Page 61 of Thin Ice

I held the angle. Drove into him. Bare inside him, feeling every pulse, every grip, and the heat climbed fast and hard.

"I'm gonna come."

"Come inside me. I want to feel it. Please, Liam. Fill me up."

It happened so quick, the orgasm shot through my whole body from my toes all the way up my back. I came hard and pressed my cock deep into his hole. It was exactly what he wanted. I collapsed on top of him, still pulsing inside him with nothing between us, and he pressed back and took all of it.

We stayed a few seconds. Forehead on his spine. Both wrecked.

Then he turned over. Hard, flushed, untouched. The look on his face was hungry and nowhere close to done.

"Your turn," I said, and slid down his body.

Chapter 16: Alex

Liam's mouth on me right after he had just come inside me was the only thing in the world.

He'd slid down my body after pulling out and taken my dick in without stopping to breathe. Hot, rough, his hands pinning my hips flat. I could feel his cum still inside me, warm and slick, and the fullness combined with his tongue made my back arch off the bed.

"Fuck. Liam."

He sucked hard. His hand wrapped around the base and his mouth worked the my tip. He was rough in a way he hadn't been before. No warm-up. His mouth was everywhere, tongue swirling the head, lips tight on the shaft, and then he'd pull off and lick from the base to the tip with his tongue flat, and I'd feel every nerve in my body fire at once.

"This is what you get for being a good boy," he said, looking up at me. Then he took me back in, and the eye contact while his mouth was on my dick was almost more than I could handle.

"Liam. I want you back inside me."

He pulled off. "I just came."

"I don't care. I want your dick again."

"Then get me hard." He rolled onto his back. "You know what to do."

I moved between his legs. On my stomach, face above his cock. He was soft, slick, sensitive. I kissed the inside of his thigh first. Then the other.

"Stop teasing."

"I'm not teasing. I'm being gentle."

"I don't want gentle. I want your mouth."

I took him in. Gently, despite what he said, because he was still sensitive and the first touch made him hiss and his whole body flinch.

"Easy," he breathed. "Fuck."

I let my lips barely move. Just warmth. Just breath. His dick twitched on my tongue.

"That's it. Keep going. Just like that."

I worked him slow. No pressure. Tongue flat, circling the head, sliding down the shaft. I felt him thicken. Then fill. His hand came to the back of my head, fingers threading into my hair.

"You're getting hard again," I said against him.

"Because your mouth is so good. Don't stop."

I took him deeper. Sucked a little harder. He groaned and his hips lifted. I could feel him straining now, fully hard, and the fact that I'd brought him back with nothing but my mouth did something to me that I couldn't name.

"Sit up against the headboard," I said.