Moonstruck by Onley James

Author:Onley James [James, Onley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Onley James Books

Jericho jerked awake, his heart racing, gaze darting around the shadows as he tried to remember where he was. His shoulders sagged when he saw Atticus starfished naked on his belly, snoring softly, back rising and falling rhythmically.

He’d been dreaming. He didn’t remember the specifics, but it had definitely been about Mercy. She haunted his thoughts. He pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes, trying to rub away the remnants of uneasiness still remaining.

They hadn’t made it home until well after midnight, showering and then collapsing in bed without eating. In their exhaustion, they’d left the bathroom light on and its faint white glow cut directly across Atticus’s waist, highlighting the deep dip just before the generous swell of his backside. Jericho couldn’t drag his gaze away. He laid back down, rolling onto his side before allowing himself to reach out and trace the steep curve of his ass, continuing his caress upwards along the knobs of his spine, then back down again.

Jericho smirked as Atticus made a happy noise in his sleep. He loved being touched, craved it even. He’d never fucking admit it, but he couldn’t hide the way his body responded when Jericho so much as brushed up against him, always wanting more, even if he refused to admit it.

In sleep, he couldn’t deny it. His brain wasn’t reminding him of all the reasons he shouldn’t want Jericho’s touch; it only reacted. Once more, Jericho traced the lines of Atticus’s body, letting his fingers traverse the dark furrow between his cheeks, fingertips teasing against his hole before dipping lower to graze his balls. Atticus sighed, parting his legs.

Jericho carefully scooted closer, letting his lips graze one freckled shoulder as his fingers played over his entrance once more, testing his theory. Atticus made another appreciative noise, arching his back slightly.

Fuck. That was so hot.

Jericho’s cock throbbed. He rolled, grabbing the lube that still sat on the nightstand, coating his fingers. He let his mouth explore whatever skin he came in contact with as he reached down to massage his hole. When Atticus didn’t protest, Jericho pushed a finger inside, squeezing his eyes shut as his body accepted his finger in that tight heat, sucking him deeper without resistance.

He kissed his way along Atticus’s throat, his ear, his cheek, pumping his finger in and out. Atticus was totally at his mercy. Totally his. He slid free of his body before pushing in with two fingers, moaning when Atticus offered no resistance. He found his prostate, rubbing over it until Atticus made a helpless sound that went all the way to Jericho’s aching dick.

He couldn’t stop himself, didn’t want to. He pulled his fingers free, kneeling between Atticus’s splayed legs. Jericho lubed his cock, blanketing himself over Atticus to run the slick crown between his cheeks until it caught on his rim.

He didn’t push in, no matter how much he wanted to. Instead, he nuzzled behind Atticus’s ear. “You awake, Freckles?”

“I am now,” Atticus grumbled sleepily.

“Me too,” Jericho said, letting Atticus feel his length pressing against his hole.

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