Page 114 of The Moon Also Rises
“You thought I worked in the post room.” I nip at his neck with my teeth. Jake rocks his butt back into me and I know he feels how much this is turning me on too.
“I got a lot of things wrong that day,” Jake says softly.
I lift my head and stare at him. “You’re lucky I’m too turned on to throw a party and send out a company-wide email because I do believe that’s the first time you’ve ever admitted you were wrong.” I tuck my hand under the waistband of his boxers and finally, rejoicingly feel his hot smooth skin in my hand.
“Rami, I am so far from perfect,” Jake says, his head leaning back now.
“You’re perfect for me,” I say as I feel goosebumps break out on his chest as I move my fingers to his left nipple.
“Don’t say stuff you don’t mean,” Jake says and he lifts his head off my shoulder.
Taking my hand out of his boxers, I use it to grab his waist and turn his body to mine. I don’t stop my fingers as they come up and wrap around his neck, forcing him to look me dead in the eye.
“I never say things I don’t mean. Never doubt anything I say to you, Jake, especially when it’s telling you how I feel about you.”
“But how can you… It doesn’t… How can you feel…” He stops and starts in a spluttering staccato.
It’s far too easy to step into the confident, dominant man he needs me to be, especially when I also get the opportunity to tell Jake how I really feel. “You can doubt yourself, Jake, and I know you do, even though you shouldn’t, mustn’t, because you’re a brilliant, brilliant human being. But never doubt me. When I say you’re perfect for me, I mean it. I’ve not felt like this in the longest time. I never thought I would feel like this again, if I’m honest, and I want you to know that it’s all you. All you with your host-with-the-most skills, your snarky comebacks for anything and everything, and your one hundred different, adorable pouts.”
Jake says my name again but this time there is less resistance in it, possibly even a new hint of compliance, or perhaps, surrender. As if to test how pliant he really is, my hand drops around the back of his body to find all the parts of him I go on to talk about.
“It’s all you with your tight backside, this sexy arch in your back, and your delectable dick.”
This time when I grab hold of him, he groans and closes his eyes. Stroking him with one hand, I lift on my toes a little so I can place my lips on more parts of him. “It’s all you with your honey-coloured eyes, those ridiculous freckles on your nose, and these soft pink lips that always, always open for mine.”
Right on cue, as my mouth touches his, his lips fall open and I’m able to slide my tongue inside, searching for and taking as much of him as I can. When he moans again, I feel the vibration travel up his throat and into my mouth. This man and the way he reacts to my touch unlocks parts of me I didn’t know I had but now I’ve found them, I want to keep hold of them forever. I think I want to keep hold of Jake forever.
After kissing him hard and fast for a minute or two, my hand still stroking him slowly, but not too tight, I pull away with reluctance but a lot of anticipation for what’s going to happen next.
“Is the heat off?” I nod at the hob behind him.
“Yes,” he says, his pupils blown so big they dominate his eyes.
The corner of my mouth kicks up. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Jake replies without hesitation.
“I’m going to go down on my knees now, and I’m going to take you in mouth and you’re going to fuck my throat until you come,” I say slowly and deliberately.
“But Rami,” Jake says and he finishes the sentence by flashing his eyes quickly to the door.
I think about the noises I heard. “They won’t come in. Do you trust me?”
Jake nods but doesn’t look convinced so I know I’m going to have to take his mind off the possibility the only way I know how. Dropping to my knees, I make quick work of pulling his boxers down and licking my way up and down his length. With my hand firmly gripping his base, I look up at him again. “Promise me you’re going to be a good boy and fuck my mouth until you come?”
“Jesus, Rami. The way you talk to me…” Jake’s hand comes down to stroke the side of my face. Something changes in his eyes when he speaks again. “Nobody has cared about my pleasure as much as you.”
“Maybe that’s true,” I say before kissing the head of his cock.
“What do you mean?” Jake looks confused.
“Maybe it’s true that nobody has cared about you the way I do. And if that’s the case then lucky, lucky me.” I flick my tongue across the tip of him.
“Rami, I—”
I don’t know what he wants to say but I silence him by guiding his dick into my mouth. I suddenly want nothing more than having him inside me this way, hot and hard and heavy, and completely at my mercy.
It takes him a while, but like the good little boy I know he is, Jake finally starts to thrust inside my mouth. I focus on keeping my lips wrapped around my teeth and I bring my hands up to grip his backside, urging him to keep going. His strokes are shallow but fast and I roll my tongue around the head of his cock. When that gets me a deep, rough moan, I do it again, and again, and again until Jake is gasping out a warning that he’s going to come. I’m unable to reply because I don’t want to take my mouth off him, but I palm and pull at his buttocks in encouragement. Then it’s only a matter of seconds before he’s spilling down my throat and a long string of curses are sailing out of his mouth.
