Page 39 of Saving Sawyer


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"I didn't exactly come back to you."

"You're with me, aren't you?"

"Stef—"

"Aren't you?"

"Yes, but—" He rolled his eyes when Stefan pressed a finger against his lips.

"We're together and that means we won."

Sawyer wished he could believe that, but his gut clenched every time he thought about the mechs getting to Stefan. He grabbed Stefan's hands and held them tight. "Please, promise me, you'll be careful. If the mechs get you…" He'd die if he somehow drew them to his love.

"I'll be careful, Sawyer. I promise." Stefan's smile was warm and inviting despite the severity of their conversation. "I have something very special to live for now."

Sawyer frowned.

"You, ya big dummy. I have you to live for now, and I expect you to live for me."

Sawyer smiled at the tremor he heard in Stefan's stern tone. "I escaped the mechs, didn't I?"

"Yes." Stefan smiled before leaning in close to Sawyer. "You most certainly did. The only man to ever escape the mechs after being taken and he's all mine."

Sawyer's eyebrows lifted when he felt something long and hard press against his hip. "That turns you on?"

"Oh yes."

Sawyer melted right there and then. His cock filled, his body ached, and all the blood feeding his brain drained into his groin. The sexy grin on Stefan's face fueled his desire, lighting a flame Sawyer didn't have a single wish to put out.

"Stef," Sawyer hissed.

Stefan didn't say a word. He just molded his body to Sawyer's, chest pressed against chest, thigh against thigh, and cock against cock. Sawyer groaned. Just like that he felt ready to tear Stefan's clothes off and fuck him into the mattress.

Sawyer pulled at Stefan's clothing even as he leaned down to devour his luscious lips. Kissing the man practically doubled as a religious experience. Stefan didn't just kiss. He stroked with his tongue, nibbled with his lips, made Sawyer's knees tremble every time.

The moment his hands encountered naked flesh, Sawyer started exploring. There seemed to always be a new spot to discover, a new moan to be heard, a new way to love on the sexy man.

He scooted off the bed and stood, then stepped back to strip his own clothes off. Stefan's eyes devoured each movement he made. Dropping the last of his clothing on the floor, Sawyer moved to the end of the bed and began crawling up the mattress toward Stefan.

Reaching Stefan's body, Sawyer started kissing and licking, nibbling, whatever naked flesh he could reach. Stefan squirmed beneath him as he slowly kissed his way up the man's inner thigh, his nose nudging Stefan's ball sac. He lightly traced a path over the silky skin. Sawyer delighted in Stefan's soft cries.

Knowing he brought pleasure to his lover gave him more satisfaction than an actual orgasm, and that surprised Sawyer. Not since his first time did he expect to find anything that felt as good as sex.

Knowing he could experience both great sex and giving as much pleasure as possible to Stefan at the same time spurred Sawyer on.

He leaned up and took the head of Stefan's cock into his mouth, nearly gagging when Stefan suddenly bucked, sending his cock deep into Sawyer's mouth. Sawyer grabbed Stefan's hips, anchoring him to the bed before diving back down on his cock. He paid special attention to the underside of the mushroomed head and the small slit on top, knowing that it would drive Stefan wild.

"Fuck!" Stefan groaned. "You're so damn good at that."

Sawyer grinned and sucked the entire shaft into his mouth, pressing his tongue along the small slit. Knowing he didn't have much longer, Sawyer lifted his head. A small smile crossed his lips at Stefan's groan of protest.

Placing his hands on Stefan's inner thighs he slowly ran his thumbs down around the edge of his cock then slowly over Stefan's silky sac. He watched with fascination as the small sac tightened, drawing up close to Stefan's body.

While he rubbed one thumb gently over Stefan's balls, he moved the other thumb down to lightly caress the small puckered hole below. As he watched Stefan quiver in response, he quickly brought his finger to his mouth, getting it wet before pressing it against him.

He looked up quickly when Stefan began pushing back with his hips, pressing more of Sawyer's finger in as he cried out. He was mesmerized as he watched creamy white liquid shoot out of the top of Stefan's cock, spraying his stomach.

Damn, that was hot!