Page 72 of Brace and Chase

His hand, still on my ribs, starts to slide round to my back, then down, down, down.

My fingers flex around his erection at the same time as he grabs my ass, hard. Definitely harder than it’s ever been grabbed before.

I focus on his dick again, letting my mouth work on autopilot all over his neck, andGod, it feels like steel. I start stroking through the thin fabric of his sinful sweatpants and he moans for me again, long and loud.

It’s the best kind of high, knowing that what I’m doing is turning him on so much that he’ll moan for me, he’ll call out for me.

I go back in for a hard kiss, then lean back and sit up.

I need more.

I take advantage and pull in quick, deep breaths as I look down at him and grab the top of his pants.

“Can I?” I ask, squeezing between his legs with my other hand to get my point across.

Charlie’s eyes are open now, darker than they’ve ever been, and blazing with need. He swallows hard and nods wordlessly as he pants as well.

I pull his pants down to discover he’s not wearing underwear, which is fucking hot and also very convenient for what I want. Staring down, I watch as every inch of him is exposed to me—I don’t want to miss a single moment—but my attention is stolen when Charlie’s fingers slip through the strands of hair at my temple.

I open my mouth, a reassuring question on the tip of my tongue when Charlie leaves me speechless.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, Nik.”

Charlie

He lunges at me,forgetting all about getting a look at my dick in favor of pushing my back to the mattress and stealing my breath, not only by lying completely on top of me, but with the hottest kiss in history.

I didn’t even know kissing someone for so long without an orgasm could be this entertaining, this fucking satisfying.

He grinds his hips against mine and I have to gasp athow big it feels. He’s a big fucking man, of course I’ve noticed, but now I have first-hand experience that proves his exceptional size is all over.

He straddles me without breaking the kiss while my hands go to his ass without me thinking about it. It’s a great ass, even for a hockey player, it’s too perfect, too?—

“God.” I have to groan when he thrusts again and sits up. Looking at him looming over me, all I can think is I’m very willing to let him use me however he needs to. I have a great fucking view from down here since I meant what I said.

He really is gorgeous.

Icy blue eyes keep me in place, trapped by the way they smolder when he looks down at me.

He focuses on my dick again, and seemingly has no problem adjusting because his fingers wrap around me, and though it’s a bit dry, he strokes me expertly. I guess that’s a good thing about having a man’s hand on your dick. If nothing else he’ll for sure know how to jack you off.

After a few pumps, he spits on his hand and gets back to it.

“Why is that so hot?” I mumble to myself.

“Your dick is hot,” Nikolay tells me as if we’re having an argument instead of hooking up. I have to chuckle at him. I guess old habits die hard in spite of how well we’ve gotten along these past weeks.

“I wanna see yours too,” I counter. I can see his cheeks stretch with a smile even if he doesn’t look away from mycock. He undoes the button of his jeans and pulls down the zipper without any fanfare, then reaches into his boxers and pulls out... the monster.

That has to be his nickname for sure.

“Fuck, you’re big.” I can’t hold back the words.

“Not to worry. I won’t fuck you today,” he says absentmindedly as he starts jacking himself off, his movements mirroring those of his other hand.

Again, I wonder why that’s so hot, but I keep my mouth shut this time because now that his jeans are loose around his hips...

I can reach inside them to cup his ass.

---