Merry Cherry Christmas - Keira Andrews Page 0,64

he gasped for air, letting his mouth open. When he’d jerked off growing up, he’d typically had to be quiet. It’d been all muffled gasps and little cries drowned out by the shower or his face in his pillow. Somehow, having to be quiet with Max excited him even more than when he’d been able to be noisy in his dorm room.

Then Max dropped to his knees, and Jeremy had to muffle a moan. He thought of last night, and how turned on he’d been. Standing with Max—big and muscled and so masculine—kneeling at his feet was shockingly hot. He concentrated on not coming before his jeans were even undone.

“I guess if we’re going to break the rules, we should make it worth our while,” Jeremy whispered.

Max’s chuckle was low, and it sent a shiver down Jeremy’s spine. The shiver morphed into a full-body tremor as Max freed his cock and swallowed it. He hummed around it, the vibration making Jeremy gasp so loudly he clapped a hand over his own mouth.

Max only chuckled again, and it was all lips and tongue and spit and breath and perfection. Jeremy had to touch him, holding Max’s head with both hands, careful not to pull his hair. Having Max’s mouth on him again was everything he’d imagined. His balls were so tight. He wasn’t going to last, but God, he wanted to.

He couldn’t stop the thrust of his hips, and Max choked a bit. “Sorry!” Jeremy hissed, drawing back and releasing Max’s head.

Max let go of the spit-wet shaft, breathing deeply. Eyes on Jeremy’s, he traced his own lips with the head, licking the drops of pre-cum with a groan. Then he took Jeremy’s hands and put them back on his head.

“Fuck my mouth. Hard as you want.”

Those words almost made him come. “Oh, Jesus.”

Breathing shallowly, his throat dry, Jeremy guided himself inside. Max closed his lips around him, nodding. Jeremy thrust an inch or two. He didn’t want to hurt him, but Max nodded again, taking hold of Jeremy’s hips in his open jeans, urging him on.

Jeremy barely found his rhythm before he shot his load, groaning way too loudly. Max swallowed and held him pinned to the sink by his hips, milking him until Jeremy’s knees were about to give out and it was too much.

Max stood, looming over him and holding him close. He rubbed Jeremy’s back and nuzzled his head, and Jeremy wanted to stay there forever, warm and sated and…liked.

“You like me, right?” Jeremy cringed. He’d said it out loud, hadn’t he?

But Max didn’t laugh at him. He drew back, his gaze serious. “I like you a ton. I’m sorry I put the brakes on. We can definitely stop pretending we’re only friends.” He grimaced. “Although if we tell my family, they’ll just be so annoying about it. It’s not you, it’s a hundred percent them.”

Jeremy laughed. “It’s okay. It can be our little secret. We still have to obey the house rules anyway.”

Max brushed their noses together. “I need to come first.”

He stroked the bulge of Max’s cock. “You want me to make you come?” It was a dumb question—duh, the answer was pretty obvious—but it gave Jeremy a thrill to ask it out loud.

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to.” With a shuddery breath, Jeremy reached for Max’s fly, backing him up to lean on the door. Max groaned.

“Then hell yes, baby. Make me come.”

Max was rock hard when Jeremy sank to his knees and freed his cock. At eye level, it looked huge. Tentatively, Jeremy licked the leaking tip, savoring the bitter taste. Not because it tasted particularly good, but because it was Max. He’d fantasized about sucking cock more times than he could count, and now he had a meaty dick and big hairy balls inches from his mouth.

“You don’t have to,” Max murmured, smoothing a hand over Jeremy’s head.

Jeremy pushed his glasses up his nose, meeting Max’s gaze as he took him into his mouth. He sucked on the shaft, tasting warm skin as he moaned. Finally. He licked up and down and around, wrapping a hand around the base and twisting like he’d seen when he and Kara secretly watched porn on her laptop, giggling and curious.

Max must have had far better blow jobs, but he only gave praise. He caressed Jeremy’s hair, whispering how good he was doing, reassuring him in murmurs and touches.

“That feels amazing. I love your mouth. You look so good with my cock in you.”

Jeremy moaned around