Julian Sterling shot him a brief glance, not bothering to answer as he continued his contemplation. He did not remember the plot details clearly, so he did not know what Aaron Sterling was targeting this land for. His slender fingers tapped rhythmically against the edge of the laptop, his eyes gazing distantly in deep thought.
Ethan Caldwell scratched his chin upon seeing Julian like this.
How could he be so adorable?
Ethan climbed onto the bed, pulling Julian's entire body into his embrace and burying his face in the crook of Julian's neck, while Julian's eyes watched the images on the computer screen. He also did not quite understand why the Sterling Group was targeting this area. If Aaron had the authority to purchase this land, it meant Richard Sterling had agreed to it as well. Ultimately, what benefit persuaded the Sterling family to agree to buy such a relatively wild piece of land?
Sometimes, Ethan was also surprised by his own decisions. Initially, he just wanted to give the Sterling Group a nudge, but when he realized the person in charge of this project was Aaron, and Julian clearly showed that he hated Aaron, Ethan directly seized the rights to buy it himself.
In this life, Ethan had never been so impulsive; he did not expect to be so capricious just for Julian. Especially considering he himself did not know what to do with that lot of land.
Ethan curled his lips into a smile.
Oh well, Grandpa Arthur had said that when you bring a wife home, you must spoil them. Spending a little money did not matter.
Thinking this, Ethan kissed the ear of the person in his arms, then reached out to close Julian's laptop and set it aside.
"No need to think anymore. When we are free, I will have someone drive you around there to take a look. After all, it is land in our pockets now; Aaron cannot snatch it away."
Julian reflected on this and found it true; there was nothing he could do now except spend time making inquiries. Excessive worry would only lead to chaos. Right now, just the mention of Aaron made him agitated, wanting to quickly grasp his weakness.
Honestly, knowing the person who wanted to kill you was constantly lurking nearby, who wouldn't worry?
It was not until he stopped thinking nonsense about that land that Julian realized the person harassing him. Ethan opened his mouth to capture Julian's ear, his hot tongue wrapping around the earlobe, occasionally sucking on it. His large hand was equally naughty; it slid along Julian's spine, then slipped inside the hem of his shirt, catching the small nub on his chest.
"Mmm..." A numbing sensation washed over him, causing Julian to moan softly. He used his hand to slap that naughty hand, asking, "What are you doing?"
"I bought the whole lot of land for you; aren't you going to thank me?"
"If you want to fuck, just say so; what a terrible excuse." Julian swatted Ethan's hand away and turned around, kneeling over Ethan. "Ethan, we do it every day. Aren't you afraid that in the future this place won't be able to get hard?"
As he spoke, Julian grabbed Ethan's meat rod. Even through a layer of clothing, he could still feel its massiveness. Initially, the thing was only slightly erect, but now that he was teasing it, it became harder and harder.
"I still have to satisfy you, don't I? How could it not get hard?" Ethan said while pressing his hand over Julian's, guiding him to rub that object.
Julian disgustedly pushed his hand away, pouting. "You aren't afraid of kidney failure, but I am. Doing it every day, who can stand it? I'm not doing it!"
Saying this, Julian intended to climb off Ethan, but was grabbed by the wrist and pulled back, causing him to tumble onto Ethan. The man whispered into his ear with a husky voice, "If you make me cum first, I will let you off today, okay baby?"
As he spoke, Ethan took Julian's hand and placed it on his member, receiving a sharp glare from Julian in return.
Julian pouted, reluctantly rubbing the object through the fabric. Ethan's part had completely awakened, pitching a small tent. Julian played with it for a moment, then his fair hand pulled down Ethan's pajama pants, revealing black underwear.
The area was taut, and the fabric around the glans was wet with pre-cum. The underwear was quite tight, displaying the perfect shape of the "giant" that had bullied him for the past few nights.
Julian did not rush to grab it but leaned down slightly to observe. His breath ghosted over the little guy, earning increasingly heavy breathing from Ethan. He shot a teasing glance at Ethan, seemingly unintentional, then used his fingertips to slide along the thick cylindrical shaft. Through the thin layer of fabric, this teasing sensation made Ethan feel very uncomfortable. His meat rod was rock hard, desperate to burst out of its shell, fiercely throbbing against that naughty hand.
However, Julian refused to release it. Instead, he traced the shape of the meat rod with his finger. His fingertip occasionally grazed the glans, deliberately pressing down lightly, successfully hearing Ethan inhale a sharp breath.
Julian smirked softly. His fingertip slid along the edge of the underwear, gliding over Ethan's defined abdominal muscles, then followed the lines of muscle to slip inside the underwear. The silky fingertip caressed the large, round mushroom head; he could even feel the sticky fluid oozing from the small opening at the top.
He lifted the waistband slightly. The meat rod that had been suppressed immediately sprang up, exposing the wet glans above the edge of the pants. Julian circled his finger on the tip of the penis, then turned to look at Ethan's face. Pursing his red lips, he said innocently, "Ethan, it is so cute."
Julian could feel Ethan's meat rod grow larger, and his breathing became significantly heavier. Just as Ethan was about to reach out to grab his hand, Julian caught Ethan's hand instead, giggling, "Oh, Ethan, you are being naughty. Didn't you say you would let me do it?"