Page 118 of Bloom
Aleric did as he said, although he couldn’t help being a bit stiff. It was more awkward since he was hard as a rock at the prospect of getting a blowjob. Instead of immediately grabbing him to kiss or feel up, Jaime took his chin.
“Besides no, pick a word to use if you need it. I’ll immediately stop.”
Aleric didn’t want to use red anymore. The common safe word was too uncomfortable for him since it had been ignored before. It needed to be something easy to remember and a word one wouldn’t typically say during sex.
“How about ocean? We can both remember ocean, right?”
“Ocean. Got it. You can also snap your fingers.” Jaime guided his chin until their lips met.
When they’d kissed during sex, Aleric had been ravenous for anything Jaime would give him, and that included an affectionate action. Jaime had returned it with the same vigor.
He was far more gentle than Aleric expected like he wanted to make it all good even though he wouldn’t be getting off. He moved his hand to cup Aleric’s face. Surprisingly, it was almost relaxing even though his erection stuffed in his trousers was uncomfortable.
Jaime took the nape of his neck and squeezed it before his fingers ran up into his hair to take a grip that wasn’t too tight but was hard enough to make it exciting. Aleric had enough sense to hope no one came by that far and found them making out. The horses would make noise if anyone got too close.
Aleric leaned in and draped his arms over Jaime’s shoulders and let out a little moan as Jaime’s other arm squeezed him.
“You’re gorgeous.” Jaime kissed along his jaw, and his other hand slipped up Aleric’s vest and shirt.
No one had touched him so much in forever. The whores had just been sex to get an orgasm and a little contact that wasn’t his hand or a glass toy. None had kissed the front of his throat while gently stroking a thumb across his nipple.
“If we weren’t outside, I would strip off all of your clothes myself and kiss you all over.” Jaime palmed Aleric’s erection through his trousers, and he strained his hips forward, needing the friction.
There was something Aleric liked about being undressed as though once the other decided he’d be stripped, he had no choice but to be naked and bare so they could do anything to him. He wouldn’t allow it yet, but he pictured Jaime spreading him on the bed and tying his limbs to bedposts so he was completely exposed.
Jaime nipped at his collarbone and slipped his hand back under Aleric’s shirt.
“I need it,” he practically growled, wanting the stimulation back. Anything.
Jaime tightened his grip on Aleric’s hair. “Not yet.”
With his head tilted back, Aleric squeezed his eyes shut to block out the sun. Jaime’s hand was gentle on his belly where his child rested. He wasn’t sure if Jaime liked kissing and touching him too much to stop, or if he was giving Aleric time to change his mind.
He wasn’t quite so gentle when his fingers found Aleric’s nipple again. He gave it a little pinch while still kissing his neck, and the next was hard enough to make Aleric moan and twist while fisting his coat.
“Please-”
“Are you still all right?”
“Yes!”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. I want you to suck my cock.”
Jaime let out a small chuckle and moved Aleric’s head to kiss the edge of his ear and nibble on it. If it went on much longer, he might scream, and he imagined Jaime doing this to him with Aleric tied to his bed.
Pre-cum leaked in his drawers, and he let out a piteous sound. “I need your mouth on me.”
Jaime was suddenly shifting him so Aleric’s back was pressed against him. With an arm locked around him, Jaime started undoing his belt with one hand while kissing his ear.
A fleet of enemy ships could have been bearing down on the shores, and Aleric would have cared. It seemed to take forever until his belt was finally undone, and the trouser ties were tugged on. The small brushes on his cock were almost too much and not enough while Jaime sucked on his earlobe. He was sure he was about to go insane until his trousers were pulled down enough along with the waist of his drawers to free his cock.
The air was cool on the tip of the head where pre-cum had beaded. Jaime fisted him and didn’t move. Aleric strained his hips forward.
“Wait.” Jaime kept his other arm tight as he spoke against the side of Aleric’s head in a firm voice. The faint warmth of his breath gave Aleric something else to focus on while he struggled to obey.
“Are you still all right? Do you want to stop?”
