Page 51 of Ride the Lightning
Avery raked his eyes over Jonah’s stretched-out body. “So, what? You’re just going to lie there and make me do all the work?”
Jonah ached to kiss his smart mouth. “Just this once.”
“More like every day at work,” Avery fired back, heaving a sigh like he was really put out. “If I must.” Avery straddled Jonah’s thighs and reached between his legs. “I love your hairy balls,” he said, massaging Jonah’s nuts with one hand. “And this too,” he added, tugging Jonah’s trimmed pubic hair with his other.
“Goes with my hairy ass,” Jonah said, cupping Avery’s face. “I love all the ways you’re different from me. Soft where I’m rough and smooth where I’m hairy. Ride me.”
Avery positioned himself and aligned Jonah’s cock to his pucker.
“Nice and slow,” Jonah cautioned.
Avery lowered himself onto the first few inches, releasing a whimpering gasp that clawed at Jonah’s control. Bracing his hands on Jonah’s pecs, Avery rocked his hips until he’d buried Jonah’s cock to the hilt inside him. “I feel so full.”
Jonah kept his hands tucked beneath his head, but he really wanted to hold on to Avery’s hips while he fucked himself on Jonah’s erection. Avery smiled wickedly, sensing Jonah’s struggle and reveling in it.
“Look at those straining biceps,” Avery murmured. “You want to touch me so badly.”
“I am touching you,” Jonah countered. “In the most intimate way possible.”
“Mmmhmm,” Avery said, slowly grinding his hips. “I like the hair on your chest too. Not too thick but the perfect amount to run my fingers through or hold on to when I’m fucking you.” Avery demonstrated by fisting one hand in Jonah’s chest hair and tugging it while rocking his hips faster. “Makes me want to pet you.”
“Pet me,” Jonah said.
He’d never given his chest hair much thought. He knew a lot of guys shaved theirs off, and maybe he would too if he’d sported fur like an animal pelt. Jonah was so damn grateful he’d left his alone when Avery started purring in the back of his throat while smoothing a hand over Jonah’s chest.
Jonah stifled the urge to roll Avery to his back and pound his sweet ass. “I’m at your mercy,” he reminded Avery.
Avery chuckled, and his fluid hips momentarily faltered from their hypnotic rhythm. “We both know you’re much stronger and could do whatever you wish to me.”
“I am bigger and stronger, and I could hurt you, but I won’t. Not ever. When you believe me, I’ll pin you to the bed beneath my weight and fuck you.”
Avery moaned, rocking his hips faster. “So, this is a trust-building exercise.”
Jonah grinned. “I take my role as a mentorveryseriously.”
“Mmmm,” Avery agreed, releasing his grip on Jonah to run his hands over his own smooth chest while riding every inch of Jonah’s throbbing cock. “And here I thought it was a test of wills.” Avery’s breath hitched every time Jonah’s dick nudged his gland. “You don’t want to lose control, but I want you to so very badly.”
It was almost Jonah’s undoing, but he just fisted his hands tighter.
Avery licked his swollen lips. “So close.”
“Are you talking about my control snapping or your orgasm?” Jonah asked, his voice sounding hoarse and raw.
“Both,” Avery said, his voice a higher octave as he inched closer to climax. Jonah expected Avery to reach for his dick and start jerking himself off, but he grabbed onto Jonah’s pecs again. Avery rode Jonah faster and harder, his tight ass bouncing against Jonah’s strained thighs until he cried out and splattered Jonah’s abdomen and chest with cum.
“I win,” Avery said, smiling triumphantly down at Jonah as sweat trickled down his body. He swirled a finger through the mess he made.
Jonah’s tenuous grip on his control snapped. He snaked a hand forward and grabbed Avery’s wrist, lifting the dripping finger to his lips. He sucked the digit into his mouth, tasting Avery’s salty essence. After he finished, Jonah released Avery. “You finished first, but you didn’t win,” Jonah said.
In the next heartbeat, he’d grabbed Avery’s hips and rolled him to his back, pinning the smaller man beneath him. Jonah gave them both what they wanted, snapping his hips forward hard enough to make Avery’s eyes roll back in his head. “We’re both winners.”
“Yes!” Avery cried out.
He fucked Avery relentlessly, reducing his lover to a quivering, moaning, and groaning mess. Jonah shouted victoriously as he came, pumping the condom full. When he finished, he moved to roll off Avery, but he tightened his arms and legs around Jonah, keeping him in place. They both knew Jonah could break the hold just as they knew he wouldn’t.
Avery slid his hands into Jonah’s sweaty hair and pulled him down for a long kiss. When they broke apart several minutes later, Jonah eased out of Avery, then lay down beside him.
“Now comes the favorite part of my fantasy,” Avery said. Jonah’s brain was too fuck-blissed to even guess, but luckily, Avery took pity on him. “After-sex cuddling.” Jonah lifted his arm and Avery tucked himself up against his side, resting his head on Jonah’s chest. He made these little contented purring noises that made Jonah smile. “God, cuddling with you is even better than I imagined. If this is a dream, I don’t want anyone to wake me up.”