gasping when Jonah pressed inside. He felt so full and yet not full enough, so he grasped Jonah’s hip, urging him to go deeper. “Yeah, more,” he encouraged.

He got a better grip on the back of his knee to open himself wider, and his head fell back when Jonah was all the way inside. The feeling sent a shivery sensation through his body but heat followed in its wake.

“Move,” he gasped and then Jonah was thrusting into him with slow, steady strokes that made Felix gasp and tighten around him.

“God, you feel so good,” Jonah said and Felix blinked his eyes open to see Jonah looking down at him.

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