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“Of course I do.”
“Then stop being so … nine letters, restless in desires.”
Chad tried to think, but Romeo was mouthing at his cock, never taking it in, only touching it with slack lips.
“Come on, Chad.”
He swallowed, rolling his hips, forcing a brain cell to spark in his head. “Impatient. Stop being so impatient.”
“Good, very good.”
Romeo took him to the back of his throat in one deep suck. Chad sighed. His knees gave out a little and he grabbed onto Romeo’s hair. When he tugged it he could smell sweat, mud, and the still night air. The bed was made behind him, clean white sheets, and comfortable pillows, yet Chad found he liked the ache in his spine where he was against the wall and the smell of outdoors invading him with every breath.
Romeo’s stubbled jaw scratched against the tops of his thighs as he sucked him again and again, driving him closer to the uncomfortable climax.
He pulled back with a wet slurp and gazed up at Chad. He saw it then, the darkness studying him, drinking in his reaction. Chad panted, still impatient with desire, but not willing to push the monster’s mouth onto him.
It wasn’t the first time Chad wondered what was going on inside his head. Romeo’s brow shifted and fluttered as if he contemplated a question, but he never asked it. After a minute of Chad clinging on, Romeo smiled like he knew the answer, like he worked it out, and turned his attention back to Chad’s cock.
Nerves tickled in Chad’s stomach, but he didn’t ask, wasn’t sure he wanted to know and Romeo didn’t unburden his thoughts. He was content to keep them for now.
The only sound that came from him was wet when he shoved two of his fingers into his mouth. He sucked off the mud, never breaking eye contact, but lowering his lids as if he enjoyed the taste of the field.
He pulled them out clean, the rest of his hand was still filthy. He let Chad see before brushing his hand against Chad’s inner thigh and testing the firmness of his hole.
Chad stood up on his tiptoes, like that would save him. Not that he wanted to be saved. Romeo stroked him. His wet fingers were heaven and he found himself sinking down on them, tempting them to break the barrier.
Romeo pushed in.
Chad’s hiss morphed into a whimper when Romeo began sucking him again. His two fingers worked their way inside, creeping close to their goal while his thumb pressed on Chad’s perineum, pushing it higher, aiding his fingers on the inside. Romeo toyed with Chad’s prostate, stroking it so gently he went lightheaded.
Romeo took his mouth away. “One question…”
Chad struggled to breathe, his calves shook, and his thighs clenched.“What is it?”
He tipped his head back and panted so loud and fast he couldn’t cling to the air in his lungs.
“Would you kill for me?”
Romeo dragged his fingers against Chad’s prostate and he saw stars.
“Yes,” Chad whispered. “You know I would.”
Romeo returned with his mouth, sucking Chad deep.
“Fuck, Romeo!”
Chad flooded Romeo’s mouth in forceful pulses and slipped down the wall impaling himself deeper as he groaned.
His surrender was absolute, and Romeo knew it.
Weeks of build-up, twenty-four hours of foreplay before he collected Graham then what felt like an hour of sexual torture in the outhouse.
Romeo had a need, but so did Chad.
“Feeling better?”
It took Chad a minute to answer. No matter how many times Romeo told him he could be honest with him about anything, it still made him uncomfortable to say his thoughts out loud, to hear them leave his lips.
