Aeren nodded, the tip of his tongue darting out to moisten his lips as he lowered his eyes to the growing bulge hidden in Lamar’s underwear. “Can I..” Aeren swallowed and raised pleading eyes as his words failed him.
“You can do anything you want,” Lamar’s words were soft. “Anything, anytime, Aeren.”
Lamar spread his feet further apart to brace himself as Aeren’s hands ghosted over his outer thighs, skimming his flesh more than stroking it. They tugged his briefs down and he lifted one foot at a time, allowing Aeren to pull them free.
Aeren’s gasp at the sight of Lamar’s cock bobbing in front of his face sent a thrill of pride through him even though he couldn’t have said why. He certainly hadn’t ever had a complaint before. Still, there was something about knowing that he pleased the man kneeling before him that made his chest swell.
Those vague thoughts dissipated when the gentle fingers returned, the touch firming as Aeren gained confidence. He stroked and squeezed, dabbed with the tips of fingers and tickled as he scraped his short fingernails over Lamar’s wide cockhead, earning a small moan.
When Aeren’s plump lips replaced his finger, his tongue flicking against the tiny slit as he drew down, Lamar grunted and dropped a hand to Aeren’s head.
“Is that okay?” Aeren drew back far enough to ask, staring up at Lamar with lust-fogged eyes.
“Perfect, baby,” Lamar assured him, shivering at the whisper of Aeren’s lips over him as he spoke. “You’re perfect.”
Reassured, Aeren wrapped his lips around Lamar’s cock again, taking more and nearly gagging himself as the blunt head bumped the back of his throat.
“Easy,” Lamar murmured, stroking his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He felt Aeren smile around him as he eased off a little before trying to swallow him again and again. Then he drew off to suckle only the head, rubbing his tongue against the sensitive underside.
Lamar shuddered and barely kept from thrusting deeper into the warm cove gripping the tip of his cock. Certain that Aeren’s jaw must be starting to hurt, Lamar hooked his hands under his arms and drew the smaller man up, attacking his mouth the instant it was within reach.
“More?” he asked against Aeren’s mouth. Lamar waited for Aeren’s whisperedyes, pleaseand then manhandled him to the bed, tossing him down onto the mattress and tearing at his clothes until Aeren’s pink-flushed body was naked and trembling beneath him on the soft comforter. “You are trouble, you know that?”
“Am I?” Aeren’s gasped response was tinged with pride.
“Mmm-hmm,” Lamar growled. “The sexiest possible kind.”
Aeren scrambled up to kneel in front of Lamar and reached for him. He loosened Lamar’s tie and tossed it aside, followed by the shirt, leaving Lamar’s muscled body naked in front of him. Then, with one small palm flat on each of Lamar’s shoulders, he shoved, knocking the detective onto his back.
Lamar landed with a laugh, one arm snaking out to drag Aeren down against him. “Hmm. Somebody’s feeling tough.”
Aeren hesitated, straddling Lamar’s hips. “Is..is that okay?”
“Of course it is, baby. I told you that you can have me any way you want.” He bit down lightly on Aeren’s earlobe. “You want to take control, baby? Put that hard dick in my ass?”
Aeren gasped at the dirty offer, his breaths speeding up again. “No,” he managed to croak out. “I mean, yes, but…” he stared down helplessly, making Lamar wonder if his brain had short-circuited.
“What do you want, baby?” Lamar purred in his ear. “You want me on my back? You want to ride me?”
Lamar swallowed a laugh when Aeren nodded eagerly, his eyes blown wide. Spreading his legs slightly, Lamar laced his fingers back behind his head. “Lube is on the nightstand, baby.” He ran hungry eyes over the pale, slender body above him. “I’m all yours tonight.”
