Page 117 of Bloom
Jaime didn’t remove his arm. “No.”
“Why not?”
“You don’t have to go down on me to keep nice Jaime or whatever your thought process is telling you.”
“It’s not to keep nice Jaime.” Aleric’s face burned.
“I don’t believe you’re suddenly eager to swallow my cock.”
“I still desire things that I haven’t done in a long time. If anything, I want to do them more because I feel like it’s been denied to me. I’m also horny, and I figured you would be too. I used to love sucking dick.”
“I believe you. I don’t think you suddenly trust me enough to let me cum in your mouth, so…let’s not. At least for today, all right?”
Aleric had been thinking he’d see how Jaime would react. With no direction, would he shove Aleric’s head down and fuck his throat? He loved that kind of thing, but if Jaime did whatever he wanted, Aleric would know to be more careful and not give him control in other ways, like allowing himself to be tied. Not for a long time.
If he said to stop pushing his head down, would Jaime listen? That was another way. If he asked or simply didn’t do anything too controlling and demanding, Aleric would feel like he had more control to direct things later. Damn it. Part of him wanted to let go entirely and see if he could have what he used to dream of, but he couldn’t quite make himself do it.
“How horny are you?” Jaime suddenly asked.
Enough to where pushing his heat and bending over the boulder sounded like a good idea because he also wanted to be fucked so damn badly.
“Why?” Aleric asked.
“I could get you off, and then we’ll go see Delphine.”
“Uh…” Things had gone in an entirely new direction he hadn’t expected, and he wasn’t even sure what to say. “Why would you do that?”
“I can give you something without putting too much on you. It’ll be just to get you off.”
If he meant it, and Aleric didn’t have to reciprocate, he was giving up a lot of control himself. Most men don’t like only giving and not getting off in return unless they have a kink of servicing mixed with denial, or if money is involved. Jaime was not the kind of man who got off in a way from being denied.
“You can say no,” added Jaime.
“I don’t want to say no. I haven’t had my dick sucked in a while.”
“A couple of conditions. The first is I’d rather you not use your heat.”
“Why not?”
“I’d rather you just be yourself.”
“The heat doesn’t turn me into a mindless animal that can’t think for itself anymore.”
“I know. I still prefer it if nothing is influencing how aroused you are. Also, if you decide to stop, you can’t stop the heat, so wouldn’t that be more uncomfortable?”
“Yeah.” It’d be a huge annoyance until it wore off on its own. “What’s the other condition?”
“Foreplay. We’ve never done anything intimate that wasn’t entirely sex first. Well, I held you after you fell asleep that afternoon, but you don’t remember it, so it doesn’t count.”
Jaime had held him afterward? As soon as the orgasm ebbed, all Aleric remembered was total exhaustion. Suddenly, he’d been waking up.
“You held me? You thought I was a total prick.”
“So? You looked alright and seemed peaceful. I figured you were cured, and I cuddled up to you. I didn’t want to clean up, dress, walk out, and leave you there.”
“Oh.” Aleric had been such an ass, and since he wasn’t sure how long he’d slept, he assumed Jaime had simply gone to the privy to clean up. “We can have foreplay. Normally, I did enjoy it before.”
“Get in my lap.”
