I straddled his body on my hands and knees and looked down at him. “Trust, grasshopper, trust.”
He narrowed his eyes. “You can’t just haul unsuspecting men around like they were a lump of?—”
I clamped a hand over his mouth. “The second principle is silence.” I closed my eyes and smiled appreciatively. “Ah, much better.”
Thaddeus’s wet tongue coursed over my palm, and I jerked my hand away. “Third principle,” Thaddeus said, eyeing me sideways. “Mindfulness. As in paying attention. As in it’s always best to fuck your lover before they fall asleep and you look like a total jerk.”
“Mmm.” I nodded sagely. “Indeed. The critical third principle.” I waggled my eyebrows. “Closely followed by the fourth principle.” I kissed down his body toward his long, slender cock. “Patience.” I wrapped my lips over the flushed head and took him down.
“Oh... f-f-fuuuuck.” Thaddeus fisted the covers and slammed his head back into the pillow as I swallowed around him. I repeated the slide again and again until he yanked on my hair and pulled me up to face him.
“You need to move this along or I’m gonna lose my shit down your throat any moment and to hell with the fifth principle.”
I wiped the back of my hand over my mouth and shot him a questioning look. “The fifth principle?”
He grinned. “Reciprocation, baby. Reciprocation.”
I laughed and covered his body with my own, trying and failing to remember the last time I’d had this much fun in bed. With our cocks nestled happily together, we kissed and ground against each other. Thaddeus slid his hands around my waist and wrapped his legs around my hips, arching his back as he searched for friction and moaning needily when he found it.
“God, that feels so good,” he murmured into my open mouth, his hips circling, the slick slide of cock on cock rushing me perilously close to the edge.
I planted a kiss on the end of his nose, then ran a line of them up his forehead and into his hair as we rutted with increasing urgency. I cradled his face and stared down at him. “You want me to fuck you, baby?”
His eyes danced with humour, and he let his legs fall aside. “What gave me away?”
I chuckled. “Throwing the condoms at me was a decent first clue.”
He snorted and rewrapped his legs around my hips, niftily rolling me onto my back in a surprise move that caught me off guard. When he straddled my hips, I was once again struck by the collage of bruises spanning his chest. But when I tried to trace the pattern with my fingers, he took my hand and kissed the palm.
“I’m fine.” He ran the tip of his finger down my nose and throat, all the way to my leaking cock. “Time for the sixth principal.”
I chuckled. “This should be good.” I reached for his leaking dick, but Thaddeus scooted out of reach.
He lowered his head to put his lips against my ear. “Stamina, my little apprentice. Don’t hold back.” He pulled up and stareddown at me, those golden eyes drilling deep into my soul. “I want it to hurt just a little, Ryder. I want to feel it. I want to fly.”
And I want to forget... about him.Thaddeus didn’t need to say the words for me to know that’s what he meant. I understood that was part, if not all, of what this was between us. I needed to be good with that, or I needed to walk away.
Sensible words.
If a person chose to listen.
“I can do that,” I promised. “Principle seven.”
Thaddeus arched a brow.
“Follow through and deliver.”
He grinned and reached for the condom on the pillow beside me. He pulled it from the foil and rolled it down my throbbing cock. The squeeze was almost enough to push me over. I shoved his hand away and breathed through the urge while he watched, a smirk etched over his face. When I was back under control, I slicked on some lube while Thaddeus shoved a fistful up his arse. I had to drag my eyes away so I didn’t offload there and then; he looked so fucking debauched.
When we were done, I pulled him on top of me, one hand cupping his arse, the other, the back of his neck. “How do you want to do this?”
Thaddeus eyed my cock with a raised brow. “Fuck, Ryder, you’re not exactly small.”
I fought a smile. I wasn’t that long, but yeah, I was thick. I drew him down for a kiss, then brushed my nose against his. “Is that a problem? You know, we don’t have to do this?—”
He swallowed my words with a kiss. “Oh no, baby, we absolutely do have to do this.” He rolled off me and onto his back, hiking his legs and beckoning me on top with a flick of his head. “Get up here.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice.
