Page 87 of Off Season

“Fuck!” I curse, my toes curling into the carpet.

I reach for him, cupping his face with my hands, and this time, he doesn’t stop me.

“As much as I’m fucking loving this right now, J, I want to be inside you when I come.”

He lifts his head, wiping the saliva with the back of his hand, and it’s a good thing I’m already sitting down because the smile he gives me knocks the breath from my lungs.

How did I get so fucking lucky?

Taking his chin in my hand, I angle his head up to me and capture his lips in a scorching kiss. Jacob places his hands on my thighs and stands, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth before pulling away.

I watch as Jacob takes off his t-shirt and jeans, kicking off his briefs before he climbs into my lap and wraps his legs around my waist.

His fingers comb through the hair on the back of myhead as we exchange sweet, lazy kisses. Wrapping my arms around him, I gently turn him so he’s leaning back against the pillows. I sit back on my haunches between his legs and take him in, grazing my fingers lightly down his side, over his abdomen, and down the outside of his thighs.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper.

He sucks in a breath.

“I wish I was good with words, so I could tell you every day just how magnificent you are.”

“You don’t have to tell me.” Adoration shines in his blue eyes. “Show me.”

So I do.

I trail featherweight kisses from his ankle to the juncture of his thigh, following the same pattern on the other leg. When I reach his erection, I nuzzle my nose into the soft, groomed blond curls at the base, inhaling his heady scent.

My name is a chorus of soft moans as I pepper kisses along his length and take his balls in my mouth. I massage each heavy sac with my tongue and up the underside of his shaft, then engulf him in one gulp.

“Fuuuckkk!” Jacob cries, his back arching off the bed.

His body trembles as I swallow around him. I grind my own aching cock against the sheets, desperately seeking relief.

“Please,” he begs, raising his legs to rest over my shoulders.

I take him to the back of my throat until his muscles quiver around my ears, then release him with a wet pop to reach over to the nightstand for the lube. I move to retrieve a condom, but Jacob shakes his head.

“I’m negative,” he whispers. “I haven’t been withanyone since you, and I was tested before we went to England.”

My breath hitches. “Me too.”

“I want to feel you.” He squeezes my cock and smirks. “All of you.”

Coating my fingers, I rub two against his taint before ghosting over his hole. I trace the puckered rim, then gently press the tip of one finger inside.

I thrust my tongue into his mouth as I slowly ease my finger inside him, eagerly claiming each whimper and groan as he takes another digit.

“Ethan,” he murmurs against my mouth. He’s riding my hand, his hips squirming as he tries to get closer, wanting it deeper. His fingers are tangled tightly in my hair, keeping me where he wants me.

I slick up my length and press the head against his hole. He’s ready for me. With one hand steadying the base of my dick, I lift one of his legs and bend it toward his chest, the angle opening him up for me to gently push inside.

I bare my teeth in a hiss as I pass that first ring of muscle. He’s so fucking tight, my feet tingle. Slowly thrusting my hips, I raise his other leg and rest his ankles on my shoulders. I move, my elbows bearing all my weight as I slowly rock my hips, inching inside him as I cover his mouth with mine.

Jacob grabs hold of my shoulders, letting out a long, breathy moan when I’m all the way in.

I don’t move. I simply bask in the way he feels with nothing between us, but he soon squeezes around me, urging me to move. I rock my hips, stroking my tongue into his mouth in slow, unhurried caresses that match myrhythm. I adjust my hips so I can reach that magical spot with every thrust, and I’m rewarded with Jacob’s moans of ecstasy.

There’s a burning ache in my chest. I didn’t know it could feel this way. To love someone so much it consumes me.

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