Chapter 72
The kiss deepened, heat sparking through Jace’s body like wildfire. Elias’s mouth was insistent, hungry, demanding more than Jace thought he could give but Jace gave anyway, his own need burning through every defense he had left.
Their tongues tangled, the taste of whiskey still strong on Elias’s lips, and Jace melted against him, his fingers clawing at Elias’s shirt as though he could tear straight through to skin.
When Elias pulled back, breath ragged, Jace blinked in disoriented need. But Elias did not go far just strode to the door, the sharp click of the lock echoing. He turned, eyes dark, jaw tight, and crossed the room with the kind of purpose that made Jace’s pulse pound in his throat.
And then Elias was on him again.
The kiss was rougher this time, Elias’s hands bracketing Jace’s face, thumbs pressing into his jaw as if to hold him there forever. Jace whimpered against his lips, opening for him, letting Elias devour him.
Jace’s hands found his way down Elias’s chest, to the belt cinching his waist. Fingers fumbling with the buckle, he tugged it free, yanking it loose with a sharp hiss of leather sliding against metal. He broke the kiss just long enough to shove Elias’s trousers down, his heart hammering.
And there it was Elias cock thick, heavy and already straining with need. Jace’s breath caught, hunger ripping through him. He dropped to his knees before he could think better of it, the carpet biting into him as he wrapped one trembling hand around the base of Elias’s cock.
Elias hissed through his teeth, head tipping back as Jace leaned in. His tongue flicked across the tip, tasting salt, tasting him. He licked again, slower this time, savoring the way Elias’s body jolted above him.
Then Jace parted his lips and took the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive ridge until Elias groaned, low and feral.
“Fuck…” Elias’s voice was hoarse, broken. His hand slid into Jace’s hair, gripping tight but not pushing, just trembling with restraint.
Jace hollowed his cheeks and sucked, teasing him, torturing him, until Elias’s hips jerked forward despite himself. And then Jace gave him more sliding his mouth deeper, inch by inch, until his throat closed around Elias’s cock. His eyes watered, his jaw ached, but he did not stop. He did not want to.
He wanted to make elias cum.
Wanted Elias to remember this moment forever.
Elias’s moans grew rougher, louder, filling the office like thunder. His control frayed with every bob of Jace’s head, every swirl of his tongue. Jace’s throat tightened around his cock again and again, until Elias’s restraint finally shattered.
“Jace...” The warning was strangled, guttural.
And then he came, spilling hot down Jace’s throat. Jace swallowed greedily, his own cock aching, his chest heaving as Elias trembled above him, his hand fisting tight in Jace’s hair.
When Elias finally opened his eyes, Jace was still on his knees, lips swollen, chin wet, gaze dark with hunger.
Elias did not speak. He only reached down, lifted Jace up like he weighed nothing, and set him down on the desk. Papers scattered, a pen clattered to the floor, but neither cared.
In the next breath, Elias was on his knees now, hands shoving Jace’s trousers down until they were tangled at his ankles. Jace’s cock sprang free, flushed and dripping, and Elias did not hesitate.
His mouth closed around him, hot and wet, and Jace cried out, his head falling back against the polished wood.
“Elias.. fuuuccck... ” His voice cracked as pleasure ripped through him. Elias’s tongue teased along the vein, his lips sealing tight as he sucked hard enough to make Jace’s toes curl.
He clutched at the desk, nails digging grooves into the surface, every muscle straining. Elias worked him mercilessly, his mouth sliding up and down in steady rhythm until Jace’s hips were bucking helplessly, chasing the heat, desperate for release.
It came fast, his body breaking under the onslaught. With a strangled moan, Jace spilled into Elias’s mouth, his whole body trembling as waves of ecstasy tore through him.
When it was over, Elias licked him clean, slow and deliberate, before rising again. His mouth met Jace’s in a kiss messy and desperate, tasting of both of them.
“I’m sorry…” Elias whispered between kisses, his breath warm against Jace’s lips. “For tying you up.”
Jace let out a broken laugh, pulling him closer. “Shut up… and put that big cock in me.”
That was all Elias needed.
He shoved Jace back onto the desk, papers crumpling beneath him, and lined himself up without hesitation. No foreplay this time, no teasing. Just raw need.
Elias pushed his hard and throbbing cock into jace wet hole. The stretch was sharp and burning, but Jace moaned, arching into it, begging for more.
“oh Daddy fuck me harder”
Elias drove into him harder and faster, his hands gripping Jace’s hips so tight they would bruise. Each thrust slammed deep, shaking the desk, rattling the glass.
Jace clutched at Elias’s shoulders, nails clawing at fabric, his cries echoing in the office. The sting turned to pleasure, to heat so consuming he thought he would break apart. He had missed the feeling of this.
Elias’s rhythm grew rougher, almost brutal, each thrust carrying years of anger, years of hunger. Jace matched him, meeting every stroke, lost in the storm of it.
The pressure built fast, coiling low in Jace’s belly, until he was gasping and begging, his voice breaking "ohhh daddy i think I'm about to cum..."
When he finally came, it was with a cry that tore through the silence, his release spilling hot between them, painting his own stomach.
The tight clench of his wet hole dragged Elias with him. With a final thrust, Elias groaned, spilling inside him, his entire frame trembling as he buried himself deep.
For a moment, there was nothing but their ragged breaths, the faint scent of sex filling the air, and the tremble of the desk beneath them.
Elias collapsed forward, his forehead pressed to Jace’s shoulder, their bodies still joined, sweat sticking skin to skin.
And Jace despite everything, despite the mess of their lives, despite the danger of what lay ahead wrapped his arms around him and held on.