Page 58 of After the Siren
Theo rolled them over, pinning Jake underneath him, and Jake made a noise somewhere between startled and pleased. He had both his hands in Theo’s hair, and Theo made a stupid, needy sound when Jake’s dick pressed hard against his own. Jake broke the kiss and then his mouth was on Theo’s neck and he was shoving at Theo’s t-shirt.
They had to break apart for Theo to get the t-shirt off and Jake followed suit, tossing his in the direction of the laundry hamper. Jake pulled him in for another kiss and they were chest to chest, Jake’s body hot against his, Jake’s tongue in his mouth. Theocould feel Jake’s dick hard against his stomach. He managed to get a hand in between them to wrap his fingers loosely around Jake’s dick through his boxers and Jake groaned, his hips jerking upwards. Theo liked the way Jake felt in his hand, the way his kisses got sloppier when Theo touched him like this.
‘How’s practical bisexuality?’ Jake asked when they broke apart, sounding as ragged and strung-out as Theo felt. Theo was still stroking him lightly through the fabric, Jake squirming and rocking up into his grip.
It took Theo a moment to remember that Jake had heard him describe his bisexuality as theoretical. ‘It’s good,’ he managed. ‘But I think I need more data.’
Jake took that as an invitation to roll them over again. Theo went with it, letting Jake straddle him. Jake pushed himself up with one hand on Theo’s chest and grinned down at him, his lips swollen and his hair tousled. Theo couldn’t look away.
Jake leaned down to kiss Theo’s jaw, then his neck, and Theo gave in to the urge to grab Jake’s ass. Jake moaned, gently biting under Theo’s ear, his hands in Theo’s hair again. Theo was suddenly conscious of how close he was to the edge, how desperately he needed Jake to touch him. There was a very significant risk that he was going to come just from grinding up against Jake.
‘Wanna blow you,’ Jake said, his mouth against Theo’s neck. ‘Yeah?’
Theo’s brain went offline, file not found, and it wasn’t until Jake said, ‘Stavs?’ that he realised he hadn’t said anything.
‘Yeah,’ he said. ‘Yeah, yes.’
Jake was smirking again, so Theo ran two fingers over his lips. Jake opened his mouth for them, eager, and Theo was going to die. How had he been foolish enough to think that sex with Jake Cunningham wouldn’t be a completely overwhelming experience?
What a way to go, though.
Jake took mercy on him; he nipped at Theo’s fingers and then pulled back to look at him. Theo felt ... not self-conscious, exactly, because it wasn’t like Jake hadn’t seen him naked before, but definitelyconscious. Conscious of Jake’s gaze, hungry and appreciative, that look racing through him and lighting up every nerve.
‘So fucking hot,’ Jake said, grazing his thumb over one of Theo’s nipples. Theo closed his eyes for a moment. It was almost too much. Jake’s eyes, Jake’s hands, having someone look at him likethat.
Then Jake’s mouth was back at his throat, his collarbone, his ribs. Jake took his time, as though he was daring Theo to hurry him up. By the time he got to the waistband of Theo’s briefs, Theo’s hands were fisted in the sheets and there was a wet patch where his dick was straining against the fabric. He might have been embarrassed about it, but Jake just made a soft, pleased sound as he hooked a thumb under the waistband.
‘We good?’ he asked, and Theo felt the warmth of his breath like a touch.
‘Yeah,’ he said, because he was incapable of any other words.
‘Can’t fucking wait to get you in my mouth,’ Jake said, which was ... a lot. It was also a lie, because it turned out Jakecouldwait. He pressed his mouth to the wet spot on Theo’s briefs and dragged his tongue over the fabric, exploring the shape of Theo’s dick while Theo tried not to shove his hips up or moan or just beg him tohurry the fuck up. Of course Jake was a fucking tease.
By the time Jake eased off Theo’s briefs, tugging them down his thighs, Theo was as turned on as he’d ever been in his life. But if he’d thought that Jake might be about toget the fuck on with ithe’d been wrong, because it seemed like Jake had forgotten all about Theo’s dick in favour of exploring the softskin of Theo’s inner thighs with his lips and his tongue and his teeth.
‘Fuck, Jake. You ...’ he said finally, and Jake stopped what he was doing to look up at Theo.
‘Who’s complaining now?’
‘It wasn’t a complaint,’ Theo said, resisting the urge to push Jake’s head down. ‘It was ... it was a request.’
Jake grinned up at him, sweaty and dishevelled, and it was going to be a miracle if Theo lasted more than thirty seconds once Jake actually started to blow him.IfJake ever started to blow him.
‘Haven’t heard you ask yet. You gonna say please?’ Jake pressed his mouth to Theo’s inner thigh, tantalisingly close to his balls.
Theo tried not to writhe. ‘Please,’ he managed, because maintaining some semblance of dignity was only a distant priority compared to getting Jake’s mouth on his dick.
Jake grinned. ‘Since you asked nicely,’ he said.
It had been ... well, it had beena while. And it had been even longer since someone had gone down on him likethis, like there was nothing else they’d rather be doing, getting off on getting him off. (If he was being honest with himself, he wasn’t sure anyone hadevergone down on him like this.) Jake wasgoodat giving head, but it was more than that; it was the way his fingers tightened on Theo’s thighs, the way he pulled off to say, ‘You’re allowed to move,’ and then made an appreciative noise when Theo rolled his hips up. Theo realised that Jake was stroking himself through his boxers, slow and teasing, while his mouth was driving Theo insane. His fingers were in Jake’s hair and he couldn’t remember moving his hands there, but he managed to find the presence of mind to say, ‘That okay?’
Jake pulled back and grinned. ‘Yeah,’ he said.
Theo shouldn’t have distracted him, because instead of going back to what he’d been doing he set out to drive Theo out of his mind again with teasing kisses and licks that were nowhere near enough, pressing Theo’s hips down whenever Theo tried to chase some proper friction. Theo definitely saidpleaseagain,please, Jake, and God knew what else. He was a fucking mess, and he was probably going to be embarrassed about it afterwards, but he couldn’t bring himself to care, not when it felt this good and when he was so fucking close.
‘Jake, I’m gonna —’ he managed to get out, and Jake just took him deeper and sucked harder, his fingers digging into Theo’s thighs. Theo came harder than he could remember coming in years, his body bowing off the bed. He managed not to shove Jake’s head down, managed to keep his hands gentle in Jake’s hair while Jake sucked him through it.
‘Stop,’ he had to gasp, finally, and Jake pulled away, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. He rolled to the side and propped himself up on one elbow while Theo tried to get his brain to reboot.
