Page 48 of Crossing Lines

Jonah

I have a surprise for you.

The soft clapping of footsteps sounded from behind the door, then the knob turned, and the door swung. With his eyes popping open, he whispered, “Jonah, what are you?—”

Covering his mouth in a hard kiss, I shoved him inside his room, then shut the door behind me. “I brought toys.” I raked my teeth over my lower lip, my gaze roaming across his bare chest and down to his team joggers and his half-hard cock tenting them. “I see you’re almost ready for me.”

He tongued his lower lip. “Fuck, I, uh…” He palmed himself, his dick lengthening up to his hipbone. “Yeah, can’t say I wasn’t thinking about it.”

“Were you about to jerk off?” I stepped to him, our chests touching, and gazed deeply into his ice-blue eyes, his curls falling over his brow.

“Maybe.” He lifted the edge of his mouth. “Yeah.” He caught my lower lip between his teeth, then scraped over it as it freed.

A shudder rocked through me. “Well, now you don’t have to do it alone.” I slipped the dildo out of my sweatshirt pocket and held it up while cupping his balls.

His breath hitched and his pupils flared. “You’re making it really fucking hard for me to kick you out of here.”

“Yeah, that was the point.” I gently squeezed his balls, then fondled them. “I’m not going anywhere for a little while, and you know it.” No way in hell he was getting me to leave. I pressed my lips to his and slipped my free hand under his sweats to stroke his solid dick.

“Oh fuck.” Cupping my cheeks, he slanted his mouth over mine and deepened our kisses, his hips rocking his shaft through my palm and fingers. “Need you.” He stepped backward.

I followed, staying on him, quickening my pace over his now-leaking cock and tangling my tongue with his.

As he reached the bed, he fell to the edge of the mattress, then shoved my joggers down, exposing my aching cock. Tipping his head, he peeked up at me and wetted his lips, then swallowed me whole, sucking me into the back of his throat.

“Oh my God.” As a shock of sensation burst up my spine, I dropped the dildo to the floor and slapped my hands to the back of his head. “Yeah, fuck, that’s it.”

He pumped me with his mouth, his tongue flicking up the underside of my shaft, and fisted the base with one hand, then kneaded my balls with the other.

Rocking into him, I fucked his sweet mouth. Tension coiled in my gut and my balls grew heavy and drew up.Don’t come already, Jonah.I pushed him off me, then shoved him onto the bed on his back. “On your knees.” Yeah, I was going to give him the fucking of his life tonight.

With a sly grin, he slid his sweats down his legs and off, then crawled up the bed and propped himself on his elbows and knees, his rounded ass exposed to me.

“Fuck yeah.” I tossed and kicked off my clothes, keeping the lube, then picked up the dildo. “You’re so hot, Ryan.” I looked down, my cock raised high, almost to my navel. “You make me so fucking hard.”

He twisted his head, looking behind him. “Yeah? Bring that hard cock over here and use me.”

A shiver pulsed my dick and spiraled up my spine. “I like it when you talk like that.” This was going to be so different from the first time. It was like all the secrecy had awoken something primal in me and I needed to own him. As I crept between his legs on my knees, I slathered lube on the toy and my cock, hissing as sensation heated my skin. I worked a finger inside him and angled it just so.

He moaned and arched his back. “Yeah, right there.” Goosebumps broke out over the skin of his ass.

Lowering myself, I bit his ass cheek and rubbed over his prostate again and again. My cock jerked and dribbled precum between my thighs. God, what a fucking turn-on.

He gasped and whimpered. “More, Jonah. Please.”

“Yeah?” I slowly worked the dildo into him, stopped halfway in and pumped it, then lifted and lowered myselfover his back, my hard cock pressed to his ass. “You like that?”

“Yeah,” he rasped. “More, Jonah. I need it all.” He panted and hung his head between his arms.

I threw the dildo to the bed, then lined myself up to him, nudging my cock to his hole. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.” Reaching around his hips, I grabbed his dick and stroked him with a slick hand.

A throaty groan worked out of his mouth and his cock pulsed in my palm. “Do it, fuck me, Jonah.”

With a slow push inside him, I let a long moan slip from my throat. His tight heat enveloped me and pleasure shook through my body. “Jesus, you feel good.” As my balls rested against his thighs, I fell forward on a straight arm and teased his nipple into a hard nub, biting and sucking on his shoulder. “You’re mine, Ryan.”

“Yeah.” He pushed onto me and moaned.

“Say it, Ryan. Tell me you’re mine.” I needed to hear it. I wanted to possess him, every last bit of him. I licked the back of his ear.

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