Mr. Perfect (Sinister in Savannah #2) - Aimee Nicole Walker Page 0,59
a moan of pleasure when Felix pushed his tongue between Jude’s parted lips. Jude met his aggression head-on by closing his lips around the invader and sucking it deeper.
They reached for each other at the same time. Jude slipped his hand beneath Felix’s T-shirt while Felix tore Jude’s shirt open, sending buttons skittering across the hardwood floor.
Jude broke the kiss to glance at the damage. “This is my favorite shirt,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. When their eyes met again, Felix saw the blown pupils and knew they were on the same page.
“I’ll buy you two more just like it,” Felix said, shoving the shirt off Jude’s broad shoulders and down his arms. He reached shaking hands out to touch Jude’s hard chest but was derailed when Jude yanked Felix’s T-shirt up and off.
They crashed into each other, bare flesh to bare flesh. Felix melted into Jude’s heat. Their hands and mouths started roaming, each of them knowing where to touch the other to draw out whimpers and moans. Jude scraped his fingernails over Felix’s sensitive nipples before pinching and rolling them between his thumbs and index fingers. Felix trailed kisses and bites along Jude’s neck while getting two handfuls of Jude’s muscular ass.
Felix burned hotter with each suckle, kiss, nip, and touch. Much more of this and his organs might liquify, turning him into jelly at Jude’s feet.
“Tell me you haven’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss,” Jude whispered.
“I haven’t.” Then Felix latched on to the spot on Jude’s neck that made him insane. He sucked hard, knowing he was going to mark Jude. Felix relaxed his lips and pulled back, admiring the angry flesh. He ran his tongue over it to soothe, then continued licking a path upward until he reached Jude’s earlobe. He bit down before pressing his lips to Jude’s ear. “Nor could I stop thinking about what I wanted to happen next.”
“What was that?”
Instead of answering, Felix dropped to his knees and reached for Jude’s belt.
“Felix,” Jude moaned, fisting Felix’s hair.
Felix continued leaving love bites on Jude’s abdomen while he released the belt and opened Jude’s pants. He felt the arousal thrumming through Jude’s body, and when he pressed his nose against Jude’s briefs, Felix smelled it. He couldn’t wait for a taste.
“Felix, wait,” Jude said, pulling his head up to meet his gaze. “As much as I want to feel your mouth on me, I don’t want you to regret it afterward. There’s more we should talk about.”
Felix nodded. “Okay, fine. You didn’t steal my idea for your senior project. We’d all tossed out ideas during a round-robin session. I mentioned ethics in journalism as an option but ultimately didn’t select it for my final project, which made it fair game. You took the idea and ran with it and deserved the praise Professor Alexander heaped on you.”
Felix tugged Jude’s pants and underwear down enough to expose the head of his dick. He inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of Jude’s arousal. He tore his gaze off Jude’s mammoth dick to look up into his eyes. “You were getting too close again. I had to grasp on to anything that would give me an excuse to push you away.”
Jude ran the back of his hand along Felix’s cheek. “I didn’t mean—”
Felix turned his head and nipped Jude’s thumb hard enough to make him suck in a sharp breath. “Weren’t you the one who told me to follow my instincts?” Jude nodded. “That’s what I’m doing.”
Felix leaned forward and swiped his tongue over the swollen head of Jude’s cock, capturing the pearl of precum gathered there. Fuck, he tasted even better than Felix remembered. It encouraged him to yank Jude’s pants and underwear down to his knees and deep throat him until Felix choked.
Felix ignored the warning and bobbed his head up and down Jude’s shaft, applying the perfect amount of pressure to make Jude’s muscular, hairy thighs tremble beneath Felix’s hands.
“My balls,” Jude urged. He’d always been the dominant and bold one, bordering on bossy. Jude parted his legs as far as they’d go within the confines of the dress pants at his knees.
Felix released Jude’s cock with a wet plop and sucked a taut orb into his mouth. Then paid equal attention to the other before licking Jude’s taint.
“Get up here,” Jude growled. “I always make you come first.” He hooked his hands beneath Felix’s armpits, but Felix sank his