Page 100 of Cherry on Top

“This is a nice bathroom,” Will said, glancing around. “And a nice big shower.” He grinned as Enzo reached in and flipped the water on, nice and hot.

Not that they were going to have trouble with the hot part on their own.

“You saw it the other day,” Enzo pointed out dryly. He’d given Will the full tour—not that it took all that long to tour the handful of rooms he’d “lived” in since he was eighteen. There was the big living room slash kitchen, then the bedroom, and the bathroom.

“Yeah, but you weren’t naked in it,” Will said, shooting him a hot look from those smoky blue eyes. “It’s nicer now.”

“Just how nice?” Enzo raised his eyebrow and slipped into the shower. Will followed like they were connected, and he couldn’t help but stick close.

“I’m gonna show you just how nice,” Will said in a deep, gruff voice, and then he was pressing him against the tile wall. Enzo gasped, the tile deliciously cool against his back, Will’s skin hot against his front.

Enzo understood Will better than he’d thought he would. He didn’t want to let him out of his sight, either.

What’s gonna happen when you have to leave in a few weeks?

Yeah, Will would be waiting for him here, but it wouldn’t be the same.

It would still suck.

But he shook that thought off. Maybe in a few weeks he’d feel differently. Feel less like his heart was in his throat every time they did this.

Enzo let himself sink into the sensations, Will cradling his face, kissing him fiercely, like he knew just what Enzo was thinking and wanted to dispel all his uncertainties and fears. Pressing his body insistently into the tile, Enzo gasping into his mouth as their cocks rubbed together.

“Want you,” Will murmured against his mouth. “Want you all the time.”

Enzo’s heart throbbed and his cock twitched. It was a combination he was helpless to resist. He didn’t even try. Just flipped their bodies and pressed Will back against the wall.

Slid his water-slick hand around Will’s cock.

“God,” Will groaned, “how do you keep being so goddamned sexy?”

“It’s a gift,” Enzo said. Then he slid to his knees, and Will made another of those half-restrained gruff groans that always made him weak in the knees. He’d brought this man to his knees.

“Not just a gift. A fucking miracle,” Will revised, as Enzo teased the tip of his cock with his mouth. He tangled his fingers into Enzo’s hair, gently tugging him forward, and Enzo went, easily. Wanting to give Will this probably as much as Will wanted it.

Will’s cock was engorged and twitching against his tongue as he sucked him deep. Loving the way he groaned as he let even more of it slide into his mouth.

His own cock was heavy and aching, and as Will’s hand caressed his head, fingers digging through his wet curls, gently coaxing him to take him even deeper, Enzo lost the last shred of his own self-control and wrapped his hand around it, giving a sharp twist that made him moan.

“You’re so fucking amazing like this, your mouth full of my cock. You want to take it all? God, I think you do.” Will was a surprisingly dirty talker. Was it any wonder that Enzo was wild for him? He looked like a gay porn wet dream—all those tanned, chiseled abs and thick thighs and even thicker biceps—and had those guileless blue eyes, still innocent as so much hotness spilled out of his mouth Enzo was surprised he hadn’t spontaneously burst into flames.

“Come on, baby, take the rest, I know you can.” Will’s fingers were gentle on his skull but insistent as he tugged him the rest of the way, Enzo choking around the last bit of it. He risked a look up and yeah, it wasn’t any wonder he loved this so much, because Will was in bliss, head tipped back against the shower wall. Then he looked down, and their eyes met and the fire inside Enzo stoked even hotter, until he wasn’t sure he could take it anymore.

“Oh, yeah, that’s so good. So fucking good,” Will continued. He’d let Enzo pull out a little enough that he could use his tongue the way he knew he was best at, curling around the head. Relishing the taste of him. Sucking him hard.

Enzo reached up, wanting to send Will over the edge, and Will’s groan when Enzo palmed his balls and then slid a finger back farther, just grazing his hole, was enough.

Will muttered an oath and a second later Enzo’s mouth was empty and Will was jacking his own cock, come landing on Enzo’s face and his shoulders.

“Fuck. So hot like that,” Will muttered.

Enzo caught a little of his come with his tongue and savored it as he twisted his hand harder around his cock, pushing himself easily into his own orgasm.

It blasted through him, making it easy to ignore his aching knees and his tired back and his probably roughed-up throat.

He gave himself up to the pleasure, wringing the last of it out of him, and then sinking back on his heels.

“That was something else.” Will’s voice was rough, too, and he hadn’t just been deep throating a cock.

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