Page 80 of Brace and Chase

A wolfish smile stretches his cheeks, and that’s all the answer I need.

“What are you doing?”Nik asks when I immediately reach for my shower gel once I’m under the spray.

I lather up the product in my hands and reach down to my armpits to wash there first.

“I’m getting clean,” I tell him, moving on to my chest.

“But—” he starts, a struck look on his face.

We raced out of the gym to get our things from ourcubbies, and then to his car to get home as fast as possible. And when he parked, we raced up to my room. I thought it was obvious that this shower was going to be a real shower, not like the one yesterday.

“I want my kisses,” he whines and pouts.

I suck both lips into my mouth and when that doesn’t work to stifle my laugh I lean back and put my face right under the shower head.

“Don’t laugh at me,” he cries while I keep laughing.

“I’m going to kiss you sooner if you get clean. We both stink, Nik,” I reason with him.

“Fine,” he grumbles and grabs the shower gel as well. I reach for the shampoo and get to work on my hair before I go back in for more soap, but a surprised shout leaves me when instead of cleaning himself, his hand wraps around my dick.

“Nik,” I protest, but he doesn’t care. He’s staring down intently and already stroking me, the soap helping with the glide. I start to grow hard in seconds and have to groan at how good his hand feels on me. “So, so good,” I can’t help but praise him.

Right as I go fully hard, he takes his hand away so suddenly that I stumble forward. I open my eyes, actually offended, only to see his sexy smirk.

“I’m supposed to blow you, remember?” he taunts.

“Yes,” I hiss, and decide on a little payback.

I get more soap, make suds between my hands and get to work on washing him. I make sure to touch every part ofhis body, except his ass or dick, and I take my fucking time too. Enough time that I get to watch how my hands on him have him as hard and ready as I am.

I even get on my fucking knees, to wash his shins and feet way too thoroughly, and I make sure to put my mouth right near his angry-looking erection.

He stays quiet, and the only indication that he’s struggling is the way his chest rises and falls increasingly faster by the minute.

He’s clearly had enough—his fucking fault for starting this—when I stand back up, because he hauls me up to kiss the living shit out of me. Like they always seem to do all on their own, my hands go to his perfect ass, and I love how much more desperate that makes me. He brings one hand down and starts jacking me off again, while the other cups one of my ass cheeks. One of his fingers gets dangerously close to my crease and the new sensation has me gasping for breath.

“We need to get out of the shower,” I say between pants, then I shut off the water and race to get dry with Nik right behind me.

I basically sprint to the bed and throw myself in the middle. When I’m on my back, I see him walking slowly, in all his naked glory, and Ihaveto get some relief. I take my dick in my hand and stroke myself slowly, getting off on the picture he makes alone.

“Stop that,” he growls and puts one knee on the bed, then reaches over and bats my hand away. He takes each ofmy legs and pushes them apart, then plops down between them on his belly.

He takes me in his hand and I hold my breath. He’s so fucking close, his mouth less than an inch away. If he just leans in a little...

Without pause, without hesitation, he sucks half of me in until the tip of my dick bumps against the back of his throat.

“Fuck,” I shout. The instant pleasure at the feel of his hot mouth, and the strength with which he sucks, it’s too much. “I’m gonna?—”

“Not yet, you’re not,” he says sharply when he pulls back.

The sudden loss of his mouth is too much, too infuriating.

“Nikolay, I swear, if you don’t—Jesus,” I cry when he repeats his actions, sucks hard once, then pulls me completely out of his mouth.

I groan and flop back down on my back.

“This is fun,” he quips.

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