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Tense silence ensued, only the sound of the tires on pavement filling the space between them, and Hunter closed his eyes, trying to will his body to stand down. Mortification bled through him when his efforts didn’t do a damn thing, his dick only getting harder.
Finally, after a long minute, Devon cleared his throat. When he spoke, something in his tone had changed. “Move the jacket away.”
Hunter opened his eyes, teeth grinding. “No, this is humiliating enough.”
Devon gave him another once over and then peered out the window as if to verify where they were. He unhooked his seatbelt. “Move the jacket and unzip your pants.”
“What?” Hunter’s stomach clenched. “Dev.”
“I keep trying to stay on my side of the line, but I think we’ve already passed the point of no return tonight. After that kiss, we’re not going to go home tomorrow and have things go back to normal. Maybe we passed the point a long time ago. I was going to tell you tonight that I’m moving into my own place off campus.”
“What?”
Dev slid off his seat and went to his knees in front of Hunter. He grabbed the jacket and tossed it to the side, revealing Hunter’s now rock hard erection. “You won’t have to share space with me much longer. You’ll have an out. So tonight, let’s go with what we know. For whatever reason, you want this. And I want you. Tell me no and it stops.” Devon’s fingers hovered over the fly of Hunter’s jeans. “Tell me to stop.”
Hunter wet his lips. Stayed silent.
Dev unfastened the button on Hunter’s jeans and then pulled down the zipper, keeping his eyes on Hunter’s face as if expecting him to throw up the red flag. Blood rushed through Hunter’s ears at the simple contact, and his heart thumped against his ribs, but he didn’t say a word. The moving out thing they could talk about later. Right now, Devon was right. Hunter wanted this. It scared the hell out of him, but it didn’t change the facts.
Devon slid his hand into the fly of Hunter’s boxers and wrapped velvet fingers around his cock, making Hunter shudder with so many needy things, he couldn’t pick a sensation to go with.
“Jesus,” Devon said, losing a little bit of his own composure. “You’re big everywhere.”
It should’ve felt awkward, having another guy comment on his dick size, but somehow it only made him hotter. “I get that all the time.”
Devon snorted. “Cocky asshole.”
But before Hunter could respond, Devon was tugging down Hunter’s jeans and boxers. Hunter’s erection bobbed between them. And for one crystalized moment, everything seemed surreal. His best friend was between his thighs about to suck him off. Devon was about to suck him off. A dart of panic went through him, but then Dev dragged his tongue over the head of Hunter’s cock with a slow coaxing lick, and the fear dissipated like bubbles in soda pop.
Hunter’s fingers gripped the edge of the limo seat, a choked noise getting caught in his throat, and Devon eased his mouth down over him. Wet, hot suction and a talented tongue engulfed him. Hunter tilted his head back against the seat and cursed as pure, untempered wanting washed through him.
Devon pulled off, his breath balmy on the crown of Hunter’s cock. “Look at me.”
The loss of the stimulation was so acute, Hunter had to fight the urge not to grab Dev’s hair and push him back down. “What?”
“A blow job is a blow job if you have your eyes closed. If you want your questions answered, watch who’s doing it to you.”
Hunter sucked in a deep breath and lifted his head to look down at what was happening. When his eyes met Devon’s, Devon held the gaze and took him back into his mouth. Hunter’s lungs stalled, the connection almost too intense. But then Dev closed his eyes and gave Hunter the space to take in the view without pressure.
Hunter almost couldn’t process the scene, the violet-streaked hair, the scruff of a five ’o clock shadow scraping his thigh, the broad shoulders flexing as Devon worked him over. Tentatively, he reached out and cupped the back of Devon’s head, letting the strands brush over his palm. It felt like he’d entered some bizarro world. But in some odd way, the whole thing felt natural, too. His closest friend was making him feel good. Really good.
Devon slipped his mouth off Hunter’s shaft, replacing the absence with his hand, and his head dipped lower. A hot tongue stroked over Hunter’s balls and probing fingers scraped along the tender underside of his sac.
“Christ.” Hunter’s feet arched from the sensation, spikes of pleasure working up his spine. He was going to come before he blinked at this rate.
“Damn, Hunt,” Devon said, desire heavy in his voice. “I want to taste you everywhere. You’re so fucking sensitive.”
Devon licked his way up the bottom of Hunter’s length and blessedly took him in his mouth again, but his fingers continued to work over the now slick spot behind Hunter’s scrotum. The limo slowed, but Hunter was too forgone to care. “I’m close, Dev.”
Hunter expected him to pull away, finish him with his hand. But Devon didn’t back off, he just took Hunter’s cock deeper, tapping the head against the back of his throat and humming in appreciation.
That did it. Hunter’s back bowed, his fingers tightened on Devon’s head, and release slammed into him. He pumped his hips, rocking into Devon’s mouth like a desperate man, as stabs of blissful sensation ripped through him, and he spilled onto Devon’s tongue. Devon took it all, swallowing him down and gripping his hip to keep him steady.
It was one of the most erotic sights he’d ever seen, Devon’s throat working as he took every bit of Hunter. He couldn’t tear his gaze away, and he pushed himself past the point he’d normally be able to handle to enjoy the moment a little longer. But soon everything went overly sensitive and almost painful, and he had to force himself to pull away. He collapsed back onto the seat in a heap of limp muscles, his hands dropping to his sides.
Devon sat back on his heels and rubbed a thumb over lip to catch a remnant of Hunter’s come. He sucked it of his thumb, and Hunter’s dick gave a final kick at the sight.
Dev nodded at Hunter’s exposed state. “Better get yourself together, big man. I think we just pulled into the drop-off line at the hotel.”
