Page 46 of Controlled Drift
Chapter Nine
It was hard for Nikoto believe how far the two of them had come in a few short days.He had gone from confused ex-lover, not knowing why Ethan left him, longing to touch, to kiss, to love the man that held his heart for the past three and a half years, but not able to do so, to this.A true partner in every sense of the word.
There was no moment of the day that he did not want to be with Ethan, and there was no future in his mind that existed without Ethan in his life.And wasn’t that just the damnedest thing.
Ethan tilted his head back as Niko crowded him, giving him more access without even realizing it.Niko took full advantage, mouth open against the sensitive skin of Ethan’s throat, teeth grazing just enough to make him gasp.
“Jesus, Niko,” Ethan breathed, hips rocking forward instinctively when he felt Niko hard against him.“You don’t even try, and you’ve already got me wrecked.”
Niko huffed a quiet laugh against his neck.“That goes both ways, love.You breathe near me, and I’m done for.”
He turned Ethan in his arms to pull his back against his chest, reached around and tugged Ethan’s t-shirt free from his jeans, hands sliding under fabric like he’d been starving for the right to touch him.Because he had been.Then his fingers dipped lower, past the waistband, closing around Ethan’s cock.
“Fuck—” Ethan jerked forward, breath breaking as Niko’s grip tightened.“Yeah, okay.You win.I’m not pretending I can think straight anymore.”
Niko groaned at the feel of him—hard, warm, already slick—and turned them toward the bed without letting even an inch of space form between them.“We can talk later,” he muttered.“Right now, I need you.”
Ethan laughed softly, a sound that was half disbelief and half relief.“Well, as it so happens, I need you too.”
“That does work out perfectly,” Niko said, teeth back at his neck, already leaving marks.“You feel so good in my arms.”
By the time they hit the edge of the bed, they were both breathing hard.Niko pulled his hand away, both of them groaning at the loss.
“I want you in my mouth,” Niko said, voice low and rough.“I cannot tell you how many times I imagined this over these last three damn years.”
Ethan didn’t bother with a reply—he just started stripping, movements fluid, controlled even now.Niko, as always, was faster, clothes discarded without grace or dignity, eyes locked on Ethan like he might disappear if he blinked.
Ethan was half naked when Niko dropped to his knees in front of him and took him in without warning, swallowing him down until his lips pressed tight to his skin.
“Oh, fuck—Niko.”Ethan’s hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling hard.“You have no idea how good this feels—”
Niko looked up at him, eyes dark, wicked, absolutely focused, tongue flattening against the sensitive underside of Ethan’s cock.Ethan’s knees nearly gave out.
“Keep looking at me,” Niko murmured around him.“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”
Ethan tried.He really did.But when Niko used his teeth, just a little, his entire body shuddered, and he saw his eyes slide closed.
“Christ—yeah, like that.You’re going to kill me.”
Niko smiled and took him deeper, tongue and suction working him until Ethan’s hands were shaking, breath coming in broken gasps.When Ethan finally lost control, Niko swallowed everything, hands gripping his hips like he meant to hold him upright through it.
