AllFreeNovel
Share Us
But something about the way his clients stared at him was different from the way Victor watched him now.
Victor’s expression was reverent, like he wanted to pay the sort of worship that came from his soul, not from his raging lust.
And it made Oliver feel precious and protected.
“How do we do this?” Victor asked. He was tracing the spot where the panties’ elastic was digging into Oliver’s waist.
Oliver considered their heights, and then he dropped down to the cushions lengthwise. At first, he stretched his legs out, then realized that it was possible Victor needed more support, so he propped his legs up at an angle.
“Sit on my dick,” he said.
Victor choked on a laugh. “Sit on your dick?”
“It’ll feel good. Trust me.”
Victor stared down at him with dark eyes. “I do trust you.”
That was…too much. Way too much.
Luckily, Oliver could shove that to the side for a while because Victor was bracing himself on the arm of the sofa, right above Oliver’s head, and using his other hand to help lift his leg, straddling Oliver’s waist. There was an elegance to his inelegance, Oliver mused as he watched Victor’s stiff body adjust to the position.
He shifted slightly lower against the arm of the couch, and then he reached around and cupped Victor’s pert ass. It was just as tight as the rest of him. “Can you kneel up and thrust?”
Victor’s brow furrowed in thought, and then he braced both hands on the arm again and lifted up onto his knees. Oliver adjusted himself lower—lower—until the length of Victor’s dick could comfortably slide down his throat.
It was the most work he’d ever put into a sex position, and he hoped to God it would live up to the hype because Victor deserved to come his brains out.
“I can’t wait to taste your dick.”
“I don’t have a condom,” Victor murmured.
Oliver reached for his jeans, snagging them off the floor with a pinch of fingers. He shook them out, then pulled a condom out of his back pocket. “I’ve decided that for the time we’re together, I’m always going to be prepared to suck you off. No matter where we are.”
Victor groaned softly as Oliver went for his trousers, getting them unbuttoned and unzipped and halfway down his thighs. Victor’s cock sprang out from the slit in his boxer briefs. It was flushed dark purple, uncircumcised, with the head gently poking out of the foreskin. It had a slight curve up, and Oliver followed the shape of it with a tight, slow stroke before leaning up to press a hot kiss to the tip.
Victor was leaking a steady stream, and although Oliver knew he was playing with danger, he licked his lips to taste it.
“So good,” he murmured. He wanted to tell Victor that someday—when all of this was over and their lives looked different—he’d swallow his come like it was a fucking protein shake. But that lie would only hurt them both.
Putting the corner of the condom in his mouth, he tore the package open, then stroked Victor twice more before pressing it to the tip. He pushed up on one elbow, caught Victor’s gaze with his own, then fit his lips against the latex.
“What—” Victor started, but he trailed off as Oliver pushed forward and rolled it on with his mouth. “Fu…Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ,” Victor babbled.
Oliver grinned, pleased with himself as he lay back and stared up at Victor with the softest doe eyes he could manage.
“You’re such a good boy,” Victor growled, touching his cheek.
Oliver’s dick twitched so hard he thought it was having a goddamn seizure. He rocked his hips up against Victor’s ass as he leaned up again and guided Victor closer. “Do you want to fuck my mouth?”
Victor bit his lip, and for a moment, Oliver thought he might be changing his mind, and then he let out a trembling breath. “I’m afraid I’m going to shoot off too fast again.”
“You have no idea how hot that is,” Oliver told him. “Please don’t hold back. You asked me what I wanted, right?”
“Yes,” Victor said quietly.
“Well, I want to see you lose it over me. I want to see you so goddamn turned on, you almost nut before I can even touch you. I want to see you slip your dick down my throat and lose control.”
Victor held himself up with one hand, using the other to hold his cock, and he traced the head around Oliver’s lips. “You really like that you’re so unbelievably sexy I literally can’t stop myself from coming in my pants?”
