Page 56 of Shiver
I need his ass. I need this fucking man before I lose my mind. Curling my fingers, I rub his prostate. His eyes roll back, his body arches, his dick jumps and leaks like a sieve. The sounds he makes are getting louder.
We don’t have enough time to draw this out, so I hollow my cheeks and suck him in a constant stream until he’s bent over me, both hands over his mouth to keep the sounds contained. It’s fucking delightful. Enough that I’m hard again just knowing that I wrecked him.
I swallow down his load. Every deposit he makes and then let him fall into my arms. I catch him, even as his weight and bulk make me stumble slightly. We’re still positioned in such a way that our weight against the door would prevent anyone from opening it.
Cradling him to me, I tell him between heavy breaths how proud of him I am. Not only for his grades and how hard he worked for them, but because he didn’t come when I told him not to. For being quiet. For giving me his orgasm.
Egon shivers in my hold, tucking himself further into me. I hold him close and close my eyes as I continue to praise him. By the way he responds to me, how he clings to me, I doubt anyone has ever told him how proud they are of him.
Which is stupid. He’s a remarkable hockey player. If for nothing else, people should be screaming at the top of their lungs when they watch him play.
But it occurs to me as I hold him that’s not the same thing. Yes, they admire him. Might want to be him. Envy him. Greedily desire what he has, whether it’s his talent, his looks, or maybe his life. But that’s different than someone telling him they’re proud of what he’s done. Of his accomplishments.
Yet I know my uncle is proud of him. Egon’s one of the few players that he has talked about with pride in his voice and eyes in all the time I’ve known him.
But has anyone ever told Egon those things? Any of his coaches? His parents?
My arms tighten around him. “Egon?”
“I want you to fuck me,” he answers, and my heart jumps to my throat. My cock is already on board.
“What?” I ask.
He shifts so he’s looking straight into his eyes. “Your dick. My ass. I want you to fuck me. Tonight.”
I stare, unsure what to say. He’s left no uncertain terms in this declaration.
“Please,” he adds, quieter. His cheeks flushing.
“You pass your midterms—all of them—and I’ll fuck you all damn night, Egon. You won’t even remember your name when I’m done,” I promise, my voice low and husky.
He grins, nodding. “Should have used that for motivation a long time ago, Rakesh.”
TWENTY
EGON
The gradefor my last midterm will be posted tonight. The instructor promised. She was also surprised that I was the one to keep hounding her. But seriously, I took my test on Tuesday. It’s been three damn days. Grade that shit already. There were stakes on the line here.
I’d passed toxicology, psychology, and my proudest moment of all, chemical systems. The last with a B- at that! Not even a C, but I was still in the B range. I felt like that alone deserves a reward.
But as I begin stripping from my clothing and loading with my hockey gear, my fingers shake. I’ll be fucking disappointed if I fail physiology. I don’t think I’m going to, but it’s not just my grade on the line. So is my ass.
And that isn’t a metaphor.
I desperately tried to convince Rake to fuck me the last two nights. He refused. That didn’t mean he didn’t shove his fingers in my ass and play with my prostate until I was a weepy, begging mess and I came with the force of Niagara Falls.
My dick twitches in my cup, and I forcefully shove the thoughts aside. A hard-on in my cup is not pleasant. There’s exactly no give in that thing.
“Ready, Wolf?” Caulder asks as he drops to the bench next to me. He is fully geared up but we are too early to head out yet.
I nod. We are playing Denver and they are having a hell of a year so far. So are we, but you never leave anything to chance.
“Yep.”
“You look distracted, man,” Jipson says as he passes, pausing in front of me with a frown.
Telling him that tonight’s victory isn’t dependent on this game, but on whether I pass my midterm so I can have the reward of a glorious fucking dick in my ass or….?
