Page 103 of Once in a Lifetime, Part 2

“Kiss me here,” Ody whispered, tilting his head, exposing his neck.

Mano followed, his full lips finding the spot. He felt the hardness press against him and glanced down. “Damn. You’re fast.”

“It’s not my fault…” Ody breathed. “You’re so fucking hot.”

A small smirk tugged at Mano’s lips.

Ody hesitated. “Mano…”

“What is it, mikre?”

“My arm… I can’t really…” He didn’t finish.

Mano’s smirk faded as his hands moved to Ody’s belt. “Then… maybe…”

Ody’s eyes widened.

Mano undid it slowly, unzipping, pulling the fabric down as Ody lifted his hips to help. His hand hovered, then settled over him. He swallowed, looking away. “Do you… want me to?”

“You mean…”

“Because your arm… I thought maybe I could… I mean, I can try…” His cheeks flushed.

Ody’s chest tightened at the sight.

Then Mano looked up again. “But I don’t know if I’ll be good, so no smartass comments, okay?”

Ody smiled, brushing his thumb along his cheek. “I’m sure you’ll do amazing.”

Chapter 22

Mano glanced at Ody’s boxer briefs but didn’t move. Ody took the initiative, sliding them down and pulling them off completely. He didn’t take his eyes off him, while Mano kept looking away. Ody took his hand and placed it over his hardness. Mano stiffened, his jaw tightening as he stared out the window. “Can you feel how hard I am for you?”

Mano closed his eyes, breathing through his nose, his head still turned to the side.

Ody guided his hand lower, pressing it against his balls. “I can’t wait for you to finally taste me.”

“S-shut up…” Mano mumbled.

Ody chuckled. “Don’t make me wait any longer. My balls are gonna explode,” he groaned, his body moving against his touch.

Mano shot him a look. “You have your way with words.”

“Always.” Ody smirked, tightening his grip on Mano’s hand and drawing him closer until their bodies brushed. “Remember how you licked that ice cream?”

“Jesus Christ, Ody…” Mano turned his head away.

Ody grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in, crushing their lips together. “Give me your tongue,” he murmured into the kiss, and Mano did.

Their tongues moved together, drawing a low grunt from Mano.

“You can try something like that around my cock,” Ody said.

Their gazes met, Mano’s cheeks flushing. He swallowed and moved down, sliding onto the mattress. His hands braced against it, his tongue slipping out just a little as he leaned in, then hesitated. “D-don’t look at me.”

Ody, who had been watching, lifted his arms and covered his face. “I won’t.”

Mano looked down again. He let his tongue brush along Ody’s shaft. Ody let out a breath, his muscles tensing. Making sure he wasn’t being watched, Mano moved lower, dragging his tongue from the base up to the tip.