Before his mouth touched mine, I stepped away. Holding his gaze, I lowered myself to my knees in a surprisingly graceful movement for me.
“Is this okay?” I asked as my hands went to the button of his jeans.
He ran a hand through my hair, catching and lightly tugging on the curls. “Are you comfortable enough?”
I nodded, my mouth already watering. Was I really going to make Rami come in the middle of the woods? Where any of his housemates could stumble across us?
My cock was so hard it ached. Yep. I was totally doing this.
“Then don’t make me wait, baby,” he said, using his hand in my hair to gently guide my head forwards. “Suck my cock and remind me who I belong to.”
Chapter 29
Rami
Saying that had been a risk.
But fuck, did it pay off.
Ethan’s mouth opened on a silent groan as his hands immediately moved to free me from the confines of my jeans.
I really had to stop wearing such tight-fitting trousers. Being around Ethan had me in a permanent state of half-hardness. And since the second he’d sunk to his knees? I could’ve drilled through steel.
Ethan braced his hands on my thighs before leaning forwards to run his tongue along my shaft, my hand in his hair moving with him. We both moaned as he swirled his tongue around the head, dipping under my foreskin and lapping at the glans.
A full-body shudder went through me. “So good, Eth.”
He hummed, his long eyelashes fluttering as he stared up at me. He held my gaze as he sank down on my length. I was too big for him to fully swallow, but he made up for that by wrapping his hand around my base.
I stroked my fingers through his curls before tugging lightly at them again. He moaned around me, the sound reverberating through my cock.
“Look at you,” I growled. “On your knees, out in public. Anyone could walk out and see us, but you wouldn’t stop, would you?”
Ethan whimpered, palming himself through his joggers. I smirked, delighted that I knew exactly how to push my mate’s buttons.
“I wouldn’t let you stop either.” I punctuated my words with a gentle pull on his hair. “I’d make you keep choking on my cock while they watched. Make them see what a dirty boy you are for me, Ethan. So desperate for my cock that you’ll go to your knees wherever we are.”
This was all a fantasy. In reality, I’d never put Ethan in that position. Right now, we were in one of the most secure locations in the country and the only ones who might stumble across us were my housemates. They weren’t stupid enough to come outside knowing we were out here, and even if they did, I’d hear them before they got close enough to spot us.
But if this fantasy had my mate’s pupils dilating and his hand sneaking under his waistband? You could fucking bet I was going to lean into it.
“Take it out,” I said throatily, watching the movement of his hand like a hawk. “Let me see.”
He pulled himself out immediately, and it took everything I had in me to not fall to the ground to take him into my mouth. Ethan liked it when I took care of him.
But this little fantasy?
He was enjoying this just as much.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured, caressing his face with one hand. “So innocent looking, but you’re not, are you Eth? You were made to fuck. To get us both off. You might look like an angel, but I can see the devil inside of you. And I’ll always indulge him.”
There was a wet slurping noise as he took his mouth off me. When he spoke, his voice was deliciously raspy, lips red and swollen. “You scare me sometimes.”
I froze, my erection wilting. “What? Fuck, is it too much?”
“No,” he chuckled, stroking me slowly. “You scare me because you seem to know instinctively what I want. What I need. It’s like you peeked inside my mind to see fantasies I hadn’t even realised were there.”
My shoulders relaxed. “What can I say? I like pleasing you.”