Page 46 of Glass & Groundwork
I held my left hand up. “First of all, my finger is naked, and I'd like my ring back where it belongs.”
Gio smirked and fished around in his pocket, pulling out the wedding band that matched his own. His gaze was locked onto mine, not looking away, as he slowly slid it back onto my finger, an action that was as endearing as it was erotic. I never would have thought a piece of jewelry could carry so much emotion with it.
“Now what?”
Pushing up on my toes, I put my mouth to his ear and whispered breathily, “Now, I'm going to do something veryun-platonic to my husband.”
Gio swallowed audibly, his cheeks flushing bright. I half-expected some sort of protest, but his only response was an almost imperceptible nod.Oh, my sweet, sweet, man.I grinned wickedly, and pushed him toward the bed. With my hand pressing lightly on his shoulder, he lowered to sit on the edge of the bed.
I knelt in front of him, making his eyes widen almost comically.Oh, yeah, this was going to be fun.Hooking my hand around his neck, I pulled him into a searing kiss as my freehand slid down the front of his shirt. The sharp intake of his breath when I loosened the tucked shirt out of his waistband was music to my ears. I went into the masturbatory session last night with the intention of keeping it casual. It wasn't the first time I'd watched porn with a buddy, but holy hell, he took all of my attention, I couldn't resist reaching out to him.
I loved how reactive he was. It was probably because of the many years he'd spent alone, but damn, if I didn't want to see what kinds of sounds I could get him to make. Or how he would taste. The thought alone had my cock hardening in my jeans.
Sliding my hand under his shirt and brushing against his skin, Gio gasped. Last night had been a lot of fun, intimate, too, but now it was different. I licked over his lip and he opened, waiting for more, but I didn't give it to him. Not yet.
I flicked my gaze to his as I ran a finger along his waistband. My finger dipped inside his jeans and his stomach tightened, flinching. “Do you want this, Gio?”
“I, uh, yeah.” His eyes closed for a moment and when he opened them, they were filled with want and determination. “Yes, Jasper. Fuck, yes.”
I rewarded him by palming my hand over his hard bulge, squeezing him until he gasped. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
Gio bobbed his head. “Uh-huh. Okay.”
Sliding up the front of his jeans, I undid the button and carefully unzipped his jeans, which were ready to burst open from his erection pressing against them. Gio leaned back on his hands, holding his breath when I bent over him and mouthed his shaft over his boxer briefs.
“Oh, fuck!” Gio hissed when I applied a little more pressure. I was anxious to taste him, to feel the weight of him on my tongue, but I was trying to make sure I wasn’t going too fast for him. Teasing him through his underwear was fun, too. Fuck, it was teasing me just as much with his musky scent in my nose.
Sitting up for a moment, I undid my own jeans to give my dick room. As much as I loved being naked, the idea of doing this fully clothed was turning me the fuck on, too. Lowering back down, I ran my tongue along the cotton-covered steel rod, teasing along the head that pushed against the elastic of his boxer briefs.
I glanced up to find Gio watching me, beet red, his eyes blazing with fire. Keeping eye contact with him, I closed my mouth around his head, sucking over the fabric.
Gio’s eyes closed and he let out a loud moan. “Holy shit! Jasper. Please.”
Releasing him, I grinned and said, “Yes, Daddy.”
Not wanting to remove any clothing, I reached into the flap of his boxers and pulled him out through the hole, getting my first up-close-and-personal look at his beautiful, engorged cock. I flicked my tongue over his head, and moaned with my first taste of him. Teasing my tongue along the top, I glanced up at Gio who watched me like an early human discovering fire, with awe and fascination, and so much heat I could practically feel it.
“Do you want me to keep going?” I asked with a husky voice.
Instead of the plea I was hoping to get, Gio managed to school his expression, as if bracing himself. “Only if you want to.”
I smiled at that. Always so considerate, even when he was on the edge of losing control. Oh, but I was ready to push him right over that edge. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”
Licking my lips, I dove down, taking him deep and closing my lips around his cock before he could do anything elseconsiderate. Gio drew in a sharp breath and his hips bucked beneath me.
I played with my tongue along his shaft before pulling back, nearly letting his head pop out of my mouth before I drew in a deep breath and slid back down. Down so far he hit the back of my throat and his curly hair tickled my nose.
“Oh my God! Oh, shit!” Gio mumbled. His hand found my hair, gathering it away from my face, and I smiled around his cock at the thought of him holding my hair back. I began bobbing up and down, sucking him deep, and never pulling off. Gio’s grip in my hair tightened, making me moan loudly, which he echoed. I breathed carefully through my nose but never let up. It was almost too much, but I needed as much of him inside me as I could take.
When I hollowed my cheeks and sucked deeply, Gio’s hips bucked so hard, he practically lifted off the ground, thrusting deep into my throat. I coughed around him, and he tried to pull back, but I grabbed his thighs, holding him in place. Another long bob along his shaft with increased suction, and Gio let out a yell.
“Oh, fuck! Fuck, Jasper, I’m going to…” He didn’t get to finish warning me when he came, shooting into my throat. I was too deep, I had to back off a little, but I swallowed around him, devouring every drop he pumped into me. Gio was panting loudly, his body shuddering beneath me. I pulled up to his head, sucking on his sensitive tip, loving the gasp that came out of him. I sank down one more time, eliciting another blast of cum as Gio released a string of expletives in a mindless word vomit that made me smile, pleased with the blubbering mess I’d turned him into. The sensation and taste of him along with the sounds he was making, pushed me over the edge, too. I grunted around him with pleasure and stayed in place long enough to ride out my release.
I pulled back at last, wiping the corners of my mouth, as I tucked him back into his boxer briefs. Gio’s grip on my hair released, his hand sliding down to cup my cheek, lifting my gaze to meet his. Amid the euphoric look on his face was a hint of worry.
“I’m sorry. It’s been… a while, and I got carried away. Did I hurt you?”
I gave him a soft smile and rose from my knees to straddle his lap. “Not at all. That was hot as fuck. Everything that happened, I wanted. Believe me, I know how to say no if I’m not comfortable.”
